A charming, enthusiastic 5 year old child playing with her brother who is a decade elder than her. A big house with 16 ft X 16 ft hall. Two heads playing with a wooden block to bridge them both (Pallanguzhi - a game played with so many beads filled into a wooden block with many shallow pits). By her mistake she had put one of the beads into her nose. She was very much afraid, her brother took a similar bead and told that it was the bead she inserted into her nostrils. But she turned it false, because her sensation of the bead inside the nose was intense. That was a Sunday, her father was not with them. Her bromo (Mother and brother) were broken. Her mom carried her to the neighbour who was a nurse in the government hospital to remove the bead. Nurse found nothing and told them that the child is only afraid. She had got nothing inside. Her mom was totally afraid that she should not have inhaled the bead entirely. They asked her to sneeze, so that the bead shall come out. But everything in vain. They approached a neighbour to take her to the near by hospital. That being a Sunday and many of the hospitals were closed. Also, the house being in the outskirts of the town, they had to travel a long distance, with the child being scared of the happenings. Door by door, hospital by hospital, no doctor, no treatment. Her bromo was very much depressed.
At last, with the child's luck they found a doctor who was ready to treat. In no time, he took the bead out. If they had come later, he could do nothing. The neighbour took back the girl to her house. While stepping inside the house, the child roared a long loud sneeze.
Note: This is something real in my 'PrAnan' (life) and the child is none but me. The reason behind this is to show that Yama can do his duty with ease on Sunday, especially in a country like India where even doctors enjoy the Sunday's holiday.
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