"betrayed..... ???" Muskaan took a deep sigh guaging his anguish through his present state of dementia...
puzzled to see Muskaan unusually sad Anjali prepared to query the reason ....
"It must be his undying love for her that keeps him going ...." Muskaan continued in a muse
Anjali's curiosity turned into worry "Muski??? do you care to tell me what and who you're talking about??? coz as far as I can think,this has nothing to do with Rahul...you've only just met him briefly at a couple of parties with me..."
"Anjie....I just can't stop thinking about him ...his eventful merry past seems to have no absolute link to his desolate present...did she not love him enough???..." she frowned in disbelief
"Muskaan!!!... " Anjali yelled breaking her chain of thoughts...
Muskaan ignoring Anjali's annoyance asked "Can you please ask your dad about his story Anjie? I know your dad is treating him..."
"Muskaan ,you must be crazy to be asking me to do this,you know my dad would never agree to divulge any infomation about his patients.....besides that its violation of the data protection act,I cannot break into the patients confidential records just coz you find the story interesting?...you know the first pledge we take is to avoid getting involved with the history and treatment of any patient ..." retorted Anjali leaving Muskaan dejected ...
"Anjie ! we dont know him personally and we havent broken any rules at all,its just his story that makes me wonder if true love does exist... and if everthing happens for a reason,what could have been the reason for him to end up in an isolated room at a rehab unit of the mental health department?..."
"Muski hun,can we please drop this topic right here?.....you better finish your pasty now and lets head back to work...we've only got 10 mins left and I despise taking stretched lunches ..."
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" Wow! congratulations honey ..." exclaimed Anjali in response to the news her hubby shared...
"Anjali! I'm so glad I got the job..." he sounded relieved ...
"of course Atul ,you must be proud of yourself...you had been working so hard for this and I was sure it wudn't go unnoticed..."
"Hmmm...Anjali,it isnt just the promotion I'm happy about... ,I'm happy coz I will soon move to another office and I wouldn't have to see that empty desk everyday... I wish I hadn't invited them ...I wish he had said 'no'... "
"Atul,I know how you feel and I'm helpless with you not sharing his story...I know its painful to recollect disasters but if you do feel you need to share, I'm always there..."
"Thanks Anjali, love you ..."
Anjali replaced the reciever to its cradle and slipped into deep thought about this myterious friend Atul wasn't comfortable talking about....she looked out of the window adjacent to her desk and said a little prayer for the him. Muskaan finds her facing the window with hands folded in plea..."Anjie ,are you ok???..."
"Muskaan...!" she turns around to see a thick folder placed on her desk
"here ,have a look ...I' 'll be waiting for your reaction..." said Muskaan and walked back to her desk while Anjali's eyes read
Hopital no.: 102331
Name: Armaan Malik
DOB: 9 Dec 1977
Consultant:Dr.Shashank Gupta
Location :Lilacs ward...Room 17
Tolworth Hospital ,Surrey.. UK
[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jz3xFJhwqZ4[/YOUTUBE]
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Part One:
Turning the ignition off after parking his car securely in the restricted parking bay ,Atul looked up at the sign directing towards 'Lilacs ward' ..letting out a grieving sigh and collecting his strength he fished for change to feed the parking meter... his phone vibrated indicating an incoming call,looking at the screen flashing the callers name he smiled ironically... "hey Atul congratulations!" said the excited voice at the other end ...
a blunt "thanks" was his reply..."we just found out from Rahul,its great news! when are you treating us ?..any plans of visiting Oxford soon? " the distress in the sombre atmosphere around him wiped away the reason to celebrate ... " Ritu, I appreciate your wishes and efforts, but I'm sorry I just can't be happy this moment...." after a short intentional pause hearing nothing from the other end,Atul asked..." How is she?...any signs of progress? " the question sounded a mere formality... "she's the same Atul...the same dormant soul in a mechanically functional body..." Ritu's frustration was apparent through her tone " she'll be fine ,don't worry! ...she's just popped out to fetch Aaron from playschool,atleast he keeps her busy somehow...." she sounded hopeful for a short second...
