it is said that "walls of hospitals have heard more prayers than walls of churches"..and my belief was becoming stronger in these words as I was sitting outside the operation theatre for 3 hours and looking at the old lady sitting in front of me reciting some prayers.I could see the fear on her face..fear of losing someone who meant a lot to her..something that I could relate to at that time.I shifted my gaze and started looking outside the window.It was raining.."rain"..it brings smile on my face when I hear that word.I wish the raindrops could wash off the wounds of my soul.I was feeling empty..feeling nothing.You realise how much you love a certain person in your life when you are about to lose them.you start regretting every time when you hurt that person.you want them by your side but its too late.I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly someone on my shoulder,it was my mother.she sat beside me and like everyone else she came to console me with the same words I have heard a thousand times.."don't worry everything will be alright"..I could see how hard she was trying not to cry while saying that..I wonder how much courage it took her to say that..I smiled and said.."yes..it will be"..and that was a perfect lie..
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