The clock was ticking. My heart rate was also increasing with the ticking of the clock. Soon I was to undergo bypass surgery. My whole body looked like a marble sculpture having been shaved. I was devastated from the inside. Least these are final hours of my life. I was feeling thirsty but was not allowed to eat or drink anything since last night. There came a stretcher. I was dressed in the hospital gown. Now I could listen to my heart thumping fast with fear. Even my breathing was very fast. My wife and children were walking with my stretcher.