Maneet SS- Kaafilaa. PART 10/ Pg 88/ JUN 13 PM L8R - Page 11

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PART - 3

For the next few minutes, Maan kept on wondering what just happened??? But just then a loud thunder woke him up from his reverie… His attention was captured by his hand, which was still on Geet's tummy… Leaving all rational thoughts behind, he immediately picked Geet up to rush her to the nearest hospital….

He had thought that he wont be able to pick her up since he was under too much effect of alcohol but he was taken aback when he lifted her easily and he noticed how light she was… In the last one month she has lost more than 10 Kgs and this made him very worried…

He sat in the back seat of the car and settled Geet in his lap and barked at the driver to drive to the nearest hospital immediately… The driver luckily knew a well-known hospital, which was just 5 minutes away from the Dargah and sped the car towards it…

STINNA MEMORIAL HOSPITAL

Maan didn't even wait for the car to stop and leapt out of it with his life in his arms…

"Doctor… DOCTOR…"

He shouted at the top of his voice at the reception… Two doctors who were on duty came rushing to him…

"Doctor… Meri Geet… Doctor…"

The doctors didn't waste any more time and ordered a ward boy to come with a stretcher but Maan refused to part with her…

"Sir… Dekhiye iss taarh se aap inka treatment delay kar rahey hain…"

But Maan seemed adamant, though he wanted her treatment to begin immediately but at the same time he didn't wish to part from her… He clutched on to her as if his life depended on it…

"Sir… iss delay mein unki JAAN bhi jaa sakti hai…."

That did it, Maan looked at the doctor as if he could eat her alive but at the same time the rational part of his brain told him that what she was saying could prove to be true so he gently kept Geet on the stretcher… And watched silently as she was rushed in the Emergency Ward…

He sank on the nearby visitors seat and allowed his mind to start analyzing what actually happened??? The effects of alcohol were slowly wearing off and he could think much more clearly…

Why was Geet looking so frail and weak??? What was she doing at the Dargah so late at night??? In fact what was she doing in Delhi?? Why did she seem so relieved to see him when he should have been the last person she wanted to see??? And most importantly, what did Geet mean by MANNAT??

Nothing made sense to him… Moreover he was having a spluttering headache due to the hangover… He rubbed his head when his gaze once again fell on the Bracelet… He didn't realize for how long he was occupied in his own thoughts…

After a few hours, one doctor came out from the ward looking very grave… Maan jumped up from the seat…

"Doctor, Geet kaisi hai?? Woh theek toh hai na???"

"Kya aapka naam Maan hai???"

"Jee…" Maan replied confused that where did this come from…

"Kya aap unke pati hain??" Doctor asked him skeptically…

Maan didn't know till when this would be true but nonetheless replied…

"Jee Haan… Main hi Geet ka pati hoon…"

The doctor's expressions changed drastically and she gave him a disapproving look and literally spat at him…

"I think behtar hoga ki hum mere cabin mein chal kar baat karein…"

Maan was immensely confused at her sudden change in attitude but still nodded and followed her to her cabin…

DOCTOR's Cabin

The doctor sat on her chair and signaled Maan to take a chair too… Though by this time, Maan was getting very impatient but still complied and sat silently…

The doctor took a deep breath and started…

"Mr. Maan, kya aap jaantey hain ki aapki wife 2 months pregnant hai???"

"WHATTT???"

Maan asked not believing that what he was actually thinking all this while was true… He wanted to say so many things but at this time, he felt completely tongue tied…

"Iska matlab aap iss baat sey abhi tak anjaan hai…" Doctor sighed…

"Mr. Maan… Aapki wife behoshi mein bhi continuously baar baar aap hi ka naam le rahi thi… Jo pyaar aur care maine aapki nazron mein unke liye dekhi jab aap unhe yahan le kar aaye, ussey dekh kar main yeh assume kar rahi hoon ki aap unki iss condition ke liye responsible nahi hain…"

Maan was once again stunned by the revelation that Geet kept calling out to him even when she was unconscious but here the doctor's words caught his attention…

"Uski condition??? Main kuchh samjha nahi doctor…"

"Mr. Maan…. Main nahi jaanti ki aapke aur aapki wife ke beech kya problems hain but it seems ki unhone at least pichhle ek haftey sey kuchh nahi khaaya hai… She is extremely weak…"

"KYAAA!!! Yeh aap kya keh rahi hai doctor…" Maan asked horrified at the thought that Geet starving from a week and moreover when she was pregnant!!!

