Sid - It's gonna hurt while it heals Pt 38 Pg 106 - Page 57

thank u sooo much for this amzing update. Hate to admit it but Ridzy is really showing me a different side to her but definetely agree that Sid needs to stop this drinking . He has gone far enuf with that. He needs to get a grip and get a hold of himself. This is not our Sid. enuf is enuf.!!!!!!!! pls update soon DJ.🤗

Hey All ...

I will resume with this SS as soon as I finish with the FF

Till then hang in there😳

Originally posted by: miss_cullen

omg!! i forgot about this!!! 😲 DJ! How could you let this happen!! 😡 Now UPDATE!! 😡

Oh God why did I remind her ...😆

First you go and write the comment which you had promised 😈😆

Quick re-cap

Sid is Panchgani. Riddhima finally decides to help Sid search the answers to the questions he is fighting with and comes back to the orphanage.

Ab aage 😆

Part 34

Sid having had a bit too much the previous night sat in his bed holding his head. The splitting headache seemed to be causing enough nausea that he felt he would throw up any instance. The sight of aspirin also seemed to make him sick. Nonetheless he needed to have something. He thought of having some juice which would help replenish the lack of fluid and calm his growling stomach. He buzzed the reception to order some but he was curtly told off that they served none. 'Theek hai jo bhi ho bhej dijiye.' He resigned on his efforts not having much hope from this place.

'Paani hai chalega?'

'Haan chalega.'

A young boy walked in carrying a tall jug of water and placed it on the side table shortly. The sight of plain water was mocking him. He had been getting used to the luxury of nimbu paani being ready for him every morning though he never had it. 'Damn you why are you thinking of it now?' accepting that he had been ungrateful to Riddhima and now the mere thought was depressing him even more. The war of logic started tormenting him 'Why the hell I am feeling so depressed all of a sudden. Is it'.? No it's just another after effect of a hangover nothing else. I guess I should not drink so much. Kal kuch jyaada hi pee gaya main. Pata nahi kaun tha woh jo mujhe yaha leke aaya ' Par this is not done. Damn 'my head hurts.'

Sid hated hangovers. Even though he was a regular drinker, he always preferred walking back home straight. Well not exactly straight but he definitely did not need anyone dropping him back home.

'Mujhe Mumbai aana hi nahi chahiye tha. Actually mujhe kabhi bhi Mumbai nahi aana chahiye tha. Na main kabhi Mumbai aata aur na hi main kabhi.. Damn! Again I am doing it ' I shouldn't have had so much No hangover no depression and no nagging thought of random people who like to barge into my life as per their own wish. I will not let anyone affect me, rule my life, dictate terms to me. It is all because of that why I am where I am. But not anymore. I will live my life just the way I want.'

He wished it was a slow morning but alas that was not the case. He needed to be somewhere. Reluctantly he pulled himself out of the bed and got ready for the day.

Sid coming in for the check-ups had Riddhima up and ready. She waited on the porch waiting for his arrival. She had made all arrangements hoping to give the whole check-up procedure a head start thus later leaving some time free for Sid and her.

Sid was delighted to see everything ready for him on arrival. 'Sheilaji yeh sab kisne kiya?' asked Sid pouring out a glass of water for himself.

'Dr Riddhima ne.' the matron Sheila promptly replied.

'Riddhima!!!' all the delight of having everything ready washed away hearing that name. 'Mera peecha kyu nahi chodti yeh .. damn it?' He swore under his breath gripping the glass tightly. His frustration peeked when his eyes caught the culprit's profile and his grip tightened on the glass in an attempt to reign in his flaring temper.

The intensity of feelings did not take long to have its effects. In a fraction of a second the glass lay shattered on the floor in pieces covered with blood.

The alarmed cry from the matron brought Riddhima rushing to the room.

A quick scan left her gasping. The blood covered hand hit her. 'Sid!!!' Riddhima lunged forward to help. Not wanting to create a scene Sid quickly apologized and bent down to pick up the pieces of glass as if telling all was fine and nobody's services were required.

Sid's apology got the matron to dismiss it as an accident 'Yeh naye glasses kuch theek nahi hai. Itne fat se toot jaate hai. Rukiye main yeh saaf karwa leti hoon. Aap apne zakhm ko bandage karwa lijiye.'

Before Sid could react he found his hand in Riddhima's. Very carefully dabbing off the blood with a big swab of cotton.

Instinct propelled him to shirk his hand away while Riddhima stubbornly held on 'Sid please mujhe bandage karne do.'

She quickly did the first aid and left to gather the children and line them up for Sid to start his check-ups. Waiting around would only irritate him.

The first thing Sid did as soon as Riddhima was out of sight was to call Shashank. He wanted to end this once and for all. Luck did not seem to favor Sid. Shashank was operating so Sid was left to handle this matter on his own.

So if you can't cure it then endure it. His silence and indifference could drive Riddhima up the wall just like her non responsiveness did to him. So it was going to be tit for tat. He decided not give in to any of her provocation. 'Jaane do main yeh sab khud ko affect nahi karne doonga. Usse jo karna hai karne do.'

