It was Dec,2007. My elder son was in Class XII. Younger son was away in New Delhi representing his school. Wife swapna was in Guwahati medical College hospital struggling for her life. She had been a kidney patient since 1996 and her condition was very serious. My son was constantly with his mother in the hospital ,looking after her. His CBSE exam was only two months away and he had to manage his studies in the hospital itself.
On a Saturday, at about 11 am I received a call from him, “ Dad, mother needs blood urgently, has to be done today itself, tomorrow is Sunday, Monday will be too late, the doctors have said. Send someone to donate blood in an hour.” I was in college, exam was going on. Called a friend immediately, his phone was switched off. Called a lecturer who was very close to our family. He promised to call back after sometime, which he never did.
I called the president and the secretary of our housing society. They informed me that a security guard had agreed to donate blood. I came fast to my apartment but on my arrival was shocked to hear that the guard had just refused to do so. I was speechless. Entered my apartment. Son called again, “Dad, no one has arrived till now, do something.” I did not know what to do. Had never felt so helpless before. Started praying, tears started rolling down from my eyes. Suddenly I remembered my cousin, Tonmoy. Called him. He was about to go to his office. He immediately agreed and said, “Don’t worry, I am reaching the hospital in half an hour.” Son called again. For a boy of his age, it was too much to bear. I assured him knowing fully well that my cousin would definitely come. And he did.