***Chapter 9***
Shravan: Ayein doctor saab! Woh iss he room mein hai!
Shravan came back to the room half runing, half limping, just as Prem was about to say....
Mukti pulled her hand out of Prems, as he was to distracted looking angrily at Shravan.
Prem: "I thought i told you i was fine." said Prem, addressing Shravan, in a cold voice as the doctor entered behind the breathless Shravan.
Prem turned his attention towards Mukti who had taken her hand out of his, and was now making sure to keep her distance from him.
Doctor Mehra: Mr. Prem! What's happened here!!!! Whats all this blood? Aup ko kaha gaya tah kai aup bed mai he rehein gai!
The doctor looked shocked and astounded as he saw the patient, who stubbornly refused to look back, and saw all the blood that aloited the boys room.
Doctor: Nurse! We need a Nurse in here fast!!
Prem continued too look at Mukti who had quietly moved a way away from his bedside, and was nervously trying to find something to distracr herself with.
Shravan: Mukti tum aupne bed pai lait jaho, your not okay you need to rest.
Prem's attention turned towards Shravan who walked towards Mukti and taking her by the arm guided her back to her bed.
Prem felt a surge of anger and the impulse to punch Shravan in the face, he controlled this anger with practiced patience and kept his face blank of all emotion.
Shravan slowly helped Mukti into her bed, holding her hand as she weakly got back in bed.
Prem was still staring at Shravans back and wishing that he could get a better look at what he was doing next to Mukti's bed ,for so long, when two nurses hurried in with a wheel chair.
Doctor: Thank god! What took you two so long!
Nurse: We just got out from the surgery in...
Doctor: Okay! Okay! Dont waste time!Patient ne aup ne stitches khole liyai hein!
The two nurses came next to Prems bed, one pushing the wheel chair.
Prem however was still looking at Shravan like he'd like nothing better than to kill him personally. One of the nurses took Prem by the arm in an attempt to make him get into the wheel chair.
Prem: Can you let go of me! Im fine! Leave me alone!
Prem directed his attentin to the two nurses who were beckoning him to go with them. His head pounded like it was going to explode, his heart felt like it was going a hundred miles and hour and he felt to out of breath to to attempt to breathe. Yet he did'nt want to leave Mukti alone, least of all without having his say.
Mukti and Shravan both stopped their whispered conversation of how bad off Prem really was and turned to look at him arguing with the nurses, and the doctor.
Prem: You know what?! Move out of my way i can walk my self!
He was mad now and annoyed for the attention he got that he did'nt want, from the nurses, and for that attention which he wanted but was'nt receiving from Mukti.
Gathering every last ounce of energy he had in him, Prem got out of his bed and walked out the door without once looking back at Mukti.
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Mukti lay in bed wondering everything that had happened so far and trying to recall those words that she and Prem had exchanged, and some which were left without addressing.
Mukti and Prems room was cleaned now, the nurses had given her new clothes to replace her old ones which were inked in Prems blood and had permitted her to wash out her hair and face, since she was feeling considerably better. Her and Prems bedsheets were changed and the blood had been mopped from the tiled flooring.But somehow Mukti could still see the blood there as clearly as if it had never been cleaned. She tried not to think about things that caused her such distress but tried to concentrate on the matter at hand, finding out how she was going to ask for her own hospital room.
Shravan had gone home to call Prena and the Bajaj and Basu household and inform them that Prem had to be taken to get his stitches done re-stitched, in THREE places. So he rushed off leaving Mukti with her problems, and in a room which frightened her with blood that was'nt there and a boy who was suppose to be back with his newly done stitches any time now.
Prerna: Mukti!
Prena came hurrying to Mukti, who was sitting on her bed arms aound her knees and in deep thought.She hugged Mukti just as Anurag, Sneha, Kasak, Shravan,Mohini dadi,and Sampata all showed up behind her and filed into the room.
Prerna: Kas si ho Mukti?
Prerna finished hugging Mukti and stepped back, with tears in her eyes, to look at her daughters face. Mukti looked as beautiful as ever but now the beauty was somehow overshadowed with a child like nervousness that she had not been caught without since she had been raped.
Mukti: choti maa mai teehk hoon. Ore ye aup ro na bandh ki jee yein. Im absolutely fine now. There's nothing to worry about.
