Un homme se rend à l’hôpital pour un bilan de santé – Le médecin regarde sa radiographie et murmure : « Je suis désolé »

As Rohan lay on the chilly hospital bed, ringed by doctors with serious expressions, his life started replaying in his mind. He had never thought this day would come. He was a simple man from the lively city of Nagpur, India. Born into a farming family, his childhood was as common as the next person’s. He could recall being a dreamy-eyed kid, convinced that one day, his name would be on everyone’s lips. Yet, he never imagined it would be a hospital visit to put him on that path…

His heart was filled with pure joy and a burning desire to stand out…to be special. But life, it seemed, had other plans. His distinguishing feature was a slightly bulging belly, an odd yet harmless trait that didn’t affect his life much. It neither interfered with his play nor caused him any physical pain.

His family brushed it off, assuming it to be a unique feature of his body, a soft curve that added character to his lean build. This minor protrusion…it was a strange quirk, a distinct trait that made Rohan…well, Rohan.