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How I made it (epi.3)

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“Good morning, can you come to Huduma Hospital as soon as possible.” Before I could enquire who was on the call, he hanged up. It was a strange voice and from it I could tell all was not well. I new without doubt that something bad may have happened to Bryan. In a hurry, I took a cab to Huduma Hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was a a bit confused. Should I ask information about patient by the name Bryan? No, I wasn’t sure about Bryan. Just the day before he was well, but not having reported to work left me not knowing whether to ask about him or not. It was a real dilemma!

At the reception, a lady noted my restlessness. “Madam, how can I help you?” I explained my predicaments but to my…

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How I made it (epi.3)

Did you miss the previous episodes? Don’t worry, get them here.

“Good morning, can you come to Huduma Hospital as soon as possible.” Before I could enquire who was on the call, he hanged up. It was a strange voice and from it I could tell all was not well. I new without doubt that something bad may have happened to Bryan. In a hurry, I took a cab to Huduma Hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I was a a bit confused. Should I ask information about patient by the name Bryan? No, I wasn’t sure about Bryan. Just the day before he was well, but not having reported to work left me not knowing whether to ask about him or not. It was a real dilemma!

At the reception, a lady noted my restlessness. “Madam, how can I help you?” I explained my predicaments but to my surprise, there was nobody by the name Bryan in the hospital records. Who could have made the call? What was his intentions? I couldn’t get the answer to any of these.The caller used the landline and so I couldn’t get back to him for more information.

I sat helplessly in a couch that was at the reception not knowing what to do next. As I sank deep into my thoughts, just then, my phone rang. I picked it as first as I could hoping the caller would solve my problem. Anonymous call again! This time, it was a lady. ” Hello, we are sorry to inform you that the patient was in critical condition and so we decided to take him to the National Hospital. Please come as quickly as you can!” My effort to know more didn’t bear any fruits. So, what next? From Huduma Hospital to National Hospital.

Without wasting time, I called another cab and I after thirty minutes I was at the National Hospital. Full of anxiety, I hurried came out of the cab and headed to reception. If it were not for the cab driver who followed me, I couldn’t have remembered to pay him. I approached the receptionist to enquire about the patient. Before he could respond, a lady interrupted, “Hi, are you Tab….” Before she could finish her question, I had already responded, though this was not a common name at the office . “A man had been badly injured by a hit-and-run car. Before he went in a comma, he gave out your number. Right now the doctors are working on him. You will have to wait for some minutes before they are through.” she added.

Waiting there for not less than an hour looked like a whole year to me. So many questions waited for answers. Luckily, after an hour or so of waiting, I was now allowed to see the patient. I was directed to the room and beside him, there was a doctor.

Words alone cannot express what I felt. The body was full of bandages and he lay on the bed unconsciously. Unknowingly, I couldn’t control a scream after seeing him. The accident was terrible! I moved closer to get the intensity of the injuries. His face was halfway covered with bandages. To my surprise, it wasn’t Bryan!… don’t miss the next episode…just follow…. let me know your take on this through the comments. Also read life at the village?…..and…The girl who wished to be a bird.

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What I would like to be in the next world…pt 2

Why did Liznet chose a bird for her next life? Catch the story What I would like to be in the next world – pt 1.

The visitors left and Liznet had a lot to tell her mother about her future world. She narrated her story:

In this world, there are so many problems. Children are being kidnapped day in day out. I see you watching news on television and most of the time, what make news is bad things like violence, robbery, war, floods, diseases and more. This is what people find interesting. I am fed up with this kind of life where everyone is scrambling for his or her wellbeing. I would like to have peace, go far away where nobody can get me. And I found all what I needed from a bird as I watched a flock soaring peacefully in the sky. No hatred, no hustle, no panic and no war. That’s why I decided to be a bird in the next life!

Liznet

Her mother looked at her with disbelief. She wondered why her five-year- old girl would be so optimistic on her future life. She had a task ahead…..catch the next part and hear what the mother told her daughter Liznet…. kindly, let me know your take on this through comments….if you come across this, kindly follow... A lot is in store… don’t miss!..Read also Life wasn’t easy at the village! (Part 2)- and enjoy my experience in the country side. Sometimes things becomes tough. Read How I made it (epi 2) – to see more.