A Miracle called BIRTH

"The pain of a woman in labour amounts to that of 10,000 martyrs in battlefield"-so i'd read and heard..

Being a medical student I knew I'd have 2 face women in labour pains-little did i know I'll witness a normal delivery so soon..

The uneasy calm of a warm summer afternoon was broken only by the occassional crisps of paper, the noisy fan and the sound of metal somethings ,as the nurse readied her instument trolly; while the 2 of us students waited for instructions from our superiors, with nothing but our wrist watches to beat the boredom..

...when all of a sudden,the eerie silence was broken by an unwelcoming hustle bustle,sounds of excitement interspersed with hysterical shrieks n cries. The two of us stepped aside while our superiors took charge of the situation- anxious relatives shoving a woman, visibly pregnant into the labour room. While the relatives were asked 2 leave,the 2 of us were ushered to the delivery table- clueless and blank we kept watching..the sequence of events that followed left us stunned........................

How with each contraction, the pain kept aggravating

How with each passing second, the woman's resolve grew stronger

How every bout of effort, left her exhausted..

How every bit of encouragement worked wonders for her

Minutes seemed hours for her-thanks 2 the excruciating pain

And endless hours at those..

Slimy membranes...

And blood..pooled into trays..

THEN,lo and behold..

That tiny tuft of hair

Out...

In..

Out and in for the next few seconds..

Uncertain probably..of what lay ahead..

Waiting 4 maybe..another push or two..

"And out it pops"

The miracle of God..

Delivered into the world..

Welcome baby, welcome new life...........

then lay the mother-exhausted,calm but with happiness that new no bounds..