Jaz'rah
My niece, Jaz'rah Jahangir Makhdoomi was born on December 5, 2014 at 7:33 in the evening. She was brought out of the operation theatre around 8:00 pm and her cradle looked tiny in front of the oxygen cylinder supporting her respiration. Jaz'rah, at the time of her birth was sick. However , when I first looked at her, I saw a twinkle in her eyes that promised life. Her eyes were gleaming and the sparkle was that of a fighter, the sparkle that spoke of survival. I knew she'll fight and she'll live. Jaz'rah, less of a princess and more of a warrior , gave us the hope that she'll make it to our arms. Half an hour after her birth, she was shifted from Modern Hospital to G.B.Pant Children's Hospital and she remained on the life-support for one week in the NICU and for the other week she recupirated in Ward nos 8 and 9. She fought for her life for 15 days; too long a period for a newborn. I would visit her everyday and the twinkle in her eyes never disappointed ...