"Ab ye bilkul theek hai. Bas aap ye dhyaan rakhiyega ki ise zyada thandh ya zyada garmi na lage. Aur agar aap kahin dhool waali jagah par kaam kar rahi ho to wahan se ise door rakhiyega."
"Ji ab uski koi chinta nahin hai."
"Dr. Ashutosh ne mujhe apne ghar kaam par rakh liya hai. Khana banane ke liye. To ab ye bhi wahin rahega. Unhone kaha hai ki wahi uski parvarish bhi ho jayegi aur school bhi jayega."
"Achchha!" Nidhi genuinely felt happy. For the boy as well as for Ashutosh. This decision meant that he had let go of his bitterness about the mother for leaving her child in the orphanage.
She looked around and saw that Ashutosh was also in the ward. They eyes met and they smiled at each other.
"Mallika? Kya hua? Tabiyat kharaab hai kya?" Ashutosh entered his office to see Mallika sitting there. She was holding her head in her hands.
"Achchha to nahin lag raha hai."
"Ghar chali jao Mallika. Kissi ko depute kar do apni jagah."
"Ghar ja kar hi kaun sa achcha lagta hai Ashutosh. Khali ghar kaatne ko daudta hai."
"Auntie nahin hain kya tumhare saath?"
"Maa ko bhi apne bete aur poton ki yaad aati rahti hai. Unke bhare-poore ghar mein rahna chahti hain."
"Lekin Aditya to unhein rakhna nahin chahta."
"Phir bhi. Unka dil nahin maanta. Mere ghar ke akelepan se ghabra kar wahan chali hi jaati hain beech beech mein."
"Mallika. Aise dil chhota nahin karte," Ashutosh went towards her. He did feel bad for her. But how should he convince her to move on.
She got up, "Main kya karoon Ashutosh. Kabhi kabhi ye sab bardasht ke bahar ho jaata hai. Aur phir main tumhein pareshaan karne aa jati hoon."
"Ismein bura mahsoos karne waali kya baat hai? Doston ko koi apni pareshaaniyan nahin batayega to kahan batayega."
"Lekin mujhe to tumse bhi shikayat hai Ashutosh. Main kya karoon?" Mallika started crying and to Ashutosh' surprise, leaned on him for support. He was startled, but patted her head slightly to soothe her.
Nidhi entered his office just then. They separated hastily.
"Ye Dr. Nidhi?" Ashutosh asked.
Nidhi averted her eyes and spoke hurriedly, "I... I am sorry. Dr. Armaan aapka wait kar rahe hain. Unhone mujhe aapko inform karne ko bola tha."
She went out immediately. It had been a long day for her. But that was quite the routine. She sailed through it. But today, she suddenly felt very tired.
"Anji... Anji... Main bahut thaki hui hoon."
"La tere shoulders ka massage kar deti hoon. Achcha lagega."
"You are the best Anji!"
"Haan. Jab matlab niklega tab to main best hoon hi..."
Anji had just started massaging her shoulders when Nidhi's mobile rang.
"Anji mobile to de."
"Rahne de Nidhi. Apni halat dekh. Waise bhi kiska phone hai..." Anji saw the caller's name and smirked, "Nahin. Ye phone uthane se to main tujhe nahin rok sakti. Le."
It was from Ashutosh.
"Dr. Nidhi. Dr. Armaan aaj ek tea-party de rahe hain. Un sabhi hospitals ke representatives ke liye jo WHO ke project ka hisaa hain. Aapko aana hai. Hotal Regale. Saadhe paanch baje."
"Thank you, Sir. Lekin meri jagah koi aur nahin ja sakta kya. Main bahut thaki hui hoon..."
"No Dr. Nidhi. You are on this project and you must come."
"Lekin Sir..." Ashutosh had disconnected the call.
"Kya hua? Kahan hai date?"
"Party!" Nidhi said.
"Woh bhi chalegi."
"Khaak chalegi Anji. Main kitni thaki hui hoon."
"Tu tension na le. Main tera aisa make-up karoongi ki thakaan dikhayi bhi nahin degi."
"Tujhe make-up ki padi hai?"
"Kyon na padi ho. Mujhe pata hai ki party mein tujhe kisne bulaya hai aur iski kya importance hai."
"Bakwaas band kar Anji."
"Chal. Pahle tere liye dress select karte hain," Anji jumped out of the bed and opened Nidhi's cupboard, "Yaar... Ye boring cotton kurtis ke alawa tere paas kuchh hai nahin kya... Wait... wait... Ye Saree. Wow! Ye woh hai na jo tune college ki farewell party ke liye kharidi thi. Bas - ye mast hai."
