Wouldn’t you let me die?
As a child, she used to look under her pillow every day after waking up. Today was no exception. The only difference was that ten years ago, the glance was in the hope of a gift by her ‘lovables’ (her parents) and now, the hope was to not find any broken strands of her hair. Who would have known that the much cherished laughter would turn into the saddened embrace to life, with a prayer of not leaving the world even though it was easy for her to die than to face the misery?
Weakened hopes and emotions were much more painful than the weakening body. Shattered dreams all round because of the medical report that Melissa’s parents received that would change everything. There were no possibilities of putting a break to the deteriorating body and the dying dreams of that little child suffering from blood cancer who doesn’t even know what death means. All she knew is that there is a heaven and that she deserved to live in it because she has been everything that her maa and papa asked her to be. All she wanted now was to leave for heaven pretty, like the princess she had been to the world, and not an ugly, bald and weak monster.
Did she deserve this? Does anyone deserve to suffer? Here, the world is stuck at one question that might change the lives of those who are struggling to live as well as those who are connected to them. Euthanasia- the painless killing of a patient suffering from an incurable and painful disease or in an irreversible coma, at least that’s how the world describes it. Long suffering victims, however, would undoubtedly define it as a blessing that would help them get rid of all the pain and hardship that they have been facing or is yet to come their way. They have even resigned from their hopes of living a life as a convalescent, let alone living normally. All they look forward to is that one day when they might be allowed for an assisted suicide, death with dignity and without torment and misfortune. Now the question that arises is- why shouldn’t it be legal?
For Melissa and millions others like her, euthanasia is the pleasure they desire to have. The contentment of the thought itself is a beautiful picture of peace with fresh flowers of memories on their death bed rather than tears of pity of the martyrdom when they were alive.
Mansi Rayat|PGDM 2016-18