"yeh ,I'm sure he does,he is probably the only one she's comfortable with...coz their bond is unconditional..."
his tone spelled remorse in every word he spoke ...knowing not what to say further he tried to wrap it up
"Ritu,I better go now ,thanks for calling and say hi to Chirag from me...bye!"
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"Can you plz get that Muski?...." shouted Anjali from the bathroom...
Anjali and Atul had bought a two bedroom house in a quiet cul de sac on the outskirts of Surrey ...Atul being a true nature lover preferred the countryside to the hustle and bustle of city life...they were happily married for almost a year...
"yeh sure Anjie,are you expecting someone?..." Muskaan rushed to answer the door...
" Hi Muskaan!...what a pleasant surprise..." he greeted cheerfully...
" Hi....Hi Rahul...come on in " she stuttered as he barged in conveniently ...Muskaan was somehow not very pleased to see him this time...
" I hadn't expected to meet you again in the same week Muskaan..., its turning out to be a great day so far...Atul got the job and now I get to see you ...where's Anjie babi? ..." he rattled away ...
"uh...Anjie's just in the shower ...she'll be out soon , make yourself comfortable Rahul.....and I'm sorry I have to leave..." not intending to be rude she thought of making a quick exit before he gets into a happy conversation which she was in no mood of ...
"Muskaan ,am I that boring ? and .....you don't sound too happy,whats wrong?...." he frowned in confusion while Muskaan annoyed with her easily readable expressions pretended to have not heard his last question...
"Hey Rahul!..." Anjali greeted him with a quick hug and turned to Muskaan ..."sorry about her pathetic mood Rahul..she's been like it all day...I even took her shopping ,thinking retail therapy would work best but I was wrong" shaking her head in despair Anjali almost yelled at her bemused look... "I don't seem to understand how a certain case can bother her to this extent?..." Muskaan shot glares at Anjali but she remained heedless...confused with Muskaan's strange cold behavior and Anjali's unclear explanation ,Rahul asked "I've never seen Muskaan this quiet ,what is the matter babi? what case is this? and how is it related to Muskaan?"
Rahul and Muskaan had first met each other at Atuls' birthday party a few months ago,they enjoyed each others company and would always look forward to meeting up again,apart form this once instance....
"I dont know why and how Rahul, I just think she's overeacting to it all..." after her inaffective attempts to stop Anjali ,Muskaan decided to leave ..."Anjie,I think the bus would be here any moment,I better make a move ...I certainly don't plan to freeze myself waiting for the next one ,the buses are not very regular at this time in you area..." she quipped
"I can drop you if you like..." Rahul took his chances
"Its fine Rahul I'll be ok,I'm used to it ...its not very far anyway..." Muskaan gathered her shopping bags and gave Anjali a parting hug...
"Muskaan please ,I insist ,its no trouble at all ,infact I was actually here to see Atul but he just called me when I was almost parked up in the driveway to say he got caught up with something and would be late , so since I was here anyway I thought I might as well say a quick hello to babi and I think I'm done and ready to leave ..."
Rahul was an excessive talker ,he could speak endless without making a clear point in the conversation...
"thanks Rahul ,are you sure you don't want to wait for Atul? I'm sure he 'll be here soon,why dont you both stay, we can all have dinner together..." Anjali tried to ease the pressure in the air...
"sorry Anjie,I have to go,mum will be calling soon ,I havent spoken to her all week..." Anjali couldn't stop her anymore "ok Muski I wont force you if its mum...see you tomorrow and take care hun..."
Anjali and Muskaan had been close friends ever since they rented a flat together .Muskaan's mum had retired and decided to spend the rest of her life in India ...Anjali loved her independance and had moved out of her parents home when she started university ....
"shall we leave Muskaan?" Rahul's anxiety was obvious in the way he spoke...
"Thanks for popping in Rahul,see you soon..." Anjali waved at Muskaan while Rahul was busy placing her shopping bags in the boot ...Muskaan gave her a forced smile as Rahul reversed the car out of the tricky driveway
" see ya babi ,bye!..."
Rahul was half Indian,his mum was English and dad a punjabi, who had married his mum only to attain rights to live in the UK .Rahul had had a bitter childhood ,his mum couldn't cope with being single and his grandparents adopted him to ease her misery.He possesed an Indian streak to his character despite being raised in an English household.
