Enthralling Trails

“ After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.”   ―  Chuck Palahniuk The bottle lay limp on the stand with little saline accumulated at the bottom, a  tiny drop trickled lazily into the tube to reach the snap on the hand, and a bubble of air thrust itself down the vein. Durga fretted, fumed and said,’intravenous infusion therapy has failed, it is painful’. I wondered where she had learnt those words, perhaps Google. She raised her lean body and thumped the bell near the bed. We kept looking at the door in the anticipation of a cheerful nurse, but we saw a haughty young lady dressed in salwar kameez and a white apron with loosely tied hair stomp into the room in annoyance. ‘I will disconnect the bell in case you call me incessantly’. Durga seemed frightened and shivered under her feeble personality and said, “The dribs have stopped, I fear air getting trapped in”, the lady said that she had slowed the trickl