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‘Who cares, Ravi Singh? He opened the box!’ I grabbed Ravi Singh and twirled him around. The pretty nurse stared at us with wide eyes and Ravi Singh tried to look very familiar, as if girlfriends of senior surgeons regularly twirled him around.
31 July 2013, 9.00 a.m.
Letter of the day – R.
Ravi Singh and the pretty nurse were waiting for me when I reached with my box. An elderly nurse, whom I had sometimes seen in the hospital, was with them. I had not even handed the cake-box to Ravi, when he said, ‘He opened yesterday’s box as well!’
‘And?’ I said, shouting with happiness.
‘He said… ’ continued the pretty nurse.
‘He said…’ repeated Ravi Singh in a teasing voice, exchanging a look with the pretty nurse.
‘Ravi Singh! And you!’ I cried, jabbing a finger at the pretty nurse. ‘Speak up!’
‘Did anyone get a chance to open the first few boxes?’
My heart leapt with sheer delight. At least I had his attention.
‘What did you say?’
‘What would I say Kasturi Didi? I said I had.’
‘And?’
‘He asked me if they were alphabets too and I said, yes, they were I, A, M, S, O.’
I beamed back at the three faces that smiled excitedly at me.
Could this work? Would it be cakes that would break the wall the angry Purva had constructed around himself? Cakes?
1 August 2013, 9.00 a.m.
Letter of the day – R.
Today when I reached the hospital desk, Ravi Singh, pretty nurse, elderly nurse and another orderly were waiting for me, smiles plastered on their faces.
‘He opened it, saw what was inside and left the box at the counter,’ Ravi Singh said. I no longer had to even ask.
2 August 2013, 9.00 a.m.
Letter of the day – Y.
A little group, consisting of no less than seven members of staff, was waiting for me when I reached the hospital today.
‘He said…’ began Ravi Singh.
‘That, that…’ said pretty nurse.
‘Please see…’ interrupted the elderly nurse.
‘…that the cake…’ said the orderly.
‘…is not wasted!’ concluded a nurse with long hair, who pumped her fist in the air.
I looked around at the faces that crowded around and an odd, warm, fuzzy feeling enveloped my heart. Many faces were unfamiliar and most were lined with worry, and yet in all of them I saw something that made me want to burst into tears.
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