Rebirth

“ I am sorry, we tried our best!” said the Doctor and disappeared down the corridor.’Birth and Rebirth are two sides of the same coin’ declared a banner on the walls. Tears streaming down Mr. Gupta’s face.
On the hospital bed was what remained of his son.
“Had I not bought him the motorcycle, he would have been alive today!” Mr. Gupta said between sobs.
He collapsed on the floor, not sure what to do next.
A sharp jab in his back made him wince.
It was a young girl holding a cane.
“Why are you blocking my way?” she asked.
The girl was wearing a patient’s gown.
He stared at her for a few minutes.
“I am sorry,” he said and got up. He let the girl pass.
Mr. Gupta looked at his son for a second, then went to the Doctor and said, “I want to donate my son’s organs. He would have wanted it.”