Coma (Short Story) Poem by Sathya Narayana

Coma (Short Story)

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COMA

"She is still in coma. She look weak and scrofulous", Dr. Patel remarked.
Dr. Gandhi smiled philosophically, "It's natural. After all, she has been in shackles for more than two centuries. She lost lot of her blood and was attacked by many diseases"

Turning towards his deputy Dr. Nehru he asked, "What do you say? "

"Yes Chief! But there is no need to worry. I have thought of a wonderful course of medication for the Mother. The main course will be through Allopathic treatment, our trusted western style. Of course, we can try a draft of German homeopathic tinctures once in a while and if need be we can draft in some acupuncture specialists from China and can also try the Russian prophylactic methods to avoid further infection…..", he went on enthusiastically.

Sixty two years passed away. Dr. Gandhi, Dr. Patel and Dr. Nehru are no more. It seems the Mother recovered a little in the early course of the treatment and sometimes used to come to consciousness, sit for a while, ten to twenty minutes inclining on the back-rest. But unfortunately she soon slipped into a long slumber and since then never recovered.

One visitor who went to see her asked the new doctors who are looking after her.

"What is her present condition? "

The Chief Doctor replied:

"Well! We tried everything. We cannot fix any time frame about her recovery. But she needs no medicine now. Nature will take its own course. Of course, we are trying some nature cure methods and if necessary even some ancient quack medicines", he laughed loudly.

The visitor remained silent for a while looking through the hospital windows and suddenly asked the doctor,
"What are those new buildings there? I didn't see them earlier"

The smile on Chief's face vanished. After some hesitation he said:

"They are organ banks"

Sunday, May 31, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: indians
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ency Bearis 01 June 2009

a well presented short story...a person in coma most of them never regain consciousness due to brain damage..you implied it at the end with the organ donor building...well done....

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Vijay Menon 01 June 2009

Nice words.Enjoyed reading it.10 +++

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Dr Hitesh Sheth 01 June 2009

A Good poem reflecting the sad reality of modern times.............Indeed the politics is the last refuge of scoundrels............A Good satire........

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Christopher Lee 01 June 2009

enjoyed the story similar to ' Coma' of Robin Cook directed by Michael Crichton.; you are a real artist

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Ravi Sathasivam 02 June 2009

Sad. You have written it well. Here, I recollect a film called 'Coma'. Looks like similar stroy. Great job. Enjoyed it.

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Deependra Kumar Jha 28 June 2009

Indeed nice and thought provoking write! Liked the plot and punch..10

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Alison Cassidy 16 June 2009

Irony penned with a medical eye. A clever poem about bureaucracy and politics, you nail your point beautifully in the final line. Interesting how these days the medical profession is referred to as the medical industry. An apt title - considering how much doctoring is lost in the striving for funding. Clever parody. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Anjali Sinha 14 June 2009

wowwwwwwwwww lots of satire excellent -10 anjali

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Satheesan Rangorath 08 June 2009

Dear Satya Narayana A good satire with right thought and punch.. well done. Greetings Satheesan rangorath

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Seema Chowdhury 05 June 2009

very nice and touchy as well as thought provoking piece. thanks for sharing.

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Nellore, Andhra Pradesh
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