Prerna(thinking): tujh he toe khudh nehi patah kai tu kitni dardh mai hai Mukti.
Sneha and Kasak each came to different sides of Mukti's bed and sat down.
Kasak: Mukti i...you...how are you feeling now?Kas si tabiyaat hai aubh?
Sneha: Kasak tum daikh na daikh tai daikh tai Mukti humari ankhone ke sam nai teehk ho jay yai gi!
Both Kasak and Sneha tried to keep their voices even and tried not to start crying, so as not to make Mukti suspicious of her true condition. But to no avail both girls broke out crying and hugged Mukti , at the same time.
Mukti:Sneha Kasak?Yai tum lokone ko kya ho gayah hai??Ma toe bilkull teehk hoon. Aup koe toe Prem ke liyai paraishan ho na chahiye, doctors ka kanah hai ke Prem ne aup nai stitches teene(3) jagone mai khole liyein hein.
The two girls let go of Mukti, wiping away thier tears,and tried to stay in character.
Anurag:Jantaih hein hum Shravan nai hum mai sabh kuch batah diyah hai.
Anurag tried to hide his disappointment in his sons actions. He was thoroughly saddened to see that his son, somewhere along the line, had become a threat to his own self and an enemy of his own life. He worried for Prem constantly but could never understand the reasons behind his actions nor confront Prem of the rashness of his decissions.
Mohini dadi: Ore kitni Kasautian sai goozer na parai gah humai?Pa lai Mukti ke saat...ore augh Prem bhi.
Mohini wiped her tears and smiled at Mukti kndly, and walking up to her ,kissed her gently on the forhead.
Prerna: Baghwan mai rai betai ko kuch na hoi.
Prerna was now crying silently, thinking of the pain her son was in now, and about that pain that he would have to go through.
Sampata consoled Prerna kindly and said in a sweet and understanding voice: Prerna Prem ko kuch nehi hoi gah. He'll be okay, you'll see.
Prerna smiled at Sampata ,through teary eyes, kindly.
Prerna: ma jaanti hoon Prem ko kuch nehi hoi gah, sabh kuch toe palai kah ho chuka hai oos ke saat....aub kya baaki raha hai jo merai baitai ko seh nai gah...
Prerna broke down in tears and muffled sobs.
Prem: Mother India why is it that whenever i come near you people i feel like i've entered a t.v serial? Aup ko daikha toe ankone mai ansoon khudh koe daikh khoon to hatone pai paatiyan.
Everyone looked in the door way to see Prem,in his new bandages and hospital clothing, smiling sheepishly at then through a grin that seemed more for formality, since Prem never made it a habit to smile out of habit.
None of them had seen Prem post the accident, so it was their turn to be shocked now. The room fell silent. To those who were seeing the bruised up Prem for the first time they thought he looked like hell, but those who had seen him without the new stitches could tell he looked even worse than he did before. They tried to hide the shock but it seemed nonseemable at this point, the silence had went on for several moments now.
Prem:What.....who did yoou think it was Johnny Depp? Moo toe bandh kar loe.
Everyone was somewhat consoled by seeing Prem react so indifferently to the pain which terrified them all so thoroughly.It was good comfort to see that Prems old taunting and joking self was back to replace the Prem that they had been accustomed to seeing asleep in his bed and kept under drugs.
Prerna, suddenly realising what she was hearing wipied her eyes and looked up in surprise, and rushing to Prem hugged him sadly. She took his face into her hands, trying to recall the innocence of his childhood, but the face she saw now was one of a son which she had learned to love and a son which had no connection with the Prem she had imagined she would raise. She loved him for all his mistakes and his faults, he had grown on her more than the children which she had raised for over twenty years, so much so that it hurt her to imagine a day without her son Prem with her.
Prem smiled back but only a flicker of a smile, he tried not to let his emotions slip through again but stayed in complete character this time.
Prem: Mother India if you dont mind , my leg hurts from standing for so long, so agar ijazat ho toe ma aup ne bed mai lait jahoon kya?
Prerna quickly moved away from Prem, as he difficultl made his way to his bed on his crutches.
He slowly sat down on his bed, pladcing his crutches against the table next to his bed.
Shravan came up and made to take the crutches and put them somewhere sufficient, but he was stopped by Prems firm hold on his hand.