Knowing his hand was injured Riddhima waited upon Sid while he did the check-ups intermittently trying to do something or the other to help him.

While Sid continued to behave stubborn, not wanting any help. He struggled with every activity due to his injured hand especially taking notes. Writing with an injured hand was a painful activity.

Riddhima stood there watching him try gripping the pen. She flinched at his each attempt. She tried to take charge but her hand got shirked away rudely every time.

Tired of Riddhima's umpteem attempts Sid thought of seeking the matron's help to take notes but this plan also took an immediate beating. 'Aap please Dr Riddhima ki help lijiye.'

'Woh duty pe nahi hai.'

Sid was behaving stubborn and she matched it. 'Main volunteer kar sakti hoon.'

'Dekhiye aap ki problem solve ho gayi. Main chalti hoon mujhe todha kaam hai.'

Left with no choice Sid had to relent.

They finished with all the scheduled children with only the last one remaining-Tamanna.

Tamanna had been observing them for a long time. Sid dictating and Riddhima taking notes. Any further conversation or help from Riddhima not being entertained by Sid. Be it work related or otherwise. So the first question came the moment Sid perched her on the make shift examination table. 'Genie bhaiya aap Riddhima didi se abhi bhi gussa ho?'

'Nahi' he plainly replied.

'Toh phir aap baat kyu nahi kar rahe hai.'

It was a question asked in innocence He could hold it against a small child. He rolled his eyes and 'Main busy hoon isiliye Tamanna.'

'Par woh toh aap ki help kar rahi hai.'

'Tamanna ..main kisi se naraaz nahi hoon.'

'Par main aap se bahoot naraaz hoon. Pichili baar bhi aap Riddhima didi ke saath nahi aaye. Aap ko maloom hai kitni sad thi woh. Maine bataya na kal aapko.'

'Haan ..ab chalo lait jao mujhe aapka check up karna hai.'

'Nahi pehle aap mere sawal ka jawab do'

'Tamanna!!!' warned Sid.

'Tamanna Sid ko examine karne do phir tum baate kar lena.' coaxed Riddhima.

The minute the examination got done lunch was announced saving Sid of any further questiona at least in front of Riddhima. Tamanna dragged Sid with her to the lunch table.

Here too Sid struggled with the spoon for some time. He switched to eating with his left hand the minute he saw Riddhima approaching his table. Unaccustomed to eating with his left hand he had spilled more and ate less. Riddhima wanted to help him but knew he would prefer walking away hungry than eat with her help. But later seeing him struggle with cleaning the stain off his shirt later had Riddhima go across to help him. 'Main kar do' she asked meekly. Sid quietly continued with the task. 'Natak.'

'Sid karne do mujhe please.' Sid announced his displeasure, throwing the napkin aside.

'Sid tum aise kyu behave kar rahe ho. Main toh sirf tumhari help karne ki koshish kar rahi hoon. Tamanna par bhi gussa ho gaye. Yeh kya hai Sid? ' His patience limits were getting saturated. He was about to lash out but noticing the kids stop playing to see their argument stopped him.

Knowing Sid it was not going to an easy task but Riddhima persisted. Tamanna too came to her help announcing that if Sid would stay back they could have a small campfire. Sid was not in a mood to endure Riddhima any longer and got the matron's help to dismiss the idea owing to it being a school night. The plan flopped and soon Sid headed to his favorite destination to unwind. Sid chose a decent restaurant cum bar and settled himself at the bar.

When Riddhima reached the guest house after escaping from Tamanna's incessant blabber, the care taker told her that Sid could be found at a nearby restaurant.

Riddhima willed not to let Sid drink this evening. She wanted to put an end to this routine. But she knew her Sid well.

When she reached there, Sid was already through a few drinks. She was not allowing him to drink himself to death this night again. Stopping Sid was not going to help. He would not pay heed to her pleadings. He had not complied earlier nor would he do so that evening. Yet stopping him was necessary.

She confidently strode up to the bar counter and stood at a distance from him taking a quick check of his state.

He looked quiet ok. She wanted to stop him immediately but this was the bratty Sid and she needed to match it so she settled herself in a chair some distance away from Sid. This time being in his complete view.

'Repeat .. Ek black label large Neat' ordered Sid. Tired from dodging Riddhima he sat there resting his head on the bar counter.

'That's your Sir and what would you have Ma'am.'

'The same black label large. Neat' she said trying to sound confident really not knowing what was in store for her.

'Riddhima !!! Why does she have so much of effect on me still that now I have also started hallucinating about her?' Sid dismissed her presence being just a figment of his imagination and continued with what he had been doing.

'Would you prefer some ice?'

'No this is fine.'

Hearing her voice again he looked up this time. He gasped at the sight. She indeed was there. The bar tender placed the order in front of Riddhima suspiciously of the order been placed 'That's a black label large Neat!!!' he repeated trying to drive a point home.

'Yes of course.' accepted Riddhima gulping back her fear.

All Sid's enthusiasm drained. Anger surged seeing her toy with her drink placed in front of her. 'She never drank not even wine or champagne. What is she doing with whiskey, that too a large peg.? 'Oh she intends to stop me by playing this game. Ok let me see for how long she can carry this on?' He was not going to let her rule his life this time.

