DELHI DIARY 10: THE KISS OF
A TOOTHLESS FAIRY
She
did not have any of her front teeth and all her hair was gray. The sallow and wizened
lady in her 60s threw an agonizing look at me clasping the right side of the
upper part of her abdomen with both hands. I already guessed my diagnosis from
where I stood. Laying my hand on her abdomen gave me reasons to think that I was
only right. With carefully chosen words and after knitting my eyebrows as is
wont for me to enact a credible performance, I declared my suspected diagnosis
to her attendant who was however much more certain of the same because of an
ultrasound report that he possessed. He produced it like a trump card! He was
not very amiable and was rather the ‘too-much-knowing-for-little-good’ kind of
person who had too many whys and that many ways to irk other people. I sported
a confident smile to baffle his desire to get pugnaciously vociferous. Two
hours later the same man had a happily grateful face and sounded a subdued chuckle
when he saw his smiling mother rub her palm on my face and plant a kiss on my
cheek! She indeed appeared like a small human form with magical powers we call
a fairy because her son seemed so much more bearable to talk to after that!
2 comments:
i know a toothless fairy too.....i can relate to what u wrote...very well written.
Thank you!
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