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"Mr. Abeer Malhotra?" I open my eyes. I just had the wildest nightmare. Meher met with an accident and now she was in the OT, fighting for her life, and doctor came and told me after she was taken to the I.C.U. that there was a mild chance she had lost her eyesight. I'm glad it was all a nightmare. If it were true- "You should come with us." I look around. Hospital. It wasn't a nightmare. It wasn't.
"No! Excuse me!" I hear Nisaar shout from the entrance of the hospital. "I have proof. I have proof that Abeer isn't the one responsible for Meher's accident. In fact, Abeer and Meher, on the day of the accident, didn't have any argument whatsoever. But something happened which could have made Meher try to kill herself. I have proof."
"Please." He says as we proceed to the P.C.R, room. I need to see what could have made Meher this sad and this depressed that she would try to kill herself.
"Hold on." He takes out a pen drive from his pocket and inserts it into the set top box. I look at him and he gestures me, 'everything's under control'. I look at the footage.
"Meher Purohit." Dad appears on the screen. Dad? What..? "Before leaving, please return me my 60 lakhs which your ex-husband, once my son, had wasted in saving your name-sake house."
"What..? Excuse me! No one needs to 'save' my house! I don't need your son's help! I don't understand.. How..?"
"You brother, Tunnu, right? Yeah, he started gaming with money. He lost all your money and well, my son had to help you. Help you and your too-poor Maa and Bhua. Am I right or am I right?"
"There's a misunderstanding."
"Look, I believe in charity. But next time, when your poor family.."
"You don't talk to my family that way! You've lost all rights, Mr. Kuber Malhotra! Next thing in the morning I will return your effing money! I don't require your help, Mr. Malhotra!"
"And what about the 2.5 crores I gave you? At the time of divorce? So that you would leave my poor son alone?"
"I DON'T NEED THAT! And thanks for reminding me, it's there with me. I will bring it tomorrow along with your 60 lacs. Then you can do whatever you do with your dirty money. I don't require it. Never have, never will."
"Oh, is that so?"
"Yes." Meher's gonna cry. Oh shit, this happened last night? "I'd go now. Thanks for telling me the truth. I'll bring your shitty money tomorrow."
"Hmm." Dad is offended. When he is, he will go to any extent to do it.
"This does not prove anything! So what Miss Purohit had a little argument with Mr. Kuber Malhotra? It does not prove anything at all!"
"That's what I thought at first. But then, I saw this." He switches on another footage.
"Hey, you! Listen!" Dad calls one of his assistants.
"Yes, Sir?"
"Car number 7**9, make it look like an accident. And here," He hands a note to him, "Keep it inside the car after the wreck. It's a suicidal note, they'll understand."
"But who.."
"Just go. And take the new car, that's not registered. When you hit the car, run off. Make it look like hit and run, if possible. That will be the best thing for now, understood?"
"Yes, sir. You wish, my command."
"Good. Go."
"Yes, Sir."
"So.. Dad...He..Killed.." I can't complete. Dad! He is the responsible for Meher's.. If anything happens to her, Mom isn't gonna stay with him anymore. He..He's impossible! How could he even try to do something like that! Those 60 lacs will be thrown on his face, that's for sure!
"Don't take it too fast, Abeer." He walks over to the other end, "Now, I was a little confused too. I thought.. Maybe, it was all part of Meher's plan. Maybe she, herself, wanted to kill herself. So, I checked on the place of accident. It had, luckily, a CCTV camera. I collected the footage."
A car is coming from the right, it's Meher's. It's not clear as its night and not much street lights are lit. I look around the scene for cars, none. Then how.. Before I could think which car would have hit her, a car came zooming from the left and crashed into her.
"Good Lord!" I scream.
"It's all right. It's okay."
"It's not okay, Nisaar! What about this seems okay to you?! My wife just lost her sight! She lost her.. IT'S NOT OKAY! It never will be!"
"Sir." Nisaar turns to the police men, "Is it all clear now?"
"Hey, one more thing." I ask him, trying my best to hold my tears.
"What?"
"In the letter, it was written 'to stop taunting someone'. I had told her that. How would Dad..?"
"Her dad, Shyaam. He told your Dad. You must have said it in front of him when you were searching for Tunnu. He needed evidence. He needed something that ony, you thought, Meher and you knew. And he got that." Oh this is rich! Planning against my wife! To kill her! And whose doing that? My own father and her 'so-called' father!
~*~
"Mr. Malhotra." Doctor looks at Nisaar and then at me. He looks at Nisaar again and looks at me questioningly, raising an eyebrow.
"He's a friend. A good friend of the patient."
"Oh." He looks down on his clipboard, "Is it okay to talk in front.."
"Yeah, yeah, don't hesitate. Please." He smiles.
"You might wanna come inside and meet her. She's been asking for you ever since she woke up."
"She..She woke up..?"
"She did." He signals me to enter the room. I do. As I enter the room, she's laying there. All attatched to needles.
"Mei nahi lgwaungi! Nahiii! Abeer!" Such a cry baby! She holds my hand tighty.
"Meher it's for your safety. Tetanus toh lgwana padega na baby." I hold her hand tightly and gesture the doctor to do it really quick.
"Abeeerrr! I am gonna eat you alive!"
"At least you would be out of danger! Then you can do anything to me! I won't object! I just need to know you're all right at all times!"
"Thats.. That's such a sweet thing to say." And there, the shot was injected.
I knew how afraid she was of needles. And now, she lay here, about 10 needles attached to her. One, breathing for her, down her throat. The other on her hand. One more attached to her drip, feeding for her. One attached to her lower abdomen. Her head has a thick bandage. A nurse is standing beside her and looking at her vitals.
"Meher."
"Abeer." She sighs. She looks at me, but as though she's confused where to look. "You're here."
"Yeah." I walk over to her. I quietly sit beside her and hold her hand. She doesn't hold my hand too, but that's just because she's weak. Isn't it? "I am here."
"Nisaar." She smiles a little and looks in Nisaar's direction. "Looking flawless. How are you?"
"I am grand. It's good to have you back. You?"
"Never been better." She smiles, "Where's Rati?"
"She's at office. Sattu sir won't let her go since the Boss is out, the singers are out, he won't let one more go."
"He doesn't know of.." She doesn't complete.
"He does." He kisses the top of her head, "He wishes you health. I'll leave you two alone. I guess you two need to sort out some stuff. Doctor, shall we?"
"With no doubt." And the doctor, the nurse and Nisaar walk out the room.
"Tell me honestly." I breathe, "You cannot see a single thing, can you?"
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Precap :
"Meher! Meri bacchi!"
"Maa?" She doesn't look in the right direction.
"Beta? Mei iss taraf.." She looks at me, "Oh." She understands.
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