Sleep finally beckoning me, not before
Slipping my arm around her, snuggling
Her soft hair caressing and arousing
My love for the two,
Two it was, when my eyes fell on the clock
Hanging on that callous wall
As my wife’s thundering shriek stirred me,
I had thought so, but I was wrong, as usual,
I had gone numb, I don’t know why,
A slap and a vigorous shake later
My entire being, even my hair stood wide awake
But my mind kept on ticking the checklist;
Mobile phone, camera, quickest route to the hospital,
An alternate route, doctor’s number on speed dial;
‘You are awesome’ comforted my inner voice
‘You are brave’ taunted the walls
‘You are brave enough, baby’ I offered,
Feigning calmness, but
My stomach churned in parallel
In case you haven’t read the first part in this amazing series, you can read it here for continuation and better understanding.
This is one of the best poems I have read from you, Rohan. We hardly get to see what the father goes through during his wife’s labour. Oh, I so loved it.