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EHSAAS

: New fan fic featuring our favorite couple Angad and Kripa. This story is inspired by A.J Cronin's "The Citadel" and Hindi movie, "Tere Mere Sapne". Of course, I have modified it to suit our modern times and focus on A-K love story rather than other details. I hope you like it.

PART 1:

LECTURE HALL AT MUMBAI MEDICAL COLLEGE:

HEAD OF SURGERY ADDRESSING THE SURGICAL RESIDENTS:

"I would like to welcome all the surgical residents to their final year of training. As you all know, our medical college takes pride in training the best physicians and surgeons in this country. As per tradition, all our final year students have to spend one year training in an underserved area of our state. This part of your training not only helps you hone your skills as a surgeon, but serves the people of these smaller communities. This year, we have selected some towns, where we have not sent our residents before. As a part of your training, you will get to work with one of the local doctors and be paid a monthly stipend of Rs 1000.00 per month. I know it sounds very meager, but as you know you all are still learning, and we want you to get a taste of working in a smaller and underserved community. I am sure you would all cherish this experience and fondly remember this year in the years to come. Here is a list of the postings for all of you. GOOD LUCK!"

"Yaar...maine suna hai, kayi shehron mein tho bijli bhi nahin hoti......main aaj tak AC ke bina nahin raha.apni life mein....." Prithvi Bose, a final year surgical resident complained. He was the son of a rich doctor, who basically went to med school on his dad's insistence. He wanted his son to take over his lucrative cosmetic surgery practice after his retirement.

"Prithvi! Aisa kar, apne saath ek generator bhi saath le jaana......tere dad arrange kar denge....," Angad Khanna, his good friend and collegue said sarcastically.

Angad Khanna came from a middle class background. His parents had died when he was 14 years old. His sister, Kanan and brother-in-law, Nishant had helped him get through high school and medical school. Kanan and Nishant now lived in Bangalore, where Nishant was a software engineer at a multinational company.

Both Angad and Prithvi were popular in the campus, the former for his good looks, intelligence and charming nature; the latter for his good looks and fat bank balance.

Prithvi was a magnet for attractive young girls; he would rather spend his time flirting with them than focusing on his work. He knew that no one could stop him from graduating from this program, and he could join his dad whenever he was ready to practice.

Angad, on the other hand, was very ambitious and focused. He knew this was his chance to prove his worth and make a name for himself. He was looking forward to his posting at a nearby small town called Ramgarh. He always imagined working in a small town, where his skills could make a difference to the kind of care people received. He excelled as a physician and surgeon and had always graduated at the top of his class. He knew a lot of his female colleagues were interested in him, but he limited his interaction with them to casual friendships. He did not want to get into a serious relationship, till he was ready to settle down and most of all- FIND THE RIGHT GIRL!

Angad and Prithvi usually hung out with two other women, who they knew since the early days of medical college, Aaliyah and Anita. Aaliyah was now training to become an obstetrician and Anita, a radiologist. The four of them still took time to hang out together and go out for dinner or movies once in a while.

The four friends met at their favorite coffee shop before Angad and Prithvi left for their year-long assignments.

Aaliyah was almost like a sister to Angad, "Angad.....tho tum ek saal ke liye Ramgarh jaa rahe ho......hmm...kahin wahan koi gaaon ki gori na mil jaaye?" she laughed as she knew Angad liked women to be modern, independent and well-educated.

"Gaaon ki gori kam se kam tum jaisi chaaloo tho nahin hogi," he punched Aaliyah playfully

"Haan...par anpadh ganwaar tho ho sakti hai...." Aaliya teased him back

"NO WAY! No anpadh ganwaars for me! Don't worry Aaliyah, Ramarh jaise sheher mein English bolne waali bhi mil jaaye na tho ganeemat hoga.....i have my doubts....main ek saal ke baad jab wapas aaoonga, mere liye ek ultramodern ladki tayyar rakhna...OK!"

"Prithvi...tera kya hoga kaaliya?" Angad patted Prithvi's back

Prithvi sat with his feet on the table and blew smoke whorls in the air. He took another whiff of his cigarette and looked at the ceiling, "don't worry yaar! Mere dad ne meri saza kam karwa di hai....mujhey sirf teen mahine ek small town called Ferozpur mein kaam karna hoga.....the rest of my time will be spent in London..."

"London?" Anita had a puzzled look, "how did you manage that?"

"Money...my dear money....dad donated 20 lakhs for the new surgical wing...that's it.....money can buy anything...." Prithvi said proudly

Angad just grinned, "except ethics.....self-respect......hard work....."

"OH C'mon Angad! Not again....you need to go out in the real world, and then you will realize.....dekhtey hain ek saal baad tere iraade kya hote hain?" Prithvi scoffed at Angad's self-righteous comments as usual.