"Anji. Main tea party mein ja rahi hoon. Kissi shaadi mein nahin."
"Shaadi ka bhi time aayega. Abhi to teri kismat mein sirf night duties, beemaar bachche aur ye waqt-bewaqt ki parties hi likhi hain. To inse hi kaam chala lete hain... Ye set sahi jayega iske saath. Aur tu ruk. Maine jo abhi sandle khareedi hain na silver color ki, woh is saree ke saath bahut sahi lagegi. Ek size hone ka kitna fayda hai na?"
"Anji. Woh itni high-heals hain. Main chal bhi nahin paungi."
"Are abhi time hai party mein. Hum tujhe practice karwa denge."
"Lekin main ye sab kyon pahnoon?"
"Kyonki tu bilkul bachchon ki tarah lagti hai. Aur tujhe mature aur bada lagne ki zaroorat hai."
Nidhi sighed. Did Anji understand things better than she herself did?
"Welcome Dr. Nidhi," Ashutosh was stunned to see Nidhi in a blue Saree with silver work. She looked very different. But while speaking, he managed to hide how unsettled he was. "Please come in," he had spotted her in the hotel lobby and led her to the party hall. Suddenly she stumbled and Ashutosh supported her.
"I am sorry. Thoda dheere chal sakte hain hum? Maine pahli baar high heals pahni hain. To chalne mein dikkat ho rahi hai," she was embarrassed, but told him her problem.
Ashutosh was amused, "Kyon pahan li high heals aapne?"
"Anji insist kar rahi thi."
"Koi baat nahin. Chaliye."
Nidhi met Armaan and was introduced to some other guests she didn't know. Then she slowly slipped away from the crowd. She watched Ashutosh. He was smiling and laughing while talking to the other guests in the party. She felt a tug at her heart. She didn't know how to interpret it. Physcially she was still very tired. She walked out of the hall to sit in the open lawn. Ashutosh also had his eyes on her. He saw her walking out. He waited for a while before following her. He carried a glass of juice for her and handed it to her.
"Lagta hai aap bahut bore ho gayi hain."
"Agar ho gyai hain aap to is baar aapne jhooth achche se bol diya. Kyonki aapke chehre se kuchh pata nahin chal raha."
"Agar aapne ek aur baar kuchh aisi complicated baat boli to main ro doongi. Main bahut thaki hui hoon aur mujhe abhi kuchh samajh nahin aa raha hai."
"Thank you Dr. Nidhi. Meri baat rakh kar yahan aane ke liye."
"Iske liye thank you ki zaroorat nahin hai."
"Waise ye rang aap par bahut suit karta hai. Pahna kijiye. Aur Saree bhi bahut achchi lagti hai aap par."
"Rang to pahan sakti hoon, saree nahin. Warna main din bhar saree hi sambhalti rah jaungi, kaam kuchh nahin hoga."
Ashutosh laughed, "Aapki ya baat mujhe bahut achchhi lagti hai Dr. Nidhi. Simple aur direct. Apne man ki baat express karne mein aap hichkichati nahin hain."
"Ye compliment hai ya complaint?"
"Compliment hai. Mai bhi itna tedha insaan nahin hoon. Aap meri baat par bharosa kar sakti hain."
"Mujhe pata hai. Aap bharosemand insaan hain. Lekin aapko nahin lagta ki aapko andar hona chahiye aur logon ke saath."
"Aap bhi to akeli bahar chali aayi."
"Aap yahan Dr. Armaan ke saath mejbaan hai. Mujhe zyada freedom hai. Main mehmaan hoon."
Ashutosh smiled and said emotionally, "Right. Thodi de ke liye main bhool hi gaya tha."
Nidhi felt her heart skip a beat and her cheeks turning hot and red at how he said that. Could there be...
"Aap to party enjoy kar rahe the?" she broke the awkward silence.
"Main normally parties mein bahut bore ho jaata hoon."
"Aaj to aapko dekh kar aisa nahin lag raha tha."
"Insaan har kuchh apni marzi se to nahin karta. Kabhi kabhi doosron ki khushi ke liye bhi kuchh karna padta hai. Rather mujhe to lagta hai ki hum apni maximum life doosron ke liye hi guzaar dete hain. Apne liye to kabhi samay hi nahin milta."
"Aapke liye to ye baat bilkul sahi hai. Aapke patients aur hospitals ke alawa kissi cheez ke liye samay hi nahin hai aapke paas."
