Ashu's pov
"Didn't you know she was pregnant?"
My overactive brain had come up with multiple diagnoses including a brain aneurysm. This however was not one of them.
I look up at Dr Sharma with stunned eyes.
"Clearly, you did not. Ashutosh, both of us know that pregnancy is not a disease. You are free to live a normal life. However, it does require certain lifestyle adjustments. What the hell was Nidhi thinking?"
Her stinging words have the blood rushing to my face. I have no answer though. What do I tell her? How do I tell her why I did not know? I did not know the answer to that myself. Why?
"Tell me, Ashutosh! Was the child not wanted?"
My body stiffens for a moment before my shoulders slump in defeat. I just shake my head numbly.
"I have no desire to poke my nose into your personal affairs but both of you are doctors. Who better than you to know the value of life? All I can say is i am shocked by your stupidity! I am sorry to be so harsh, Ashutosh, but you have left me with no choice. There are people out there who long for this blessing. But clearly neither of you cared!"
I try to shake my head again but she puts her hand up.
"I have not known Nidhi for long but I have known you since you first joined this hospital! All I can say is I am very disappointed in you, Ashutosh. You did not even know your wife was pregnant. And you did not care enough to ensure your child's safety!"
Suddenly the horror of what she was saying sinks in. She speaks continuously in the past tense while referring to the baby. In our foolishness, we had lost a precious life, a life that would have been the embodiment of our mutual love!
Tears start coursing down my cheeks and I actually start sobbing. I can't believe I am breaking down like this in a professional environment, right in front of one of my senior colleagues. I, who had delivered the news of a passing to so many waiting relatives, am unable to handle my grief today.
I slump down on the chair outside the ICU. Dr Sharma sits down next to me.
"Gather yourself together, Ashutosh. Who will handle Nidhi when she regains consciousness? She needs your support and love most right now!"
I draw a deep breath and incline my head.
"I know, Doctor Sharma! She needs me most now!"
"And for the next seven months and then for the next eighteen years after that too!"
I look at her uncomprehendingly.
"Well, I think she must be close to about ten weeks pregnant. So we have another seven months to go before the baby is born. And then the next eighteen years till he or she grows into adulthood!"
I can't believe my ears. Did this mean the baby was alright? That our blessing was still within our grasp? I look at her with hope in my eyes.
"What did you think?"
"You were speaking in the past tense!"
"Well, grammar was never my strong point even in school!"
"Dr Sharma?"
"My dear Dr Ashutosh, you needed a stinging slap to bring you to your senses. I can't bear to hit my favourite colleague. So I opted for shock treatment instead!"
I hug her tight and kiss her on her cheek.
"I am not accepting all this in lieu of my fees. My invoice will reach your table!"
"Ask me for anything and it is yours, Dr Sharma!"
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, I am!"
"Then make sure the smile on the face of that girl in there never slips. I don't know what your problems are but I have noticed that she is not what she was. Not that you look any better! It was touch and go this time, AShutosh...she has clearly not been eating or sleeping...and she has been overworking as well. That is another life that she carries within her, dammit. A life entrusted to her care by Nature. And by virtue of being her husband and the father of that child, both of them are your responsibility! You have no business messing with your responsibility!"
I have no answers of course!
"Why do you young people persist in messing your lives this way? Whatever, just make sure you take precious care of her. The whole world can see how crazy you are about each other. I don't understand why the two of you can't?"
I shake my head vigorously.
"Do you think I can see her now?"
"Why don't you wait a couple of days?"
My face falls and she laughs.
"Go, you idiot!"
I hug her again and rush into the ICU, even as I hear her laughing behind my back.
Nidhi looks so pale and lost, lying on that bed, hooked on to the cardiac monitor and with the IV hooked into her.
I go and sit next to her and stroke her head gently.
She opens her eyes and looks at me.
I can see love, fear, anger and some other nameless emotion!
Her body stiffens and she makes to move away.
I hold her hand tight and turn her face towards me.
I know my tone is accusing but I am not able to help it.
"Why did you not tell me?"
Edited by Sujatha.rao - 12 years ago