"Jee… But there's more… Iss ke alawa she is terribly malnourished… I believe wo atleast ekk mahiney sey kuchh theek sey nahi kha pee rahi and normally aisey cases mein patients ka BP low ho jaata hai but unka BP bahut zyaada high hai… It seems ki she is under a lot of stress…"

Maan didn't know what to say or do he kept looking at the doctor blankly… He managed to finally speak with utmost difficulty…

"Doctor Geet… Au… Aur B… Baby… toh theek hai na???" Maan asked hoping to get a positive reply but his hopes were shattered…

"Mr. Maan… Unki condition bahut zyaada serious hai… Iss sab ki wajah sey baby ke development parr toh bahut asar padaa hi hai but more than that aapki wife ki health bahut detoriate ho gayi hai… Wo dono uss iss waqt bahut critical thhey jab aap unhe yahan laye thhey.…"

"CRITICAL…"

"Mr. Maan relax aap unhe sahi time par le aaye now they are out of danger… But right now all I can say is aapko apni wife ka bahut zyaada dhyan rakhna hoga… Make sure ki she eats right and sabse important unhe koi STRESS nahi hona chaiye… Negligence in any of the two cases can prove to be fatal for both your wife as well as your baby…"

Maan nodded and promised the doctor to take the best care possible of his wife… He took the prescription from the doctor and got up to get the required medicines and injections from the medical store when the doctor stopped him once again…

"Ekk aur baat Mr. Maan… If due to any reason… Bhagwaaan na karey ki agar aapki wife ka miscarriage hota hai toh hum uss case mein unhe bhi nahi bacha paayenge…"

He looked sharply at the doctor once and left her cabin without saying or hearing another word…

GEET's Private Ward

A few minutes back he was permitted by the second doctor to see his Geet, his wife after they had shifted her to a private ward as she had stabilized…

There were so many questions revolving in his mind and he knew the only person who could answer them was Geet… But right now his priority was her and their baby… He didn't want to stress her at any cost…

He entered the ward only to witness the heart lurching site… Amidst all the machines and wires lay his beautiful wife looking extremely pale and lifeless… He couldn't bear to see so many tubes and drips attached to her knowing how badly they must be hurting her… Lest did he know that there was something else which hurting her more than all this…

He sat down on the stool beside the bed and slowly took her hand which had two drips attached to it and had turned blue at the place where they were piercing her… He gently carcassed the mark when he felt Geet gaining back her consciousness…

"M… Maan…" Geet mumbled trying to flutter her eyes opening them while adjusting to the light…

"Geet…"

Maan just said one word and felt her stilling immediately, she sharply looked at him and kept gawking at him as if not able to believe that her prayers were answered and he was actually in front of him… After a little while, she couldn't control herself and started struggling to get up…

Maan immediately held her in place…

"Geet… yeh tum kya kar rahi ho… Ekk jagah leti nahi reh sakti… Tum bahut weak ho… Chup chaap leti raho… Uthne ke baare mein sochna bhi mat…"Maan told her sternly….

