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Abhira’s infertility issue
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Three months later
Life was living hell for Pakhi (and for Sonali as well)
The daily schedule had one more addition: the Physiotherapist. A non-nonsense lady of about 35, she would have passed on as a bodybuilder. Her name, Komal, was a complete misnomer to her physical appearance. Any road side rowdy would have thought a million times before calling out to her. She had the muscles to do her job and the attitude to go with it.
“Good Morning Ma’am…” Komal was already reaching out for the bedcovers.
“Aa gayi subah subah uthane….” Patralekha grunted, still half asleep. Next she felt the bed covers pulled down and she hastily sat up. Next she felt her leg being lifted up and moved sideways.
“Are mujhe dhang se uthane to do! Aur itna rough hone ki kya zaroorat hain?”
The query was interrupted by a voice from the door.
“Good Morning Pakhi Didi! Raat kaisi rahi..neend aa gayi?”
Kahe ki acchi neend…Pakhi thought. Badi Mami had arranged for a bhajan mandali for a session in her room. Then Ninad had joined in, with his harmonium. Kaku handled the cymbals herself while Omkar tried his hand at the dholak. It was late night when the session was wrapped up. Badi Mami, while leaving the room had a great brainwave.
“Bas yahi chahiye..Jab Virat hone wala tha na, tab Ashwini ko bhi aise hi bhajan sunaye..Tab to main bhi gaati thi. Aur ab yeh aanewala dekho, mujhse keh raha hain. Aaji…ek gaane mhan…tu kitti god gaates…”
Bhains ki…Patralekha swore colourfully to herself. Luckily BK had left the room by then. The whole night was spent tossing and turning. What a mess had she gotten into? For what? Virat was just not bothered. And Sai was breathing down her neck. Even now her chirpy voice was like a dose of bitter medicine.
“Kal bhajan time kaisa tha?”
“Ab yeh bhi…isi ki kami thi…” A smart comeback was a bit late. Sai had already deposited the morning pills on the bedside table and was whisking the curtains apart. The physio had meanwhile switched over to the next leg. “Thoda aaraam se…kahin mera hip dislocation na hojaye! Aarrrrgh…”
“Yahan thodi stiffness hain…” Komal’s pudgy fingers poked at Pakhi’s groin. Sai came over to look.
“Possible. Bed rest main jyada movement nahi hoti na..”
“Ek baar Gynaec ko dikha dijiye..”
Pakhi paled at the thought. She was about to say something when Sonali entered the room with a glass of milk and nuts.
“Suprabhat Shubh Sakal Good Morning!”
“Ab yeh kya?”
“Badam doodh. Aur yeh tablets!”
“Zaroori hain kya?”
“Aap khud khayengi ya phir Komal khila dengi..” Pakhi shuddered at the thought. Komal would not hesitate to force feed the milk and tablets. In fact she looked ready for the action. Pakhi was about to swallow the tablets when she caught sight to Sai who was aiming her cellphone camera at her.
“Ab Yeh kya..Mere tablets khane ko kya record karogi? Uska bhi viral video banogi kya?”
“Viral video nahi, Pakhi didi. Virat Sir ko proof chahiye ki aap theek hain!”
Pakhi tried to keep her face straight while swallowing the tablets. Finally drained the milk and handed over the glass to Sonali, who stood nearby. Komal was waiting for further exercises.
“Ab bas hogaye na..”
“Abhi upper body ke bhi karne haina..” Next Pakhi did felt her hands being twisted behind her back. A cracking sound emerged from somewhere and she was sure her back was broken. Next Komal was vigourously massaging her back with the enthusiasm of a wrestler about to enter the ring.
“Ek baar Gynaec ko dikha dijiye. Inki body main bahut stiffness hain!”
“Haan, maine kal ki appointment li hain. Maine notes banaliye hain, Jo bhi mujhe Dr se kehna hain. Aap bhi dekh lijiye…”
“Theek hain..” Komal added a few things of her own. Then she wrapped up and Pakhi heaved a sigh of relief.