"Aisa kyon lagta hai aapko?"
"Jitna dekha hai..."
"Aankhon dehi baat bhi kabhi kabhi sahi nahin hoti Dr. Nidhi. Jo dekhne mein kuchh lagta hai, uski haqueeqat kuchh aur ho sakti hai. Hum kuchh karte hain, kuchh kahte hain, lekin shayad woh sab dikhawe ke liye ho aur sachchai kuchh aur hi ho. Aisa ho sakta hai na. Aap meri baat samajh rahi hain?"
Nidhi wondered. Was he talking about what she had seen that day. Ashutosh and Mallika in his office...
"Shayad. Shayad.. main samajh rahi hoon."
"Good. Mujhe achchha lagta hai jab koi bina mere kahe meri baat samajh jaata hai."
They sat in silence for a few minute. Then Ashutosh' mobile rang. The line was disturbed.
"Kya?... Aapki aawaaz nahin sunayi de rahi... Aap kaat kar... nahin... kya... Oh God! Main pahunchta hoon... Haan kai doctors hain yahan... sabhi aa rahe hain..."
"Kya hua Sir?" his face told her that something was severely wrong.
"Hamein abhi hospital jaana hoga Dr. Nidhi. Bahut badi emergency hai."
They gathered other doctors of Kotnis General Hospital from the party and rushed towards the hospital.
Someone had planted a bomb in a school. It had gone off after the the school was over. Otherwise the damage would have been much more severe. But many children were still waiting for their parents and they had been injured. The school was close to Dr. Kotnis General hospital and a large number of kids had been brought in there.
There was already a huge crowd of injured kids, their parents, onlookers and media in front of the hospital. The doctors pushed their way through it. The on duty nurse gave Ashutosh a quick update. Some kids had minor injuries. They had put the bandages for them and sent them back. There were 44 kids severly injured and 5 were critical and admitted to ICU.
Nidhi watched as Ashutosh took control of the situation. He directed doctors to take charge of different wards. There wasn't enough space available in IPD for everyone. He asked Nidhi to get the medicines and injections and first aid material in the lobby and start treating those waiting there. Nidhi immediately started on her job with help from Priyanka and a nurse. But she could not help notice how Ashutosh had converted a chaotic looking situation into a manageable exercise. Even amidst the howling kids, crying parents, and intrusive media, everyone was clear on how to go about doing things. After assigning work to everyone, Ashutosh himself also started attending the patients. But not before taking care of something that was troubling Nidhi.
"Dr. Verma, please come to my office for a minute please," he addressed her formally. Nidhi asked Priyanka to take care of the patient she was attending and went with him.
"Dr. Nidhi. Meri ek spare pair of slippers yahan padi rahti hain hamesha. Aap ye le lijiye. Thodi badi hongi, lekin comfortable rahengi. High heels mein aap bhaag daud nahin kar payengi."
Nidhi was so surprised, she stared at him for a while.
"Kya hua Dr. Nidhi?"
"Haan? Nahin... Kuchh nahin..." she came out of her trance, "Thank you. Aapne itna dhyaan rakha."
She took the slippers, put them on and rushed out of the room. She didn't know why, but she felt very shy. Ashutosh smiled seeing her almost run out. She had left her sandles right near the door of his office. He picked them up and placed them behind his table, where they won't be visible to the visitors.
Priyanka noticed her slippers when she came back.
"Nidhi. Ye slippers?"
"Haan woh yahan pade hue the extra. High heels mein kaam karna mushkil hota na. Isliye..."
Priyanka looked at her questioningly, but Nidhi ignored her.
For next two hours they worked without a break. In between a crying woman approached Nidhi, "Doctor. Meri bachchi kaisi hai? Use kitna dard ho raha hoga?"
Nidhi looked at the nurse to know what happened to her daughter, "Severe burn ka case hai Dr. Nidhi. Use quarantine mein rakha gaya hai."
"Dekhiye aap chinta mat kijiye. Theek ho jayegi. Use alag isliye rakha gaya hai taki germs use nuksaan na karein."
"Phool si meri bachchi. Zara si chot aa jaati thi to ro ro kar aasmaan sar par utha deti thi. Itni jalan kaise bardasht karegi?"
"Use pain killers diye hain na humne. Aur abhi to anaesthesia mein hogi. Use koi dard nahin mahsoos ho raha hoga. Lekin aap please apna khayaal rakhiye. Agar aap hi ro ro kar beemar pad gayin to uski dekh bhaal kaun karega," Nidhi repeated what she had often heard Ashutosh tell the attendants of patients.
