The day that I was born

Once upon a time, a few decades back on 5th of august, there lived a Mom, about to deliver her first child. The child was to bring happiness to the family. She was to be the apple of her father's eye. She was to be a docile and polite child. The mom also hoped that the birth would bring end to her labor sufferings.

The father drove like a mad man, through the mountain roads, in the middle of the night. He just wanted to get to the hospital before anything happens. Obviously, something was bound to happen.

The hospital apologetically informed the father that no doctor was available on duty. The grandparents called their old friend's wife, who happened to be a gynecologist, to the rescue. She came rushing to the hospital.

New mom was obviously furious and wanted to take on the hospital staff, but the sight of the new doctor gave her some hope of this after all being the most memorable day of her life.

In the operation theatre, the staff was ready so was the doctor. She could hear thunder and the beatings of the rain drops against the window panes of the room. It was quite a fearful night. Just then, all the lights went off. The hospital somehow managed to screw up the power back up.

The new mom was all ready to become a new mom. But how? There was no electricity, and the doctor could not see a thing.

Tan was born that night, delivered in candle light. With the sound of her first cry, the lights came back.. It indeed was a night to remember, for the new mom and the panicking father.. :)