“Ab aapke breakfast ki tayyari karni hain..” Sai too left after smoothening the covers.
Pakhi felt a wave of restlessness as soon as Sai had left. Mere sehat ke liye tu to haanikarak hain…
Kya karu? Bhag jau yahan se? Kaise? The windows were barred. And with Sai breathing down her neck, it seemed next to impossible.
Next day, the gynaec had a grave face as she re-entered her consulting chamber. The other two occupants stopped fidgeting.
“Dr Ma’am..?”
The Dr took her time in settling down and arranging her stethoscope on the table.
The other two occupants grew restless with every passing minute.
“Dr Saahiba, Bachha theek to hain?”
“Ma’am…”
The Dr cleared her throat. “Khabar acchhi nahi hain. Iss pregnancy main bahut complications hain. Uterus main gangrene phail gaya hain…”
There was a gasp from the two women seated opposite. BK was the first to react.
“Khandoba! Iska bacche par koi asar to nahi hoga na?”
The Dr stared at her in utter disbelief.
“Aap bachhe ke bare main soch rahi hain jab Ma ki jaan ko khatra hain! Jab Ma hi nahi rahegi to Bachha kaise safe reh sakta hain?”
“Mujhe kuchh nahi sunana!” The signature scowl was in place.“Iss Bachhe ko kuchh hona nahi chahiye!”
“Aur Ma hi nahi rahi to…?” Sai interjected.
“Waise bhi Samrat ke jane ke baad uska kya kaam hain CN main?”
“Badi Mami!” Patralekha had the misfortune to hear the last bits of conversation. She walked slowly to the elder woman. “Aapko sirf iss bachhe se matlab hain, mujh se nahi?”
“Tere se kya matlab hoga mera? Wo to tuhi aayi thi na, Ki tujhe Virat aur Sai ki madad karni hain. Nahi to main teri or dekhti bhi nahi…” Patralekha stared at her in sheer disbelief. This was the woman whom she had revered all throughout. Strived to be in her good books, danced to her tunes, even supported her in her criminal act. She reared up, the place notwithstanding.
“Main aayi thi aapke pass? aap ne mujhe request ki. Mujhse haath jode…Kahan ki Chavan Khandaan ke chirag ko mujh jaisi sanskari kokh hi chahiye. Aur isiliye maine uss Gita ko discourage kiya…”
“Ab iska dosh bhi mujhe hi dogi?”
This Cozy exchange was interrupted by the only sane person in the room.
“Bass kaku..Yeh aspataal hain. Jhagada hum ghar jaakar kar sakte hain. Dr Ma’am, kay hum iss mamle main thoda time maang sakte hain?”
The Dr took a deep breath.
“Haan, ek do din main mujhe bata dijiye. Surgery karke inka uterus nikal doongi, poora mamla jad se khtm ho jayega!”
“Mast ha mast. Aur bachhe ka kya?” BK was still muttering under her breath when Sai ushered them out. Pakhi wiped her face, schooled her features and followed suit.
There was a heavy silence on the way home. Pakhi, sitting next to BK, was lost in thought. Was she some sort of a foot soldier? To be sacrificed for the King if need be? And for what? For a moment, her deception struck her like a lightening. She was not even pregnant and here her life was at stake. Virat! Would Virat support her? Yes. He would…She would spin some sob story and he would dissolve in her tears. Or would he also stand for his unborn child?
Her phone pinged at the opportune moment. It was her mother.
“Hello Aai..haan, Dr ke pass checkup hogaya…kya tum CN aa sakti ho? Mujhe thodi baat karni hain..”
Sai smiled to herself. The audience was gathering. She quietly messaged Virat. Be at home, we are coming in five minutes. Somethings to be discussed for Pakhi Didi’s pregnancy reports.
Understood. Will be there…The reply was prompt.