"OK guys...main chalta hoon....i need to pack, meri train kal subah 6 baje ki hai....see you all in a year!" Angad got up and hugged all his friends

"Phone tho karte rehna....." Aaliya said tearfully

"yadi gaaon ki gori ne ijaazat de di tho...," Angad pinched her nose and they both laughed as he left.

RAMGARH TRAIN STATION:

Angad arrived at the small, single platform train station and looked around, "Dr Misra ne tho kaha tha koi mujhey lene aayega…..yahan tho koi driver type aadmi dikh nahin raha….lagta hai richshaw ya paidal hi jaana padhega….,"

" Dr. Khanna …Dr Khanna!" Angad turned around as he heard his name. He was surprised to see a young, petite, small-framed woman waving at him. He went closer and saw a fair, pretty girl in a salwaar-kameez, with big brown, but very expressive eyes, "Jee…main Dr Khanna hoon..," he introduced himself.

"Oh HI! I am Kripa Sharma. I have come to pick you up."

Angad was startled and thought, "lagta hai yeh bhi Ramgarh ghoomney aayi hai…"

"Shall we?" Kripa asked, flashing her innocent and cheerful smile.

"Sure!" Angad picked his bag and followed the petite lady.

"Kripa jee…kaisi hain? Kya haal hai madam?.....Aaj bacchon ko school nahin bheja madam…..Namaste madam….." a lot of passers by seemed to know Kripa well. They all smiled and greeted her respectfully.

"Lagta hai aap thode he dinon mein kaafi popular ho gayi hain…" Angad said

"Thode hi din? She was surprised by his question

"Nahin…mera matlab hai ki aap bhi tho ek visitor hai na yahan?"

"Visitor? Nahin..nahin main tho issi sheher ki hoon…..paida bhi yahin huyi thi aur maroongi bhi yahin……" Kripa looked back and smiled at him.

There was something very enchanting about her smile; Angad found himself staring at her lips and beautiful teeth intently.

Kripa snapped her fingers, "Doctor sahib..kahan kho gaye?"

"Oh…kuch nahin….I guess I figured you are a visitor because…because…." Angad hesitated

"I am an English teacher at the local elementary school…..I hope that clears your confusion…," she laughed as she understood why he was so intrigued.

Angad was really surprised again when Kripa unlocked the door to a car, and let him in to the passenger seat.

She took his bag and put it into the trunk. He was amazed and just stared at her.

Kripa sat in the driver'seat and started the car, "tho aap soch rahe the main aap ko taange mein lene aaoongi…..ab yahan Basanti ka raaj nahin hai…..this is the 21 st century doctor, ab Ramgarh mein bhi cars zyaada aur rickshaw-taange kam dikhte hain….chalein?"

This girl was full of surprises! Angad thought, "Aaliyah…you need to meet this gaaon ki gori!"

"Kuch kaha aapne?" Kripa asked as she turned at the stop sign.


"Nahin….kuch nahin…tho aap English teacher hain?…hmm….phir Dr Misra ko kaise jaanti hain?" Angad asked

"Wo mere maama hain……main waise tho school mein padhaati hoon, par unke ghar aati jaati rehti hoon…wo akele hai na ab…..aur boodhe bhi ho gaye hain…..I like to hang out with him….he is happy that you will be working with him…," Kripa kept chatting and telling him about Dr Misra and his practice.

Angad was amused to see how chatty this English teacher was. He just listened to her as she went on and on.

"Aap kuch bol nahin rahe doctor?" Kripa finally asked

"Lagta hai Basanti tho chali gayi, par apni legacy chhod gayi hai….," Angad laughed. Kripa joined him and laughed aloud, "you have a good sense of humor doctor!"

..to be continued….



Edited by bheegi - 12 June 2008 at 3:34pm

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PART 2:

Kripa drove through the crowded streets of Ramgarh effortlessly. She was very familiar with every pothole and curve on the road.

"Arre…arre…watch out…aage ek bhains baithi hai!" Angad warned her.

"Don't worry…..mujhey aadat hai….mamaji ne car tho kayi saalon se le rakhi hai, par unhey drive karne se darr lagta hai…..tabhi main hi chalaati hoon unki gaadi….aap bhi use kar sakte hain….gaadi ghar par hi khadi rehti hai….maamaji ka clinic ghar par hi hai na….unhe yadi kahin jaana hota hai tho wo abhi bhi rickshaw hi bula lete hain…..kyonki wo drive karne se…," Kripa rambled on

Angad just nodded his head and rolled his eyes, "darrte hai na!" he completed her sentence.

Kripa turned a little red-faced from embarrassment, "sorry Dr Khanna…..main thoda zyaada bolti hoon…..," she looked at the visiting doctor from the corner of her eyes and noticed a faint smile on his handsome face. He had little stubble on his face from not having shaved today and she noticed that he barely had any leg room for his tall legs-she thought, "yeh sach much doctor hai kya? Mujhey tho actor jaisa lagta hai…."

Angad glanced at her and caught her staring at him, "kya hua? Chup kaise ho gayi aap?"

