Sorry for the long wait!! I had my last few days of school this week so I wanted to relish it by not doing hard work. LOL. Part 5 below!! So here it is! Oh and I'd like to dedicate this to my SSAB (Sister.Switched.At.Birth) Sonam (Sonam-IPKKND). You put up with my constant spamming on your testi with Shahid AVIS :) I love youuu . And so does Shahid ;)
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Shattered- Part 5
"Why don't we get started," the Dr. Kapoor said interrupting the moment. Damn! I could stare at those hazel eyes all day long... woah woah wait. Why was I thinking like this? My husband just left me and I'm already thinking about another man.
"Ok," he said. Sitting down. I sat in the chair next to him. He was staring at me. Why the hell was he staring at me? Do I have something on my face? I quickly wiped my lips and eyes just to make sure. No..no I don't. Whatever, best I ignore it.
"Why don't we start with you Anjali. Would you like to share your story?" Dr. Kapoor said.
"Uhm. sure," I said wiping my palms on my saree. This is where the judging would start. And then I blurt it all out. Every single detail came out. The pain and the hurt flooded back in. Maybe therapy wasn't such a good idea. I felt tears in my eyes. When I was done I looked at him again. His eyes showed something I had never seen in Shyam's eyes. His eyes showed that he cared. That he understood me.
"Don't cry for that bas***d. He doesn't deserve you tears. I'm so sorry he did this to you because I'm sure you don't deserve it," he said looking deep into my eyes.
"Thank you for being strong and sharing that with us Ms. Raizada," Dr. Kapoor said. "Now, Sameer, would you like to share your story? I saw him look down avoiding eye contact.
"Ok, let me start. My wife she..she died of severe coronary artery disease. She only had a few weeks left to live if she didn't get a heart transplant. But luckily, she was first in line for a heart transplant. We were supposed to get it a few days before she died. But then, we were denied it because the hospital said someone else needed it before she did. I argued, yelled at and explained to the hospital board all night long that she needed it desperately and she deserved it. They wouldn't give in saying they could do nothing anymore. My wife, she then died in 2 days. I couldn't believe that someone would just come in and say they needed it more and the hospital would just allow it. So I did a little research. I had a friend who had contacts with the hospital board. She cozyed up to them and they eventually told her that my wife actually needed it more despertley than the person who got it instead of her. It was the just the fact that they paid the hospital about 3 lakh for that heart transplant. Of course, they couldn't ignore 3 lakh so they gave them the heart transplant and completely ignore the state that my wife was in. I decided to sue. And after a long, grueling 3 months of trial, we...we lost. The hospital just had to much power against us. I had invested everything in this lawsuit and I lost it all. I didn't have a job at the moment and I was over my head with debt. I had lost everything, my wife, job, money, and house. But now, now I'm starting to pick myself up on my own two feet again. I found a job and rented a small studio apartment. It feels good to be up on my feet again but the pain of the past will never go away," he finally finished.
That was him? I had seen him on the news, some big lawsuit filed against the hospital. I hadn't known much about it but I saw it and it broke my heart. But I felt guilty. If.. if I had needed that heart, Chotte would have paid all the money in the WORLD to get it for me. No matter what the cost.
The pain of the past will never go away... the pain of the past will never go away. It repeated in my mind. I would have to remember that one.
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