Tears fell down from Geet's eyes as she hugged Maan's hand that was supporting her… She started crying silently…

Maan was already so confused and now Geet's behavior was confusing him all the more but still he started carcassing her hair with his free hand to calm her down…

Suddenly Geet remembered and jerked up…

"Maan… Hamari Mannat… hamara baby theek hai na…"

Geet panicked while trying to feel the baby touching her tummy…

"Shh… Haan Geet hamara baby bilkul theek hai…"

Maan consoled her and saw her relaxing immediately… He offered her a glass of water and kept it near her lips and watched as she drank it slowly… Once he was sure that she was comfortable, he couldn't manage to keep his patience any longer and finally asked the question that was haunting him since he came to hospital…

"Geet… Mannat kaise… Mera matlab hai tumne toh… I mean you aborted the baby na??? Toh phir Mannat…"

To his surprise Geet gave him a horrified look and held his hand in hers and spoke uegently…

"Kya aapko lagta hai ki aapki Geet hamare pyaar ki nishaani ko apne hi haathon sey maar sakti hai… Aapne aisa socha bhi kaise??? Aapko aisa kisne kaha???"

Maan was rendered speechless at her reply…

"Toh phir… Par… Tumne… Mere kuchh samajh mein nahi aa raha…"

"Maan mujhe khud ko iss baare mein uss din pata chala tha jab… aapne…. Mujhe… ghar se bahar…" Geet hiccupped getting emotional remembering the day when Maan kicked her out of their house…

"Matlab jab tumhe hi nahi pata tha toh aur kissi ke toh pata honey ka sawaal hi nahi uthta…" Maan spoke out finally connecting a few dots and now realizing how it was all a plot to separate them…

"Geet… Doctor ne mujhey yeh kyun kaha ki you have not eaten for a week… Jabb tumhe uss… Ussi.. Din pata chal gaya tha… toh tum mere paas kyun nahi aayi aur tumne apni yeh haalat kyun banaali…" Maan scolded her getting angry that she didn't take care of herself despite knowing that she was carrying their baby, their love…

"Woh… woh… mere paas p… paise nahi thhey… kh… khaane… ke.. l… liye…" Geet whispered dreading Maan's outburst now as even she had by now realized that something was amiss and Maan never hated her!!!

"WHATTT!!!" Maan shouted not able to believe that his Geet, his jaan, his wife, married to a multi millionaire who could afford to feed the entire population of Delhi didn't have money to buy food for herself… She was starving… His own baby was starving… that made him realize one more thing…

"Matlab??? Geet… Tumhare paas toh itne saarey credit cards aur debit cards hai jo mainey tumhe diye hue hain for emergency purpose … tumne woh use kyun nahi kiye??? Aur tum itney dino sey reh kaha rahi thi…"

Maan asked silently wishing that she was at least staying at a safe place though he knew the answer would be negative, when she didn't have money to afford even one meal for herself daily, how will she manage to live in a decent place???

Geet didn't answer anything and just closed her eyes reliving those dreadful days when she had to roam from one place to another in search of a shelter… She was in an unknown place without any source of living or any source of life… How she dreaded that each day could turn out to be her last day on this earth and she just wished to see her Maan once before she died…

"Maan… Main…"

"Don't tell me ki you didn't use any cards due to your damn ego.." Exclaimed Maan knowing about her stupid ego issues… But was alarmed when Geet broke into loud sobs and her whole body started shaking due it…

"Shhh…. Geet leave it… Rehney do… Mujhey aur kuchh nahi jaan na… Achchha yeh to batao ki time ekk haftey sey kuchh nahi khaaya phir bhi tum itni moti kaise ho gayi???"

Maan deliberately teased her trying to change the topic seeing her condition was worsening… And luckily it had the desired effect…

"Main??? MOTI???" Geet hiccupped while she scanned herself from top to bottom…

"Aur nahi toh kya… Tumhe yaha hospital tak apni godd mein lane mein mere toh kandhe hi tut gaye… Aaah… Abhi pain killer leni padegi…" Maan spoke while faking pain, though from inside he was trying his best to muffle his laughter…

Next second Maan was attacked with tiny fists that were hitting him continuously on his chest…

"Uff… arrey main toh mazaak karr raha tha… Stop… STOP… STOP IT GEET…" Maan encaged her in a hug thus putting a halt to her ministrations… Both felt heaven in each others arms and the solace washed away the memories of last few dreadful days in which they suffered so much…

"Geet…"

"Hmmm…"

"Ghar chalein???"

PRECAP

Kaafilaa Ke Kaante….

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