Tuesday, December 4, 2012


A young lady with her six-month pregnancy, laid her back on a bed beside my wife’s. A drunken man had kicked his pregnant wife right on her womb, so the baby was born in time. Small size, cried loudly. Everybody smiled.

Back to my wife, she grabbed, squeezed my hand very hard and tightly. She left scars on my left wrist, pushing our baby harder and harder. No result. I decided to have caesarean on her. No money with that decision, though.

The day those two babies were born will never be forgotten.

I smiled, everybody smiled in that room.

ps. I and my wife were not this couple. Really!

* Pic's from here



Post a Comment