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"Mr Joshi ,if you'd like to wait in the visitors lobby please,its the second room on your right, Mr Malik will join you shortly..." said the courteous receptionist...she must have been new to not recognise a regular visitor known to most staff around there ...
"Thank you " said Atul and walked down the wide empty corridor.The place was clean ,well furnished and highly maintained ...lacked nothing but life.....the walls reflected sorrow and a depressing stench lingered in the air ...
As he passed through the dreary passage to the visitors room ,something caught his attention in the room opposite...it was the patients recreation area rather a gloomy haunted room with an astrayed pool table in a corner and little kitchen on the other ,a few chairs scattered around a huge round table with various activities mounted on top...what intrigued him most was a young girl seated near the single window looking out to the mini garden, gazing at the void sky...she must have been in her early twenties,if not late teens ...a frail ,petite sweet dimpled face shimmered in the dim lit ambience ...Atul decided to approach her as the wait got long and tiresome...
"Hi ,can I join you?..." she jerked out of her absorbed act and replied chirpily
"oh hi!..yeh sure ...be my guest ...do you enjoy watching the emptiness ? " an intinctive smile curved his face with the warm welcome and the spontaneous question...
"yes I do surprisingly... hi, I'm Atul Joshi..."
" I'm Minnie ...just Minnie..."she stammered...
"Hello Minnie, sweet name ...how are you ?" ...Atul cursed himself mentally to have assumed her to be a patient...
" aha!...you might wanna rephrase that question Mr Joshi ,if I knew how well I was I wouldn't be here gazing at the nothingness ..."
"I'm sorry,I didn't mean it that way....." he was both glad and unhappy simultaneously on learning she was indeed a patient there...
" Its ok Mr.Joshi, I can be funny at times, no wonder I'm here ...the fragile world outside couldn't handle a crazy me so here I am.... well lets forget me for now... who are you here to see?...I'm sure you're not a new entrant to this nut house ,and if you are ,you seem a little overdressed for rehab....,haha I'm sorry for being such a nuisance,you must be a visitor right?..." Atul couldn't keep a straight face at her remark on his appearance...
"yes I am Minnie...I'm here to see my friend Ammy....Armaan Malik ??? do you know him? "
"Oh Armaan, yeh I know him,...infact he's now a good friend of mine...we hit it off well ,since the day I was thrown in here....he gives me good competition at star gazing ,but I always beat him somehow..."
"yes I think he's lost a lot in life recently..." he murmered but loud and clear enough to be heard...
"Atul,I dont know what consequences made him land up in a hell like this but what I do know is he doesnt deserve to be here....." ...'she must know him well' he thought
"I know Minnie...he is now everything he never wanted to be...a complete opposite of what he was before...I cannot bear to see him in this state and especially when he isnt at fault..." Atul couldn't help blurt out his fury,somehow he could spill it out this once....Atul had always resricted his feelings when it came to Ammy's incident...he felt nobody could understand what he went through...not even Anjali...
Rahul had always been a good friend enough to share this dreadful reality,but he was mostly unavailable at times of need due to his personal commitments to his family...
"Minnie! will you help me pull him out of his self inflicted suffering ?...Atul couldn't think what made him find that friend in Minnie ,he could somehow confide and share his helplessness with her,may be because she knew how it felt and could relate to Armaan's situation in some way...
" I will champ..." she squeezed his hand gently to reassure .Atul looked at her curiously ...
"what ? you are 'champ' right? Ammy always talks about you and by the way I call him Ammy too..." she grinned
"Great!,so we a team?" Atul couldn't control his delighted emotions initially but looking at Minnie a sudden sorrow hit him " l'm sorry Minnie ,I mean I dont know why you're here but I do sincerely wish to see you out of here soon..." she chuckled at him with unintended sarcasm...
"dont worry champ,I'm in no hurry...I'm happy being here..." she smiled to express her satisfaction...
she was such a mystery Atul thought but his task to get Ammy out was his priority and he gave her peculiar statements a miss...
"thanks Minnie...I better go,Ammy should be here any minute..." he hurried excitedly to see his friend...
"yeh ,go ahead and we'll work something out soon ok ..." she replied promisingly as he paced back to the visitors lobby ...just as he reached the corridor separating the two rooms,he turned around on an instict to ask
" does Ammy ever talk of Riddhima???......"
