A really small Shraman OS. I hope you all like it. Something to cheer us up. All comments and criticism welcome !
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Shravan Malhotra stood in the lobby of the hospital, still debating if he should go upstairs where everyone else was. Sumo would be there and he did not want to see her face. Let alone see her, he did not want to be in the same vicinty as she was. It had all happened very fast. She had accepted PCT papers from Adithya, he had gone to PCT, given her a piece of his mind and walked away. All these years of friendship and love at least from his side were over. Just when he got home, his father had come running from the court.
"Shravan, jaldi hospital chalo, Tiwari ji ko phir se attack hua hai, abhi hospital mein hain"
Shravan did not even blink. He left with his father immediately, Tiwari ji meant a lot to him as well.
When they reached, Sumo had gone to meet the doctor, so he did not see her. That was exactly what he wanted. He looked at Naanu from the small glass opening on the door of the ICU and went down as fast as he could.
It had been a few hours since this happened. He was still torn between going upstairs and staying in the lobby.
Thats when Adithya had come. So, there is someone to console Sumo, he though sarcastically.
"They are upstairs" Shravan said even before Adithya asked him and walked away.
He felt his phone vibrate. It was Poorna, their friend from school.
Why was she calling him ?
"Hello Poorna"
"Hello Shravan, tum Sumo ke saath ho kya ?"
"Kyon ?"
"Nahi woh actually Preethi ko wish karne ke liye call kar rahi thi,to usne bhi call answer nahi kiya aur Sumo ne bhi nahi. Maine socha tumhe call kar loon, shayad sab ek saath thayariyan kar rahe ho"
"Poorna, woh Naanu ki tabeeyat karab hai isliye hum sab hospital mein hain"
"Oh my God, kya hua ?"
"Second heart attack, ek hafte mein"
"Sab teek ho jayega, don't worry, Sumo teek to hai na ? "
"Haan" he said feebly
"Woh bohout strong hai par kabhi toot jaathi hai to bohout din lagte hain. Uska khayal rakna, pichle baar to main thi uske saath"
"Pichle baar ?"
"Oh haan ! Tumhe pata nahi hoga, correct. Tumhare London jaane ke baad hua tha. Pure che mahine kisi se dang ki baat tak nahi ki usne. Koi poochta to jawab deti. Muh kholti to bas ye bolne ke liye ki Shravan ye karta tha, yeh kehta tha ... Main bhi kab ki baat lekar bhait gayi. Jab koi chance mile to Sumo se baat kara dena mera"
"Ok Poorna. Bye"
Shravan was stunned. Why hadn't he known ? Why hadn't she told him ? What could have changed suddenly ? He went upstairs finally. Sumo was sitting on a chair, the chair to her right was empty. Adithya was standing there trying to console her.
"Please Adithya, main teek hoon, mujhe thodi der ke liye akhela chod do" she said and he moved away.
Her white kurta was still wet just like her hair. She was totally broken. He could see it now.
He slowly walked and sat on the chair next to her. She didnot look up, but he could sense the pain. He took her right hand in his left. She didnot object but suddenly she withdrew her hand and leaned on his shoulder instead.
Shravan then wrapped his hand over her shoulder giving her space. She was looking at the bandaid on his hand.
"Shravan, tumhara haat, bohout dard ho raha hai ?"
"Nahi, bilkul nahi, ab shayad mujhe kabhi bhi dard nahi hoga our na hi main tumhe dard hone doonga" he said, wiping off her tears which had finally started flowing when she had seen his hand.