Prem: aubh tum yahan kya kar rehai ho?How come your here i said i was okay!
Thinking that Prem was referring to the whole group in general, as appose to Shravan in particular, Mohini dadi spoke up.
Mohini dadi: Haan.Prem ore Mukti koe aram ki zarrorat chahiye achah ho gah kai hum subh a kar oon sai milein.
No one realising Prems sudden hostility towards Shravan, not even Shravan himself, they all agreed to leave Prem and Mukti to their peace and quiet momentarily.
Anurag: Prem kas sai ho abh?
Prem: sabh ko alag alag bata na ho go kya?
He asked this question play fully so as not to hurt his fathers, who was so obviously disturbed by his sons accident, feelings.
Sneha and Kasak each came to Prem bed and both took turns apologising for the way that they had treated him after Mukti's rape.
Sneha: Prem ma jaan gai hoon ke mai rai ore Mukti kai saat jo kuch bhi hua oos mai tum hari koi galati nehi hai. Galati toe mai rai takdeer ki tih ke mujh hai a sa pati mila jo na pyar ka matlaab jaan saka or na hie insaaniyat ka.
Prem tried to speak, but he was never good with words, so afraid that he might say the wrong thing he kept quiet.
Sneha: kuch bhi ka nai ki zarrorat nehi hai ma samajh gai hoon ke tum hai mai ri baat samajh a gaih hai.
Kasak: Prem bhaiya galati mai ri bhi tih..i had no right to judge you this did'nt concern me and when i found out ke aup hospital mai hai so(100) khayal mai rai maan mai ay yaih..mujh hai toe yai bhi nehi yaad tah kai ma nai akhri baar aup sai kaab baat ki...
Both Sneha and Kasak hugged Prem, tears rolling down their eyes.
Prem: Hey!..a..aup loke kya...what are you guys doing?!
Sneha and Kasak immediately backed off, and looked concernedly at their brother.
Sneha: Prem tum mai lagih toe nai?
Sneha looked so concerned that Prem did'nt have the heart to tell her that he had just wanted them to stop hugging him so he played along.
Prem: haan woe doctor nai abhi stitches kiyai hain na...a....thats why.
Anurag, Sanpata and Mohini dadi smiled seeing the children so distraught in each others problems, and worried for the others well being. They really felt like they had acccomplished a good upbringing for their children.
Anurag: Prem hum kaal tum sai milnai ayeingai. Aubh tum yahan aup ni banoe kai saat batoh. Shravan kaal tum dischrage bhi ho jaho gaih na?Hum saab kaal hee ayein gaih aup se milnai.
Anurag, Sampata and Mohini dadi, after personally saying their goodbyes to Prem and Mukti each, left along with Shravan, who they took to his room on thier way out.
Okay you guys im SO SO TRULY REALLY VERY SORRY that i have'nt updated in like AGES!!!!!I'v been keeping myself busy watching old Kasauti episodes(ones with MB 😳 )and making galleries of PM 😳 Also i'v made my own MSN e-mail and i made a facebook and i have like 100 something pictures of Manoj and Tina on it! I'll probably update irregularly from now on since i dont come to india forums much anymore so im sorry in advance for that! 😭
ALSO SOMEONE'S BEEN PLAGERISING MY FANFIC, COPYING AND PASTING IT ON OTHER FORUMS AND SAYING ITS THEIRS! AND I DONT APPRECIATE IT! IF THIS CARRIES ON IM SORRY BUT I CANT CONTINUE MY FANFICIF! I MEAN I WORK MY BUT OFF AT WRITTING PAGE LONG UPDATES ONLY TO HAVE THEM STOLEN I WISH WE WOULD'NT HAVE PLAGERISM, BUT UNFORTUNATELY WE DO AND IN THIS CASE NOTHING CAN REALLY BE DONE ABOUT IT UNLESS IF THE PERSON WOULD JUST PLEASE STOP PASTING MY WORK AS THEIRS ON OTHER FORUMS, I MEAN IM REALLY FLATTERED, AND TOUCHED BY THE SENTIMENT, BUT LIKE I SAID I DONT APPRECIATE IT. 😭 (btw im not yelling/screaming by writing in caps but i did'nt know how to make out how important this was for you to read, so sorry.) 😳
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