And that simple logic seemed to drive the point home. She did calm down. Nidhi decided to check on the child anyway. And what she saw there shattered her. The child was under anaesthesia. That with pain killers would probably keep her pain away. But will she or her mother be able to stay calm when they see her burnt face and body. What mental trauma it will be for them, when even as a doctor, Nidhi was horrified to see her face? She rushed out of the room.
Finally it looked like everything had been attended to. The corridor was empty now as extra beds had been put and everyone had been accommodated in the rooms. As per the policy of children's ward, parents and attendants had been sent home for the night.
Nidhi sat down on a bench in the empty corridor trying to take a stock of the things around her. She had never seen anything like this before. She read about the terrorist attacks, accidents; she saw the clippings on the TV. She had felt bad for people, but what she felt by being in the middle on all this was very different. She could not even name that feeling. Disgust? Fear? Anger? Sickness? Tiredness? All combined!
She did not realize when Ashutosh came and sat by her. She noticed him only when he spoke, "Ise imtihaan kahte hain Dr. Nidhi. Woh imtihaan nahin jo hum paper-pen par dete hain. Real life ka imtihaan."
Nidhi smiled weakly, "Aap to expert hain, real life ke imtihaan dene mein."
"Achchha. Aisa kyon lagta hai aapko?"
"Jis tarah se aapne sab kuchh sambhaala... Hum sab log to kitna hadbada gaye the."
"Ye to bas professional maturity hai. Samay ke saath aapme bhi aa jayegi."
Ashutosh smiled, "Take care Nidhi." Then he walked away.
Nidhi also decided to go back to the ward and check on the patients.
"Dr. Ashutosh. Ek bachche ko saans nahin aa rahi hai. Aap please mere saath chaliye," Nidhi came rushing to Ashutosh.
Ashutosh went to the child. He quickly checked his condition and sent the nurse to fetch the cardiologist. Cardiologist came, but it was too late. Ashutosh looked at his watch and noted the time of the death.
Nidhi was so horrified that she stumbled while walking away from the bed. Nidhi should have completed some formalities after the child's death, but seeing her condition Ashutosh decided to do that himself. He saw her walking towards the common room absent-mindedly. He decided to check on her after completing the formalities.
Nidhi sat on a chair in the common room and then she broke down. She started sobbing uncontrollably. Sonali was there in the room. She came to her tried to calm her down. Dr. Rangnath and couple of other doctors also walked in just then. They all understood what she was going through. They all were in the same boat. It was just a question of who could withstand how much before breaking down. They tried to comfort her, but to no avail.
Finally Ashutosh walked in, "Dr. Verma. Kya ho raha hai? Ye kya halat bana rakhi aapne apni? Aap aise karengi to patients aur unke parents ka kya hoga? Jaiye. Ja kar munh dho kar aaiye. Jaiye please."
Nidhi obeyed him and walked towards the washroom.
Ashutosh looked at the other doctors sitting in the room, many of them on the verge of breaking down. It wasn't the first time he had seen this. Unfortunately calamities kepts striking around them far too often. And there always were those young doctors, who would find it difficult to cope. He had handled them many a times. He had to do that now.
"Aur aap log yahan kya kar rahe hain? Dr. Verma se zyada bahar ward mein patients ko aap logon ki zaroorat hai. Aur unke saamne aap aisi roni shakal bana kar nahin ja sakte. Dr. Ranghnath? Aap to senior hain. Sambhaliye in sab ko."
"Sir, insaan to hum sab bhi hain. Itna kuchh dekh kar asar to hum par bhi padta hi hai."
Ashutosh softened, "Main jaanta hoon. Hum sab bahut pressure mein hain. Ye sab bahut darawana hai. Ek taraf to hum doctors se ye ummeed ki jaati hai ki hum insaaniyat ke saath rahein. Wahin doosri taraf aam insaanon ki tarah emotional bhi nahin ho sakte. Ye hamare profession ka sabse bada challenge hai. Lekin iska kuchh kiya nahin ja sakta."
Rangnath gathered himself together. He had to help his boss, not break down himself, "Aap theek kah rahe hain Sir. Aap chinta mat kijiye. Ye sab log meri zimmedaari hain."
"Thank you Dr. Rangnath. Aur dhyaan rakhiye ki ye sab log bhi kuchh kha pee lein baari baari se. Doctors, agle ek-do dinon tak ho sakta hai ki aap logon ko aaraam karne ka mauka nahin mile. Lekin is samay aaraam kar bhi kaun sakta hai?"
