Gurney''s Wheels

GURNEY'S WHEELS The gurney's wheels rolled down with awful sounds. I tried to open eyes, but failed again. Same sound, I heard so many times before... same sound! I's crying loud 'We're losing him! Hey doctor...it's hyperglycaemia! ' 'Who said? ! ' I heard the nurse demanding me. 'Are you a doc? ' Some other asked. 'I know! ' This time I's sobbing violently. 'I know... He's dad, my dad! Come on, give him the drip! ' Ah now the sound of trolleys moving fast, the clanks of glass and clangs of metal tools echoed, dinning the low whispers around. Same sound, I heard so many times before... This time it's me, lying and rolling fast on gurney's wheels. I opened eyes and tried to see through thick veneer of blood dripping from head. Ah heavy smell of spilled dettol annoyed my nasal lanes. The dazzling lights whitewashing narrow corridor prised through my eyes. White coats fluttered around. White masks were uttering something unintelligible! At last I heard that voice sobbing 'My dad, save him...he's losing blood....an accident so terrible...save him! This time not me... my son running along the gurney's wheels. I closed my eyes and smiled inside! It's now my turn to roll on gurney's wheels and well his turn to run behind. I felt the sly Time Wheel rotating fast forward and back... forward and back, forward and back! It's just a game that keeps rewinding everytime in life, again, again. A passing phase, my dad and I went through ah once. And now my son and I. Ah just a passing phase!