NOT WITHOUT YOU *prem and mukti*ff *prologue updt*

NOVEMBER Voices. Somewhere in d daRk. Watery voices. ''...lost all memory. Doesnt speak... ...could b temporary? Couldnt it?... ...opened his eyes twice n spoke. Dint knw a damn thing. Doctor says it happens sometimes aftr severe trauma... ...has to remembr...has to recover...oh God, wat if he doesnt? ...Forget it. We could never be dat lucky...'' The first truly conscious thought dat zinged across his brain was: '' i'm in agony! Absolutely everythng hurt.'' Taking d slightest breath crippled his lungs. He eyes opened before he bade them to. The room was white, sterile. For a moment he lay still in cmplete bafflement, not even recognizing d woman standing at d window staring blankly into the dark night beyond. In disbelief he thought, ''i'm in hospital''. She suddenly glanced his way and swept in a startled breath. He merely stared at her. She was familiar...She was... MY WIFE.. For the life of him he cudnt remembr her name. Nor he realized with more curiosity than alarm, could he remember his own. ''Prem?'' she said tentatively. PREM BASU. THIRTY YEAR OLD. HEAD OF BASU INDUSTRIES. SON OF ANURAG AND PRERNA BASU. GRANDSON OF MALOY BASU...WHO HAS THE MOST GENIUS IN REAL ESTATE INDUSTRIES... HE OWNED ONE PRIVATE HOSPITAL, SANJIVANI HOSPITAL, WHICH WAS UNDOUBTEDLY WHERE HIS GRANDSON LAY RIGHT NOW. ''Prem?'' she said again, lines of concern narrowing across her fine brows. he could barely sound. She considered him for several moments..thn stepped closer to d bed. Her skin was soft, clean nd imminently touchable. His wife? couldnt be. she tried calling him. nd he wantd to reply bt he was too tired to respond. his body was not in synchronization wid his bRain.. d nurse came nd checkd his vitals. His ''wife'' walked toward d windows again. But was she really his wife? she seemed so reserved n removed.

Maybe it was just wishful thinking on his part to believe that this woman could be his.
But he KNEW her. They wer involved in some kind of relationship, or she woudnt be here in the first plabe. He just couldnt recall her name. He struggled, but the effort to remembr grew more painful the harder he tried. Somewhere outside his vision he heard a hum--- a distant sound dat filled his head and gradually grew louder and louder. His eyes closed despite his attempts to keep them open, and he thought about rocking gently on soft waves.
The second time he awakened, he breathed deeply, then groaned as pain burst across his rib cage once again. He blinked rapidly several times. The woman no longer waited at d window.
MUKTI...
There it was. So simple. But he'd been unable to think of it while she'd been here.
SHE IS MY WIFE.
He realizd his left arm was in cast... most of his body was in bandage. He realized he wasnt paralyzd. atleast it dint seem so.
However watever he'd done, he'd done it big time.
He rememberd hazily that d doctor had come nd examined him..bt he was nt completely conscious.. Mukti had hovered around, he could hear her voice. bt her tone was flat, nd he had d sense that he was missing vital information.
I'm Prem Basu.
he opened his mouth nd tried to say d same bt his lips were cracked. He tried again nd this time a huffing ''ugh'' escaped frm his throat. Better. Things appeared operational evn if they werent xactly running at capacity. He could feel exhaustion enveloping him bt he needed to stay awake. He needed to be alert and ready. bt ready for wat? he wondered, realizng that d anxious feelng had come frm sumwhre in his subconscious. but prem sank into deep slumber once again..
The third time he resurfaced, he pulled nd thrashed nd strained until he was awake nd there she was. His wife.

Mukti Deshmukh Basu. Standing at d foot of his bed and gazing at him with mixed emotions, which he sensed had something to do with d events that had brought him here in this hospital in d 1st place. He cleared his throat. She straightened abruptly surprised. She looked as if she were going to a funeral. For reasons he dint want to explore too deeply he felt he dint deserve her. ''hello'' he managed to say though his voice sounded rough nd scratchy as if frm disuse..Instantly a shadow crossed her face and prem remembered wid dampened hopes tht she doesnt like him thats it for today.. if i get nice reviews i mite update sum mre...