"Yes Sir. Aap hamari chinta mat kijiye. We will manage," said one of the interns.
With this everyone left the room. Ashutosh sat down on the sofa. Nidhi came out of the washroom after a minute or so.
"Come here Nidhi. Sit down." She did that.
"Kya hua? Ghabra gayi thi?" She nodded.
"Nidhi. Shayad aaj pahli baar tumne kissi patient ki death hote dekhi hai."
"Emotionally hamein break kar dene waala moment hota hai ye Nidhi. Lekin professionally, ye ek humbling moment hota hai. Jab tak patient ki saans chal rahi hai, hum use kuchh bhi kar ke bachane ki koshish karte hain. Lekin kuchh cheezein hamare haath mein nahin hoti. Life ke exam mein bhi out of syllabus questions hote hain."
Nidhi smiled slightly at that quip.
"Un questions se hamein haar maanni hi padti hai. Lekin hum unke saath toot jayen, ye afford nahin kar sakte. Baaki ke sawaal hamara intezaar kar rahe hote hain. Unhein hamare answers ki zaroorat hoti hai. Baat samajh rahi ho na?"
"I am sorry Sir."
"Sorry?" Ashutosh rued, "Ye to mujhe kahna chahiye. Tumhare oopar itna pressure daal raha hoon. Waise hum log ek-doosre ke saath itni formalities kyon karte hain? Thank you. Sorry. Inki zaroorat hai kya?"
Another one! Nidhi turned red and felt goosebumps on her skin.
Before either of them could say anything, they had an interruption.
"What a sweet little scene," Mallika said sarcastically, "Suna hai Dr. Nidhi ki tabiyat kharaab hai. Ashutosh. Koi special dawai di ya nahin?"
Nidhi glared at her, but did not say anything. She walked out of the room.
Ashutosh had had enough. After Nidhi went away, he told her, "Mallika. Kissi ke tolerance ko itna mat test karo ki woh tumhein jawaab dene par mazboor ho jaye. Main kabhi nahin chahoonga ki mujhe tumhein kissi aur ke saamne koi kadwi baat kahni pade. Lekin please mujhe force mat karo."
He walked out of the room as well. He was surrounded by media persons. He sent them to his office and looked for Nidhi, "Dr. Nidhi. Aap Dr. Mallika ki baaton ka bura mat maaniyega. Zindagi kabhi kabhi logon ko kadwa bana deti hai."
"Woh aapki dost hain. Main unhein bardasht kar sakti hoon," Nidhi said with a faint smile, "Main ward mein jaati hoon."
Ashutosh nodded and watched her go with a smile on his lips. She understood him!
Amidst al this, the media was insatiable. Dr. Rangnath tried his best, but after things settled down a bit, they thought it was better for Dr. Ashutosh to give a statement and satisfy them. Tired and exhausted, he did even that.
Then he walked into the common room, where all the doctors and interns were sitting. They all had gotten some time to relax after a while.
"Sab kuchh theek thaak hai?" he asked.
"Kuchh khaya piya aap logon ne?"
"Yes Sir. Aap fikr mat kijiye. Yahan sab theek hai."
"Great. Main apne office mein hoon. Koi issue ho to mujhe bata dijiyega."
Nidhi wondered if the last bit was meant for her. She decided to risk it and reached his cabin with tea.
"Thank you Dr. Nidhi. Lekin aap meri aadat bigaad rahi hain."
"Aapke chai laane ki aisi aadat pad gayi hai ki kitni bhi thakaan ho rakhi ho, khud laana yaad hi nahin rahta."
"To ismein kaun si badi baat hai. Main kaun sa bana kar laati hoon. Ek button hi to dabana hai. Aapke liye chai to la hi sakti hoon."
"Haan jab tak aap yahan hain, tab tak... Par uske baad?"
"To main kahan ja rahi hoon?"
"PG nahin karni aapko?"
"Yahin kaam karte hue karoongi. Credit to mil hi jayega."
"Children's ward mein?"
"Bilkul. Main pediatrics mein hi specialize bhi karoongi."
The question caught her off guard for a moment. What was she to say? Because she had to follow his footsteps? Because she wanted to be like him?
"Mujhe bachche pasand hain," she finally said.
Ashutosh smiled, "Haan. Woh to dikhta hai mujhe. Lekin phir bhi. Meri aadat mat bigadiye. Mujhe dar lagta hai."