Sai mentally pumped her fists. Ab aayega mazza…
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TBC
CN, five minutes later.
The entire clan had assembled, as requested by Sai. Only one person was there at the request of Pakhi. Her mother, Vaishali.
Mohit ushered all the three into the living area. Supported by Sai, Pakhi had initially tried to brush her off, but a stern look from Sai was enough to deter her from trying anything foolish.
Karishma ran to the kitchen to get water for the incumbents.
Virat strode in a few minutes later.
“Haan Sai, tum log Dr ke paas gaye they na. Kya bola dr ne. Sab theek haina?”
“Kuchh bhi theek nahi hain, Virat Sir. Pakhi Didi ke uterus main gangrene phail raha hain. Unki jaan ko khatra hain!”
There was a collective gasp from the audience. Vaishali strode forward.
“To isme sochne ki kya baat hain? Dr ke pass chalte hain. Uterus ko nikal dete haina..”
“Vaishali Ji, yeh hamare ghar ka mamla hain. Hamare khandaanka chirag wahan pal raha hain!”
“Aur meri beti ka kya?”
“Uska kya? Wo to ek zariya hain iss bachhe ko iss duniya main lane ka. Ek baar bachha paida ho jaye, uske baad yeh sab ho sakta hain…”
Sai intervened at this point. “Magar Kaku, tab tak bahut der ho jayegi..Aur yeh ethically theek bhi nahi hoga ki apne bachhe ko iss duniya main lane ke liye hum Pakhi didi ki bali Chadha de!”
Vaishali, for once, looked at Sai with all the gratitude in the world. Karishma muttered to herself. “Sai Bhabhi aur Patralekha Bhabhi ki support main? Dadho Sutto…”
“To iss khandaan ke baal vansh baby ka kya? Wo to gaya na?”
Kaku intervened at this point. “Sonali, shubh shubh bol. Bachhe ko kuchh nahi hoga. Are iss aurat ka kya, Samrat ke baad humare ghar se iska koi rishta nahi raha. Jiye ya mare…aur yahi aayi thi mere pass. Ki use apni zindagi ka koi maqsad chahiye tha..”
Patralekha reared up at this. “Main aayi thi aapke pass? Badi Mami, aapne to mere haath jode they. Ki ghar ki baat ghar main rahegi, bahar kissiko pata nahi chalega. Aur ab…”
Vaishali joined her at this point.
“Pakhi bilkul theek keh rahi hain, Bhavani Ji. Isne apni zindagi ke beshkeemati saal diye hain iss ghar ko. Mann se aap logon ki sewa ki hain aur wo bhi Samrat ki gair maujudagi main. Iss baat ka yeh sila de rahi hain aap? To suniye. Main apni bachhi ko kuchh nahi hone dungi. Main police complaint karne jarahi houn!”
“Ek minute…Zara sochne dijiye..” Virat interjected at this and all eyes turned to him. Sai reached up to him. “Virat Sir, hamare pass waqt nahi hain. Dr ne kahan ki do din main inka uterus nikal jana chahiye, nahi to…”She left the bitter part unsaid.
“Main aisa kuchh hone nahi doongi”! BK thundered at the topof her voice. “Mujhe yeh gangrene etc nahi pata. Mujhe sirf itna maloom hain kiiss khandaan ka chirag jo isske kokh main pal raha hain, use kuchh nahi hona chahiye. Sonali, Patralekha ko under uske bedroom main le jao. Aur dhyan rahe..yeh kahi bhaag ba jaye!”
“Badi Mami…!” Pakhi’s cry for help fell on deaf ears as Sonali caught her arm in a no-nonsense fashion. “Please..rukiye…Mujhe chhod dijiye….”
“Patralekha, Vahini nahi maanegi!” Sonali had already dragged Patralekha halfway to the staircase. “Unke liye ye bachha sabse zyada important zaroori mahatwapoorna hain! Uske aage tum kuchh nahi!”