'Cheers!!!' he toasted mentally raising his glass.

Riddhima gulped back her fear knowing there was no turning back. She had to take her chance.

She too lifted her glass and signalled back. 'Cheers!' trying to sound as enthustic as her possible. Sid took the first sip without losing the eye contact with his nemesis. Even in his buzzed state he could make out the fear in her eyes. It amused him. She had at many occasions stepped out of her beliefs to assure him of her best intentions. He had always rushed to ask her to do otherwise as her comfort was his highest priority. Little did he know then that she was just testing him to see if he fell for her farce. 'Not so easy this time. Not this time. You are not going to win this game Dr Riddhima Gupta.'

As Riddhima brought the glass near her lips the stench of the spirit hit her nostrils repelling her senses. 'How can someone drink this stinking thing?' Her hesitation brought a triumphant smirk on Sid's face. 'Way to go Dr Riddhima Gupta. Bring it on. I am waiting.'

Her eyes were pleading Sid to stop her which tucked Sid's heart. 'No Sid she is doing it again.' His brain reprimanded.

His face displayed a gamut of emotions. He was fighting himself. She hated herself doing this to Sid but somehow she felt happy too. It gave her hope that moment that her actions did affect him but crashed the very next noticing his lips turning up into amused grin.

'So be it. I challenge you to stop me now and I shall stop only when you stop me and you yourself stop drinking.'

She raised the glass again with nervous hand, taking a deep breath not wanting to inhale the disgusting stench and took a sip. It could not be counted as a micro sip. Her tongue felt violated tasting the bitter potent drink. 'Yuck!!!' she barely managed exclaiming aloud but her facial expressions gave her away.

'Oh my my .. so Dr Riddhima Gupta hates the taste. Great. This is going to be an easy victory.'

They both could read each other. Riddhima swirled that drink in her mouth cursing the man who invented this wretched drink. Sid's ever increasing grin turned into a stifled laugh as he made another go at his. Sid was thoroughly enjoying it all. 'Stop this game Sid.'

'Let me see you gulp that down.'

'Ok have it your way.' Riddhima willed and gulped down that excuse for a sip. That potent drink burnt her insides making her choke on it. Her stomach churned.

She was in visible pain which Sid could never be able to handle.

She was waiting for Sid to break down which she hoped would happen before she did under the effect of that wretched drink. She was finding this difficult but she would still endure it if this was the only way and indeed it was going to be.

Unaffected Sid non-chalently picked up his glass, this time making a larger go at his drink. He defied her and waited for her move.

'How can you so unaffected? You were never so. Have you really changed so much. No you cannot. My Sid can never change. He had promised me he wouldn't and my Sid does not break his promises. He is just hiding and if you really want to play this game I will match it. I will not let you win.'

This time she took a real sip. She let the taste settle in, gulping down little by little.

It was an ordeal to see her drinking like this.

'Give up Riddhima before my patience give in.' his heart cried attempting to finish that sip.

'Absolutely not. Not until you stop me yourself and then I shall see how you also continue to behave unaffected continue to drink.'

His insides cringed and instinctively his hand grabbed the glass downing the rest of the drink. No big deal he was used to it.

Shocked by Sid's guts she decided to match this too. Angered, she too made a go at it.

It was too much to handle. It threw her into a violent cough making her spit out more than half the drink back into the glass while choking on the rest of it.

'Thats it.' He could not endure this tirade any longer. All the intoxicating effect washed out in a moment. Jumping off the bar stool he found himself next to Riddhima. Instinctively his hand lifted to try sooth her. 'Sid!!!' his mind reprimanded making him withdraw it immediately. 'Water please.' he called sternly.

The bar tender placed a glass of water in front of Riddhima. Stubbornly still holding on to her drink she looked at Sid trying to gauge his mind and defying him to give up these pretences. 'Be true to yourself Sid. I know you can't handle me in pain. It still pains you and your pain is something I cannot handle. Give in.'

Sid looked away in disgust which prompted Riddhima to make another go at her drink.

The bar tender who was watching this scene also lost his patience. 'Ma'am have some water or at least mix the drink.

'No..I prefer it this way.' she remained firm on her choice.

Wary of a scene getting created Sid drew his wallet and threw his card on the counter 'Bill it.'

'Both Sir' hoping this two warring individual's move out before a showdown.

'No only hers. She is done.'

'I am not done.' Snapped Riddhima.

'Do as I say' said Sid fiercely gritting his teeth.

'I said I am not done.'

She was not going to relent 'Bill both' said Sid snatching the glass from Riddhima's hand.

'Wait.' he set a few thousand's notes on the counter and retrieving his card he stormed out.

Riddhima had won the first battle not the war.

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Awesomee update
i loved the bar scene

continue soon

Woow bro superb update👍🏼

Baar scene was awesome!! U wrote this part very beautifully...both bettamiz & chudail know each other minds very well...but ridhima dranked before na thn she danced even she dranked in ar time too !! Bro ll this ss too end up like ur previous ff ??

nice update...