Part23
She was shifted to a ward… she was still unconscious.. Maan sent Asmi and Dadima home to take some rest and he sat beside her holding her hand….
Doctor came inside….. he examined her and found no movement yet…
Maan:- when will she regain consciousness???
Doctor:- Mr. Khurana I did lie to you at evening you know that…. Savitri devi ji was panicking a lot and I didn't want them to know the actual truth that Mrs. Khurana has suffered a minor brain injury which will take time to heal… hopefully she'll be conscious within 24 hours… we don't have next door then…
Maan:- just think twice what you are speaking and who is concerned with this??? Samjhe…. I don't want any kind of carelessness regarding my wife's health… I don't know how but I want her to be alright.. mind you…
Doctor looked at him in disbelief… he simply nodded and asked him to go and rest at home as all the staff is present here to take care of Geet but he simply refused. Doctor even told him about the rules of the hospital but he was the MSK… Which rule in the entire universe could stop him to be with his love when she needs him the most….
Maan:- Burn your damn rule book today… I am not going anywhere… will not even bother you people don't worry but I will be by her side at any cost… I hope I am clear….
Everybody knows him.. He is the man of his words and no one can even dare to stop him from doing what he wants to do….. so every one left from there leaving him with her alone…
He kept looking at her when he felt a sudden tear drop exiting his eyes and he was in no mood to control his emotions because his love was lying unconscious with how much pain he could never even estimate… he was looking at her with the pain he was suffering deep inside his pumping organ which was crying loudly to see the person who rules it in such a condition. He was missing her continuous talks badly… he was dying to hear her voice, he was so much habitual of her blabbers that it was becoming tough for him to even breath without it….
The wound is yours
The pain I feel
I keep on wondering
How to heel
Seeing you lifeless
Takes my life
How can I see you
Like that my loving wife
My heart dies
To hear your voice
Why the hell
I have no choice
But to wait
For the stupid dawn
Oh my breathing air
Where have you gone???
Holding her hand he spoke
Maan:- kyun karti ho tum aisa??? Kyun satati ho mujhe itna??? Tumhe pata hai ki mai tumhaare bina nahi reh sakta na isiliye tum mujhe itna pareshaan krti ho…… kehti ho Maan I love you the most aur sabse zyada dard bhi mujhe hi deti ho… I can't see you like this… I can never see you like this damn it….
He shouted… tears automatically started to find the way downwards but he didn't let them stop now… he was holding her palm tightly as if never to let it go … he slept over their hands still holding it tightly…
Sun rose with an new day and a new morning… both of them were still together but situation was indeed different… he was still sleeping on her hand when Dadima entered along with Sanchit… they saw them and a tear drop escaped her eyelids…
Both of them didn't want to wake him up but couldn't help out coz he was sleeping in an awkward position…
Dadima:- Maan Maan bete !!!! wake up son !!!
Dadima touched his forehead and found him to be suffering from a high fever….
Dadima:- are Maan ko to bahut tez bukhaar hai……
Sanchit:- Mai doctor ko bulaata hu dadima… aap fikar mat kijiye…
Meanwhile Dadima woke him up and asked him to rest on the couch but he was not at all ready to listen to anybody. He kept on sitting there only not leaving her hand for even a second…
Maan:- dadima aap aaram kijiye.. mai hu yahan.. pata nahi kaise aankh lag gayi… I am here only dadima….
Dadima:- but Maan aapki tabiyat….
Maan:- I am perfectly fine dadima….
He said bluntly giving a not-in-mood-to-argue-more look to her… but she was his dadima only…
Dadima:- Geet bete!!! Aap khamakha hi inse itna pyaar karti hain… he doesn't even think about you.. if he would be thinking about yourself he would never neglect his health.. because for you the most important is his health….
He was listening quietly to all this and realized what his dadima is talking about… doctor entered and Maan spoke looking at him in his MSK attitude..
Maan:- Give me the medicine which should not be a heavy dose at all bcoz I have to take care of my wife too and I can't afford sleep at all…. And I want to be well as soon as possible.. I hope you got that otherwise I know the other ways too….
Dadima rolled her eyes….
Maan:-dadima you go and rest at home… I'll be with Geet…
Dadima:- Nahi Maan aap ghar jaiye aaram kijiye… aap thake lag rahe hain… fresh ho jaayenge…
Maan:- I am fine dadima… I have asked Nakul to send my clothes here only.. I'll get fresh within few minutes… you go…
Dadima:- ziddi hai aap… hum apni beti ko chhodkar q jaaye… hum thodi der yahin rukenge… waise Maan humari Geet ko to raat ko hosh aa jana chahiye tha but…..
Maan:- dadima she has been given anesthesia again so that she'll not feel the pain in her leg…
He lied bluntly...
Dadima was not impressed much with his answer but she kept mum…. Meanwhile Asmita arrived and looked at Maan.. She could clearly see his face, dried tear strained.. she knew him since childhood. She could sense his condition but not fully…
Asmita:- ye kya haal banake rakha hai Maan tumne apna… Geet ko hosh aayega to tum aise uske saamne aaoge… go and get yourself fresh… these are your clothes…
Maan:- but di…
Asmita:- Go Maan!!! Now!!!!
Maan went to get freshen up… Dadima sat beside Geet and looked at her with tear full eyes..
Dadima:- humari Geet sirf bolti hui chehekti hui hi acchi lagti hai… haina Asmi… aise dekhke inhe hume bilkul accha nahi lagta…
Asmita:- haan dadima… she is full of life.. isne aate hi humaare bejaan se ghar me raunak daal di…
Dadima:- iski ye haalat us Sameera ki wajah se hui hai..
Asmita:- matlab???
Dadima:- I saw Sameera in mandir
Asmita was shocked..
Asmita:- dadima aapne maan ko q nahi bataya???
Dadima:- bete hm nahi chaahte the unhe pareshan karna….
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