gandhi baas!

Surgical ward mein tha mera pehla din,

Massive dressing wale patient bache the teen,

Mujhe allot kiya gaya tha bed no. saat,

Chal padi main tray lekar apne haath.

64yrs ke patient the woh, ramji tha unka naam,

peechle 4 mahinon se bed no. 7 hi tha unka dhaam.

Gher liya tha unko ek gandi baas ne,

Ladne lagi ab main bhi apni, hare k saans se.

Pattiyon se dhak gaya tha unka daya pair,

Dressing karma mushkil tha mask bagair.

Main boli ‘sister, lend me a surgical mask,

Its impossible to continue this difficult task’

Pattiyon mein dhaki thi, zehrili baat kuch aisi,

Blood aur slough mein soaked dressing ke peeche se jhaank rahi thi malignancy.

Sq. cell carcinoma ne laga rakha tha apna dera,

Disseminated metastasis ne unke har aang ko tha ghera.

Mere har sparsh se dard hota unko bada zor,

Lekin cancer cachexia ke karan macha nahi paye who shor,

Spontaneously woh tumour karne lagta bleed,

Its rightly said, carcinoma was highly vascular indeed.

Inke liye zaroori tha palliative amputation,

Paison ki tangi ki wajah se, nahi kiya unhone operation.

Sari bandages nikal kar, dali maine nayi dressing,

Ab khul ke saans le rahi thi main. Kam ho gayi meri suffering.

Ramji bole ‘3 din ke baad mera dressing karma,

Waise bhi ab mujhe ek na ek din hai marna,

Kya pata do dinon mein main pahunchu bhagwan ke ghar,

Gandi baas banker baitha hoon, boj hoon tum sab par.

Najane kyun upar wala badha raha tha meri saanse,

Koi nahi aaya milne mujhe peechle 4 mahinon se,

Daya aati ho mujhpar beta, toh dena mujhe marne ka injection,

Na rehegi yeh gandi baas meri, na rahegi dressing ki tension!’

Bhar aayi aankhein meri, sunkar unki yeh baat,

Phenk diya maine mask mera, used dressing ke saath,

Sharam aa rahi thi mujhe, pehen kar yeh white apron aur steth,

Treatment na sahi, de sakte the hum unhe ek respectable death.

Unka saamna na kar payi main, meri bolti hui bandh,

Doobte sooraj ko dekh rahe the ramji, dekh rahe the zindagi ka darpan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!