Tumbleweeds ...24th Update.. Pg 45 - Page 11

Originally posted by: piya_10

another superb ep..... hav read a few incidents about ppl having such visions when they r in coma U crafted it really well to show Arch's journey to the other world which got aborted ryt at the nick of tym. Waiting for the nxt ep Prince Charming aka doc's arrival.

OMG skepy....what a brilliant analysis of unconcious mind,as they say mind never rests and this explanation has left me spellbound.......

The Musings of the Mind ----- 2

He drove into the garage and got out of his car. Closing the shutters, he turned to unlock the door to his home. He entered and hung his coat in the closet. He ruefully shut his eyes for he had forgotten to collect his mail from the mailbox outside. He opened the door once again and retrieved his mail.

He quickly scanned the envelopes and grimaced when he didn't find the one he was expecting. He was eager to know whether his theory on microsurgery of the spine would be accepted and he would be invited to read his papers to a panel of renowned doctors. He had worked hard for this and had backed it up by some very intrinsic surgeries that had succeeded. Dr Fennerton, a neurosurgeon, had been a great support and had guided him as well. It was a kind of marriage between orthopaedics and neurology. Manav gave a lopsided smile at that thought.

His shoulders hurt after a tough day at work. A man had suffered spinal injury caused by falling off a ladder. It had almost taken away all of Manav's energies but the operation was good and the patient was stable and hence recovering.

He loosened his tie as he went to his bedroom. What he needed was a hot shower to untwist all the muscle knots in his body. He stepped into the shower cubicle. The hot water sluiced down his shoulders and he stretched and turned from side to side. He took his time over his bath, winding down as much as he could. Feeling relaxed at last, he turned off the shower and got into his towelling robe. He saw his face in the mirror with his wet hair plastered to his head. He needed a hair cut …….and he promised himself he'd do it as soon as he got the time.

In the bedroom, he switched on the reading lamp near his bed. He had some catching up to do on his reading and decided to do that before dinner. Hardly had he lain on the bed than his lashes came down to close his eyes.

There was a deafening roar. He didn't understand from where the darkness arose. A huge dark hulk was making his way to her. She gasped as she was startled. She tried to go to her swan-boat but it had disappeared. She turned but the monster had got his tentacles into her. She resisted.

"No……," she moaned, her soft fingers clutching him.

"Nothing's going to happen ……" he reassured her.

"No …… no ……," she whispered as she buried her head in his chest. The strength in her fingers ebbing and loosening.

He held on as strong as he could. The dark thing was encircling them, almost smothering ……….

He opened his eyes with a start. His heart was beating fast as if he had run a mile. He turned his head and saw that his file had slipped from his hands as he had fallen into a disturbed sleep. He got up and padded his way to the kitchen. He needed to eat his dinner. His mother was right. If you go to bed on an empty stomach, the monsters come to get you. He almost laughed. He took out a microwave dinner from the refrigerator and began to heat it. He dished it out and took a few spoonfuls. Ah …. That felt better. He reached for the phone. He dialled his kid brother.

"Hello kiddo," he said.

"Dada," said Sachin, his voice sounded tense.

"What's the matter?"

"I ….I," came the reply

"Yes, where are you and what's wrong?"

"I am at the hospital."

"Hospital? What on earth for?"

"It's Archana, she's in a bad way. The doctors are trying to resuscitate her."

"Sachin, go home……there's no need for you to be there," Manav started to advise.

"Just stop it, dada," Sachin could barely whisper into the phone. "How can you be so unfeeling?"

"That girl is no concern of yours…."

The phone went dead on the other side. His brother had hung up on him. A quiver of anger went through Manav. When was Sachin going to stop this charade? Damn … Damn …. Damn!

He had a preparation to do tomorrow and he wanted a clear mind. He had had enough of swans, mists and damsels in distress ………………

He finished reading his file. He yawned. It was time to hit the sack. He got up from his chair when the phone rang. Was this his brother? Was he going to apologise?

"Hello?"

"Manav……Tarun here."

"Arre Tarun, how is your new clinic? I wish I had been there for ….."

"Manav, I am at the hospital with Sachin."

"With Sachin! He's really crazy! He's got you to go to that hospital?"

"That girl, Manav…..she's dying……it's touch and go."

"I can't do anything from here, speak to the doctors there."

Tarun explained what had happened and why the girl was slipping away.

"Dr Raikar was our professor and you his blue eyed boy ….. talk to him Manav. You have the latest theories at your fingertips. A little bit of your touch could make a difference."

Sachin kept his fingers crossed. He knew how good his brother was at his work. This was a last ditch effort.

Manav spoke to Dr Raikar. Both of them discussed the case and decided upon the optimum levels at which the life saving drugs should be administered. There was a slight difference of opinion but Dr Raikar knew how diligent he student was and took his advice.

"Sir I am here for another five hours at home. Call me if you need me."

"I will. And good luck with your papers."

"Thank you, Sir."

Sachin asked Tarun what the verdict was.

"Speak to your brother," said Tarun.

Sachin picked up the phone and asked his brother.

"If she survives the next twelve hours, she will be out of the woods."

"What is to be done until then?"

"Pray."

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Wowwwwwwww skep...its just getting better and better....keep it up

another amazing episode Skepi, quite interesting...... the way u connected Archana nd Manav through their dreams.......keep going dear.

wow this one is simply amazing skeppie. Please do me a favour and just go ahead and write write and write your wonderful beautifully narrated stories and get them PUBLISHED for god's sake!!!! You deserve a much much wider readership my dearest.

Ah Paddy ........

hi Skep(can i call u dat?),

i've been reading ur story from quite some time but this is the first time im commenting...i really dont have words Skep..u r just truly AMAZING👏👏👏.....The last part where u extraordinarily explained the struggle of a human mind fighting between life and death and today the way u connected the leads in dreams is simply WOW....Are u a writer or u just do it as some hobby? if its just ur interest then i advice u to consider it seriously and do something so that it reaches much wider audience...u deserve more than this applause Skep..u r gifted i say😃...

⭐️⭐️⭐️....from my side...waiting for the next part...

Skeptical excellent imagery 👏

Oh skeppy, what to say... this was genius... you are an artist- you really are!!!