"Kis cheez se?"
"Ye kaisi baat hui? Khushiyon se bhala kyon dar lagta hai aapko?"
"Kyonki woh chhin jaati hain to bahut dukh hota hai. Woh dukh bardasht karne ki himmat nahi hai mujhme."
"Aapke Baba ki nishani chhin jaane ka bahut dukh hai na aapko?"
Ashutosh looked surprised. She remembered!
Nidhi thought that he did not remember telling her and hence was surprised.
"Aapne khud hi bataya tha mujhe..." Nidhi explained hesitantly.
"Pata hai. Lekin aapne bhi yaad rakha, ye bahut badi baat hai."
"Aakhir kya cheez thi woh?"
"Janna chahti hain aap?"
"Theek hai. Kabhi aapko dikha doonga."
"Par woh to aapke paas nahin hai?"
"Lekin dikha sakta hoon."
There was a silence for a few moments. Then Nidhi took his leave to go to the ward.
"Dr. Nidhi. Aapke liye phone hai," the receptionist called Nidhi. Nidhi took the receiver from her. It was the mother of one of the kids whom she had treated yesterday and then sent back. Apparently the child had developed severe pain in her arms now. After the bombings, many areas of the city were under curfew and the parents could not bring the child to the hospital. Nidhi assured her that she would come to their house as doctors would be allowed to go and took the address down.
Nidhi checked for Ashutosh, but he was out. She asked the receptionist and was informed that he had gone out with Dr. Armaan for some work. The mobile network was practically jammed in the city after the blasts. So, Nidhi gave the address to the receptionist and asked her to inform Dr. Rangnath and Dr. Ashutosh that she'd be there.
Then she went to the common room to pick up her things. Mallika was sitting there. So, as a courtesy she informed her, "Dr. Mallika. Main ek patient ko dekhne bahar ja rahi hoon. Ek do ghanton mein lautungi."
"Really?" Mallika responded.
"Mera matlab hai ki bahar jaane ka reason batana zaroori nahin hai. Lekin ye batana zaroori hai ki aap kiske saath ja rahi hain."
"What do you mean?"
"Na to aap koi bachchi hain, na hi bewkoof. Baaki baatein ko aapko achchhe se samajh mein aati hain?"
"Aapka kah rahi hain ki main jhooth bol rahi hoon?"
"Tumhari umra mein sabhi jhooth bolte hain. Maine bhi bahut bole hain. Kabhi time ho to Dr. Ashutosh se poochh lena."
"Main jhooth nahin bolti."
"Theek hai. To phir jo baat main tumse poochh rahi hoon, uska sach sach jawaab dena."
"Aapko mujhse problem kya hai? Why do you hate me so much?"
"Tumne dil khol kar apni baat kahi hai, to main bhi sach hi bataungi. Koi aurat ye bardasht nahin kar sakti ki jise woh pyaar karti ho, use koi usse chheen le."
Nidhi sighed in exasperation.
"Itni bholi nahin ho tum. Tum achchhi tarah jaanti thi ki mera aur Ashutosh ka rishta kitna gahra hai. Lekin tumne apni umra aur chehre ko hathiyaar bana kar istemaal kiya. Main galat kah rahi hoon kya?"
"Dr. Mallika. Aap mujhe badtamizi karne par majbooor mat kijiye."
"Meri baatein tumhein bhale hi pasand na aayen, lekin apni bhalai ke liye sun lo. Ashutosh ko mujhse zyada koi nahin jaanta. Tum uske saamne kuchh nahin ho. Tumhein kya lagta hai ki he will fall for an immature, irreponsible girl like you? Kabhi nahin. Aur agar tumne use phansa bhi liya, to ye samajh lo ki woh ek bahut hi kamzor insaan hai. He is a weak man. He is not someone who can protect you. Jab duniya tumhare rishte par sawaal khade karegi, to woh tumhein beech majhdhaar mein chhod kar chala jayega. Woh sirf apne kaam se, ya apne aap se pyaar kar sakta hai."
"I can't believe this Dr. Mallika. Aapki soch kitni cheap hai. And how can a woman stoop so low? Itna kaise gir sakti hai koi aurat?"
"Nidhi. Aurat mein bahut taakat hoti hai. Aur ye tumhein us din pata chalega, jab tum mere aamne-saamne khadi hogi."
"Main aur aap kabhi aamne saamne nahin khade honge, Dr. Mallika." Nidhi stormed out of the room leaving an angry Mallika behind.