Navya was very excited as her father, the famous gastroenterologist of the town asked her to accompany him to his clinics. She herself was studying medicine and loved this field. She was a very brilliant and sharp girl, and had inherited this intelligence from her father. Dressed in her favourite baby pink top and black jeans she was ready to go with her father. She dint wanted to dress up much for going to hospital. Even though she was looking smart and very pretty. She was excited yet a bit nervous. Everyone respected her father and she knew they expect a lot from her too.
C’mon darling we r getting late!!!!!
Yes papa… m ready… lets go… Navya smiled and sat on the passenger seat of the car.
On the way her father explained few things about alcoholic liver disease. She answered everything which her father asked. She was happy that she satisfied her dad.
Walking along with her dad today was as if she was walking with a great person. Everyone was looking at her. She knew that every one was wondering who is she? Few ppl already knew her, so they smiled to her and she smiled back. She never felt like this before. She wondered that for her and everyone at home papa is just like their friend. But for these people he was like a god, they had huge respect for him. And this respect was cultivated over yrs of hard work and dedication.
“ one day I’ll also be like him….” Navya deciced.
With all these thoughts storming her mind she walked in ICU along with her dad and the first site which she saw blew off her mind. There was a critically ill patient, a middle aged man. He was semi conscious and was on ventilation. His eyes were partially open and he was sighing in pain. IV drip was attached, catheter was on, even on the slight movement of the body he was having lots of pain. His lips were dry like paper and were continuously bleeding. She saw a nurse applying jelly on his lips and removed the blood drenched tissue paper from his lips. Even the tissue had stuck on his lips. His abdomen was swollen like a huge ball due to fluid accumulation. And his umbilicus/navel was protruding out. His legs were swollen, and palm was red. Navya inspected him, and found out that his liver and spleen both were massively enlarged. She felt pain seeing him like that.
After finishing the regular examinations, her father told her that it’s the case of chronic alcoholism. The man was an alcoholic and had been drinking since 10 years. Her father told her that he is not going to live more, and he might collapse anytime.
Till now the happiness which she had, it disappeared immediately. The question which came to her mind was “ why do people drink???”. They don’t know how they themselves spoil their life. They start it for fun and begin with a lil amount but as the time passes the shots turns in bottles, and also once a month turns into once a week, then once a day, and then along with every meal. They ignore their sweet and happy family for a bottle of sweet poison.
Later after a week Navya got to know that the man died, he left behind his beautiful wife with three small kids with loads of debts. Navya dint knew how the poor lady will manage everything. Maybe she would have to fight, just because of a tasty and a elegant glass of wine. The lady had already fought a lot, first with her husband to stop him from drinking, later she fought with illness of her husband, now with the debts and later for her kids. And reason behind everything was a glass of wine.
People say that you may take it in limits, but I want to ask why???? Why do u want to have it?? Why do u want to poison yourself? There are loads of harmless drinks available. Go for them, why for a poison. You want to celebrate, can’t you celebrate without it.?? If you are sad, will it finish all your problems?? It’s just a glass of more troubles. Many things have happened over a glass of wine, for e.g. Jessica lal murder case. It’s not you who is consuming the alcohol; it’s the alcohol that’s fooling you. It’s just a wine, which first tempts you in beginning and later makes you an addict. So say no it, not even a glass, not even a sip… why do you want to taste it?? Is it so necessary; more than your precious life?? More than your family?? A sip of sweet poison may lead you to grave who knows.. It’s up to you to decide.. A wicked glass full of wine or long beautiful life…. choice is totally yours…
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