I was once a stethoscope.
…just a snaky rubber thing picking up sounds for the doctor’s ear. But then I know how to listen to others too..random sounds and noises. Then one fine day when everything was going on just fine I heard a little one, a 5 year old girl, she had been ill since long and refusing to eat anything. Fever they said 106 Fahrenheit. Malaria. I heard the doctor sigh. The mother cried a little. Then I heard the parents “ too poor to afford a doctor but had prayed to God everyday.” The doctor picked me up and laid my head on the little one’s chest. When my head touched the chest I could feel the heat and just then her ribs pushed against me like metal rods. Then I heard her heart. It ticked fast, faster, fastest and just then as if she didn’t want me anymore her heart suddenly slowed….tick……….tick…….. On that day I knew I was not just a snaky rubber thing but something that connected two hearts on either side of it.. …one the dying heart of a child and one the desperate heart of the doctor. As one lost its sound the other picked on thudding against me in fear, desperation and helplessness.