Heavy gray clouds were baffling and puzzling blue and clear sky. Trees and bushing were bending, whipping and dancing in the heavenly favorable weather. Rain had been appearing after several years. Everyone was happy and satisfied with cats and dogs rain. Everyone in the town was gossiping about the blessings of rains and the outcome of crops after rain. Children were running and playing in rain.
It is the rule of universe that things are not the same for everyone and there is something hidden in this rule. The rain was inequitable for the resident of the people of Qualm City. At the corner of left half of small town, there was antiquated and ramshackle small home. The resident of this dilapidated home was 32 years old lady (who was pregnant), screaming and crying for help. "I don't want to lose my child, please take me to day care", pregnant lady was blaring. Thunderstorm was in full swing. No one was there to lend his ear or to come forward to help grieved lady. Meanwhile the pain was haunting that lady from every possible way. Neo-natal was about to come in this mysterious world, but the harshness of weather and lack of mid-wife made it difficult for infants' mother. The release of oxytocin and the extremity of weather; both were parallel to each other. The shrieks of pregnant woman and the woes of nature were creating a thrilling scene at the same time. In addition, the prevailing of darkness were inevitable.
"Switch on the lamp, this would be helpful in birth of my baby", said the pregnant woman to her husband; who was sitting in the corner of house peering at and watching his wife situation and doing nothing to calm her. "I want to see the North-West corner of my lounge", said the wife to her husband. He started yelling over his wife and said: "I wish darkness continues as long as this baby is in your womb. I don't want children having mental illness like their mother. You are a desperate lady and I don't wish the same for my children. Bear this pain and make sure a safe entry of my child into this world." At the same instance, pain was getting more bone breaking and intense. Vaginal muscles started stretching. "I think baby is coming; O' Lord: My baby is coming; Please put warm blanket and wrap my baby", anticipated the newly mother to her husband.
Vagina took the specific size required for birth. Blood started to flow through the paths of birth canal. In extreme pain, the mother was happy to see her first child, born after several difficulties and 6 abortions. Carrying hopes and light in her heart and mind, mother was thinking of faraway with her children. With weakened body, aching muscles, stretching umbilical cord, tearing vaginal muscles, soaring uterus canals, and malnourished body; she was still smiling while her baby was coming through his vaginal stream into this world. Lord, you are full of mercy! "He blessed us with beautiful and healthy baby girl", said the women in excitement to his father. "I wish my daughter will not be like her mother full of mysterious and confusion, God please have mercy on me as you did with this mentally ill lady" said her husband while going out of his home.
The constant glare of mother was full of butterflies and charms. In the first sight, the pain of birth was mitigated. On the other hand, sky was cleared and thunder stopped. The sanctity after rain was touchier than it was before for the newly made mother. She started to gather her loins for take care of her daughter. While wrapping in towel she said: "Yes, You are my Diana, yes my beautiful Diana. You are exactly the same as I saw you in my dream during my visit to Heaven. Yes my baby; Heaven. So, you are my princess-cum angel".
Suddenly, someone started knocking harshly at door. "Please don't knock so loud and hard. I'm coming. My new born will get disturb" said the woman while approaching the main door. Oh you, I was expecting this kind of cruel act from you, said the lady while looking at her husband. She said again, "Now it's our mutual responsibility to take care of our daughter as she is so fragile and soft". Daughter? Asked the man in interrogative tone. "You again forgot. Yes our daughter Diana. I gave birth to our daughter. Your Alzheimer will kill us someday" said the lady to her husband.
Staring at new born baby for hours, the father held her in his arm and watching her without any feeling or sights of emotion. The nature and universe were clueless in front of his emotions. He was searching for some inherited facts in his daughter. But, after few hours he put her in her cot without saying anything. The pregnant silence might be!
"Diana: My beautiful angel; let me introduce you to some of the beautiful memories of my childhood", excitedly said the mother while coming towards her daughter with a vintage box. Diana's father who was sitting in the corner of house came quickly with his disoriented body and soul and stopped his wife while approaching his daughter and said, "Silmon (Diana's Mother): I warned you several times that there is no need of this box in our home now; why are you still keeping it in our home and now you are showing this mysterious box to our daughter. I was worried about this thing and you are doing it right now". Further he said in great sorrow; "I am weak and diseased person, there is seldom any chance of our children in future, so I won't own her as my daughter if you showed this box to our daughter". Ok calm down. "Let's have meal together and celebrate the birth of our baby", said Silmon to her husband.
"I'll definitely show this box to my little angel one day, don't worry my baby", whispered the mother in her daughter ear. She lifted the box and kept in the same safe place away from the sight of her husband.
Sun was about to set after a threatening thunderstorm. Everyone in the town was smiling and enjoying the aftermath of rain. Farmers were gossiping about the benefits of rain and output of crops this year.
Diana was sleeping in her cot while her parents were eating in the courtyard. Both mother and father were thinking something different deep inside after the birth of their first and only child. The world inside and outside of their home was presenting entirely different views.