“Let us first hear what actually has happened. We do not know anything still and are jumping to conclusions. This is like making a mountain out of mole hill.”
“But after all I am his mother. How can I see my child in this state? How can a man understand a mother’s heart, a mother’s feelings?”
“And all males are devoid of emotions. Am I Right?”
“Oh now stop for God’s sake. You grown up people too are fighting. Learn something from the kids who were playing here and yet not fighting.” The village chieftain, who too had arrived on the scene until then, said. “Let’s first take him to the nearby hospital.” He suggested.
“In my opinion, there is no use of taking him to the hospital. He is not feeling well due to some supernatural power has overtaken him. What will the doctor do?” One elderly looking figure said.
“Oh please do whatever you feeling correct, but cure my child now.” Somnath’s mother begged.
“There’s nothing like the supernatural power”, the village chief said. Somnath fell ill because he might have eaten something wrong or the summer heat might have given him sunstroke. There is nothing to fear and going to the doctor is the only way out, in my opinion.” He concluded.
It was then decided that Somnath would be taken to the hospital in the nearby village that had all the modern technologies available. But when the doctor heard the entire case, he was not ready to attend to Somnath. He thought there was something amiss with the patient.
Moreover, what would a farmer from a village pay him? He would then miss the patients who would pay him more. Feigning shortage of time and the need of emergency to attend to the patient, the doctor avoided treating Somnath.