“Bachha, bachha bachha!” Patralekha finally cracked out. She wrung her hand free and bellowed at the top of her voice. “Kaunsa Bachha, kaisa Bachha…jo hain hi nahi?”
“Pakhi! Hosh main to ho? What do you mean, Bachha hain hi nahi?”
“I am not pregnant in the first place!”
There was pindrop silence. For a moment nobody moved.
Sai strode to her and gently took her arm. “Pakhi Didi, relax. Yeh to aap isliye keh rahi hain ki aapko apne jaan ki padi haina..!”
“Tu to chup hi reh. Badi mahan bani firti hain!” Shaking off Sai’s arm, Pakhi decided to blurt it out finally. “Main pregnant nahi houn,nahi houn, nahi houn!”
“To wo report? Wo kaise aayi?”
“Maine uss ultrasound wali technician ko daraya, dhamakaya, ki wo mere report main thode changes karein…”
“Aapne Daraya? kya keh ke?”
“Yahi ki main pregnant na huyi to mujhe ghar se nikal denge!”
Stupefied, stunned, flummoxed, disbelief…the range of emotions felt by the heterogenous audience was unmappable. Had they heard it right?
Virat had the look of sheer incredulity on his face. Ashwini and Ninad shook their heads in disbelief. Karishma about to giggle, was sushed by a stern look from Mohit, who quietly switched off his cellphone camera. The proof, solid indisputable proof was there.
The entire tableau looked frozen in time. It was broken bythe sound of a slap, which resonated across the hall. Pakhi, her hand gingerly feeling the cheek, slowly rose to her feet after been thrown off the balance because of the impact.
“Badi Mami…”
“Gapp Bais! Maine tumhe kya samjha tha aur tum..Chhhiiii…Dhokebaaz! Accha hua tune cancieve nahi kiya. Khandaan ka waaris aur teri gandi kokh se…Khandoba…wachavlas re!”
Vaishali Ji sat down heavily, her head downcast. “Maine to mana kiya tha. Magar nahi mani. Iske sir pe junoon sawaar tha. Jab dr ne batayaki yeh surrogate nahi ban sakti, to kitna disappoint huyi thi. Uss Gita ko dhamakaya, Daraya…”
“Ek minute. Kya kahan aapne? Isne Geeta ko Daraya?” The police officer in Virat finally decided to take charge.
“Haan. Iske kehne par maine uss Geeta se baat bhi ki. Apne aap ko ek surrogate bataya jo ki inke jaal main phus gayi thi..” Vaishali wiped her face as Sai offered her a glass of water.
“Ab aap ek kijiye. Apni iss laadli ko iss ghar se le jayiye! Hume iski shakal bhi nahi dekhni…”
“Aise hi nahi jaungi, Bhavani Ji. Ek police case hoga, domestic violence ka. Aapne yeh jaankar bhi ki iske jaan ko khatra hain, uske uterus main gangrene hain, aapne uska uterus nikalne se rok diya..”
“Bagh na Aai…” Pakhi sobbed on her mom’s shoulder.
Sai strode to her, clapping. “Aisa kuchh nahi hain, Pakhi Didi. Aapko Gangrene hai hi nahi…!”
“To phir..wo Dr ne bola wo?”
“Aap bilkul healthy hain, Pakhi didi..” Sai’s voice dropped several decibles, but was still audible across. “Aap uss technician ko dara sakti hain, phir main to Dr houn! Main aisa kuchh kar nahi sakti kya?”
The entire CN broke in an applause at that!
THE END
Awesome chapter as always... 👏👏👏
Maja hi aa gaya... Can totally see this happening...
In the show as well, I don't think P is pregnant... She has no symptoms 😂😂😂. Sai ko usse jyada symptoms hai. She may very well be faking it.
On side note... There's a typo i think. Mohit switches 'on' his camera. Irrefutable proof wala part.
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