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"Riddhima!!!...."
the name was a life saving drug for him but unfortunately carried side-effects lethal and life wrecking....
Armaan's eyes beamed with delight as he repeated the name subconsciously ,a sweet persistent smile groomed his pale face at the mention of the one person who meant the world to him...Riddhima was indeed the sole reason he lived for,despite all that happened between them ,his faith in her remained resolute and unshaken...
Atul watched Armaan sink deeper in her thoughts ,his disoriented mind and lethargic body were in desperate need of that one ray of hope...his eyes moistened looking at the state of his once full of life friend...Minnie consoled him while walking out leaving the two to catch up...she tapped Atul's back and did a little 'have faith ' nod on her way out...Atul smiled back at her and requested her to stay while Armaan dragged himself into the room and slumped onto the couch nearby ...struggling with his emotions happy and painful he shut his eyes to put his mind to rest ...
"Minnie,did Armaan ever tell you about the fun we used to have at our workplace? Armaan remember that one night at Leicester square...................."
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sohniye dil nai lagda tere bina...
dil nai lagda tere binaaaaaaa.........
blared the Bhangra beats by Aman Hayer,as Rahul upped the volume on his car stereo hoping it might just cheer her up...Muskaan almost gulped her anger at his absurd attempt.Rahul's hand travelled to the volume control once again,this time to lower it..."I'm sorry Muskaan,I didn't mean to get you vexed,actually this is my mate Ammy's favourite tune and now I think I like it too,so thought u mite???......" his pressured small smile faded away with her perplexed expressions making him all the more impatient to know about the daunting case...."ok since you're not ready to share this big 'case secret' with me and I just played Ammy's song coincidently enough,let me tell you a story,it might make you feel better..." she was already annoyed with his 'not so funny' jokes and now to add to the misery was a story coming up,she knew she had to stop him before its too late,the journey was almost half done and knowing Rahul's 'getting carried away' nature she said "may be another time Rahul,I'm not really up for it today..." Rahul had expected that reply ..."Muskaan ,I don't really know what the case involves but I'm sure its something to do with love,trust me the tale I want to tell is all about it..." Muskaan felt an instant interest rising in her,as Rahul started the narration...
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"Dr.Riddhima ji,oji aapka patient aapse kuch baat karna chahta hai jee..."
said the bubbly sister Lovely peeking into Sanjeevani's senior surgeon Dr.Riddhima Malik's cabin...Riddhima jumped in her chair as she realised her break time was almost over...it was a daily routined exercise for her to drift into the 'missing Armaan' state during her break,she had been doing this for over a year now...Padma was apprehensive of its consequences on her daughters life and future...
Riddhima ,her strong and ambitious little girl was now an aimless,feeble and disillusioned woman...Although she progressed steady in her career,her life was nothing but a reckless bundle of misfortune...
Riddhima was born and raised in Delhi ...she had never seen her dad's face and never did her mum mention him...they lived in the staff quarters provided by Sanjeevani,the hospital where her mum worked as a nurse all her life...Riddhima's life was restricted to Sanjeevani and its surroundings...Padma feared the ruthless world would question Riddhima of her father's existence,hence she avoided any contact with the outsiders ,apart from the Sanjeevani family who respected Padma and never queried her personal life ever...
Riddhima Shashank Gupta was a bright child ,sweet and innocent,her smile would lighten up patients faces when she secretly visited the wards.She worked hard at school and always made her mum proud...she dreamed of being a doctor someday to serve the hospital she believed she owed her life to... and when she finally achieved her life long ambition she felt complete.She commenced her practice as an intern at Sanjeevani and as time passed and she gained experience,the new authorities at Sanjeevani took an important decision on her internship ...
"Lovely jee,mai bas 5 minute me ayi" Riddhima grabbed her lab coat neatly hung on the headrest of her chair and wiped the lone tear stuck in her eye...letting out a distressing sigh she cleared the crease on her kameez,brushing her hair lightly with her fingers she walked out of her cabin trying to recharge the energy her profession demanded...she wished she could rid herself of his haunting memories,every part of the hospital had a story related to him ...the walls, the corridors and the fire escape...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ix-nM4wYd0k
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