The God Who Failed (standard:Satire, 1955 words)
Author: Walker	Added: Jan 24 2009	Views/Reads: 5348/2801	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Love comes in two phases: pleasure and pain. The Pleasure of love lasts but a moment, Pain of love lasts a lifetime.

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the reports concluded the need for surgery. The formalities were 
completed and the operation began. When Grace came home the servant 
told her about it and she rushed to the hospital. 

She was afraid of whether he would make it or not and the thought making
her precarious was that will Logan be able revive him. It was now over 
an hour that that the surgery had started. How much more time to go? 
She glanced at the clock ticking. A little later a nurse came out to 
fetch some medications and as she going back inside Grace asked her, 
“How is my uncle doing? Will he survive?” “I'm sure he will. Logan is 
god.” 

Half an hour later the operation was concluded and Logan came out
smiling. “Don't worry. He's fine. You can meet him once he's shifted to 
the ward.” “Thank you Logan. You know how much he means to me.” “I 
know.” 

Later when Gabriel was shifted Grace went to see him. He was lying with
pulse monitoring system attached to him. Grace took his hand and 
started weeping. “I never knew uncle that you would be so weak a man to 
not stand by your word of giving up alcohol. You had promised me.” 
Gabriel opened his eyes and had just opened his mouth to speak when 
blood gushed out of his mouth and nose. He started coughing heavily. He 
couldn't breathe. The equipment started showing signs of a fading 
pulse. Grace rushed out shouting for help. Logan heard her voice and 
ran to the ward. But by then Gabriel had breathed his last. He took his 
wrist and turned to Grace, “He's no more.” “Oh my God...,” and Grace 
started weeping profusely and fell to the ground. Logan reached up to 
her and put a hand on her shoulder. She brushed it aside and got up. He 
could see anger in her eyes. “I know you did this on purpose. You knew 
till the time he's alive you wouldn't get me and so you did it thinking 
you would just have to tell me that my uncle had seriously damaged his 
health and you couldn't help it. And then I would find solace in your 
arms, right?” “Look Grace if I had to do it then it would have been 
concluded in the operation theatre.” “You cannot convince me of 
anything Logan. Oh I'm sorry; Logan the god. But look even the god has 
failed and from now on will fail always. I curse you Logan. You will 
never succeed in any of your professional endeavors.” 

So saying she left and by the end of the next day had left the place for
good and the change started thence. Logan's reputation faded with every 
failure. No patient healed and many died on the operating table. He was 
no longer considered the best. This affected his mental stability and 
every failure led to finding consolation in alcohol. Logan had drowned 
in his own tears. Days became weeks and weeks became months. An out and 
out energetic, enthusiastic and full of hope Logan had transformed into 
a dull and monotonous person. 

A year had passed when news came of Grace's arrival. She had come back
to settle a land dispute with a distant relative. It was Gabriel's will 
that after him the land and property would go to her but her going away 
so abruptly had resulted in the intervening of the other person. 
Accompanying her was her lawyer and fiancé, Will, a handsome and fine 
looking young lad. The proceedings went on for 17 days but Grace did 
not enquire about Logan. Logan on the other hand used to visit the 
courtroom every time he knew Grace would be there. Her glimpse was all 
he desired. Finally the case was resolved and Grace and Will were to 
leave in another couple of days. “Let's celebrate the victory darling.” 
“I don't mind. I know of an inn not very far off and it has a really 
nice menu to dine on.” 

The inn wasn't that lively that night. Music played in the background
and Will found themselves a quiet corner. They ordered wine and talked 
about their life ahead. While they were talking Grace couldn't help 
taking her eyes off the waitress serving the other guests. “What's the 
matter Grace? You don't seem to be taking interest in what I talk.” 
“Will, I think I recognize the waitress. She was the nurse at the 
hospital where my uncle had died.” Will turned around and called out to 
the lady. She walked up to them and was somewhat startled to see Grace. 
“See I knew it was her.” Will enquired, “Miss, were you a nurse before 
you changed your profession?” “Umm...yes. I was there when her uncle 
was being operated.” “So what had happened? He was alive and Logan said 
the operation was successful.” “Yes Grace. Logan was never at fault. 
Didn't I tell you he is god?” “So what happened?” “He had been 
administered a wrong drug which caused high blood pressure and a 
cardiac arrest.” “Who did it? Logan?” “No it was the nurse. It was me.” 
“Oh my God...” “It was my mistake. I accept it in front of you and that 
guilt made me leave the profession. But you don't know what your curse 
has done to Logan? He has been failing as a doctor ever since and has 
lost control on himself. The man once proclaimed by all as the best is 
now been looked down upon by all.” “Oh God...What have I done? Will, we 
must go and see him, please.” “Okay.” 

Grace left accepting the apologies of the nurse. She wasn't concerned
about her. It was Logan who was on her mind. She took the car keys and 
started driving herself. Confused and pinching thoughts came and went 
through her. Why did she do it without clarifying the facts? She turned 
around a bend and the tyres screeched for a grip. She was going too 
fast. And before Will could ask her to go easy on the accelerator fate 
took over. 

“Ma'am its night time and this hospital does not have round the clock
doctors. He has been put on life support and a request for the 
immediately available doctor has been sent across. We are expecting the 
doctor to arrive anytime now.” The nurse asked Grace to get a grip on 
herself and take a seat while her minor injuries were being taken care 
of. She was taken into the dressing room. 

The news of the doctor's arrival set her heart going. She rushed
outside. “Ma'am, do not worry. The doctor's here and things will be 
taken care.” “Where is he?” “He's in the changing room.” Grace went 
toward the changing room just to find the doctor coming out prepared 
for the operation. “Doctor please save him. I cannot live without 
Will.” The doctor stared at her. His eyes sent her back into time. 
“I'll try my best.” 

Grace rushed back to the lady at the reception. “What is the doctor's
name?” “Dr. Logan Bishop. He was the only one available” 

Tears came into Grace's eyes. She turned to see the surgery room bulb
light up. The operation had started. 

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