"wo…wo…kuch nahin…..main soch rahi thi ki aap kaam aaj se hi start karenge ya aaj thoda rest karna chahenge?" Kripa stuttered.

"Jaisa Dr Misra chaahe…." Angad replied

They arrived at a cute little two-storey home surrounded by a tall concrete fence. There was a small garden with beautiful flowers in front of the house. The house looked old from outside and seemed like it had not been painted for years. There were benches and chairs in the front patio-probably a waiting area for the patients.

Angad took out his bag from the trunk and followed Kripa.

"Mamaji…mamaji…," Kripa yelled as they walked in.

"Kripa bitiyaa…..Doctor sahib abhi ek mareez dekh rahe hain….," a middle-aged lady came out and said.

"theek hai maasi….maasi yeh Dr Angad Khanna hai….yeh mamaji ke saath kaam karenge….," Kripa introduced the visitor.

"Namaste!" Angad said politely

"Jeete raho beta…..main yahan Dr Misra ki nurse hoon…..kuch bhi chahiye tho bataana….chalo Kripa main chalti hoon, Doctor sahib ke saath Raghuram ke ghar jaana hai…." The nurse said. Her name was Damini and she had worked with Dr Misra for the last 25 years. She had not undergone any formal training to be a nurse, but her hands-on experience and dedication to Dr Misra had trained her very well. No one could tell that she had never been to nursing school.

"Yaad aaya Raghuram ki biwi ke baccha hone waala hai na?" Kripa remembered.

"Haan….Dr Khanna aap bhi chalenge?" Damini asked

"Sure…par main ek surgeon hoon…..bacche paida nahin karta…." Angad hesitated at that suggestion

Kripa started laughing, "Dr Khanna…..yahan aap sab kuch hain….this is not Mumbai…..aap surgeon bhi hai aur gynaecologist bhi hain….."

Angad took a big gulp and wondered, "yeh kaisi training hai? Main apni surgical skills kahin kho na baithoon.."

"Aap chai peeyenge Dr Khanna?" Kripa asked

"poonch kyon rahi hai…..banaade….Dr Khanna thak gaye honge…." Damini intervened

"Nahin main chai nahin peeta…." Angad added

Damini and Kripa laughed, "tho aap yahan survive kaise karenge?"

"Kyon? Chai ke bina bahut log survive kar lete hain.." Angad was puzzled at that comment

"Nahin Dr Khanna…..aap ko tho yahan din mein 10-10 baar chai peeni padhegi…..aap jis ke ghar bhi jaayenge wahan yadi aapne chai nahin pee tho wo bura maan jaayenge….Ramgarh ke log mehmaanbaazi mein bahut vishwaas karte hain…..yadi aapne kisi bhi cheez ke liye na keh diya na, tho wo rooth jaayenge…." Damini smiled and said.

"Oh really? Ok……par pehle aap mujhey mera room dikha deejiye, yeh bag rakhna hai…." Angad wanted to get away from these two talkative women

"Chaliye….mere saath chaliye…" Kripa led the way upstairs.

Angad was pleased to see his room- it was small, but neat with a twin bed and a desk in the corner, "Thanks Kripa jee…"

"Kripa jee?" she laughed out aloud, "aap mujhey sirf Kripa keh kar hi pukaariye…..main aap se choti hoon…..kuch chahiye tho mujhey awaaz de dena….main neeche hi hoon…."

Angad smiled and nodded his head, "Thanks Kripa!"

"You are welcome doctor!" she said cheerfully and disappeared.

Angad freshened up and came downstairs to find a number of snacks and tea ready in a kettle on the coffee table, "itni jaldi sab kaise prepare kar liya?"

Damini was still there, "Dr Khanna aap yahan kuch din rahenge tho samajh jaayenge ki Kripa ko aap ek kaam bolo, par wo dus cheezein ek saath kar degi….wo hi sambhaalthi hai Dr Misra ka ghar…..unki patni kuch saal pehle hi chal basi, tab se Kripa hi unki sab kuch hai…."

"Oh really? Par Kripa school mein teacher hai na?"

"Haan….wo bhi karti hai……par aaj schools ki chutti hai…." Damini poured tea in a cup

" Hello Dr Khanna! I am Dr Suryabhan Misra!" a tall, grey haired gentleman walked in with a slight limp.

Angad got up and shook his hand, 'Hello Dr Misra! It is my pleasure to meet you.."

"Baitho…baitho….aaj Kripa bitiya ne kya banaaya hai hamare mehmaan ke liye….oh samose aur Jalebi?" Dr Misra's mouth watered

"Mamaji…aap ki sugar kya thi aaj?Hmm…..no jalebis for you…" Kripa walked in and brought a bowl of upma for Dr Misra, "aap ke liye yeh hai…..jalebi ki taraf dekhiye bhi mat!"

"Uffo….tu tho mujhey aise hi maar degi…….kabhie tho apne boodhe mama par taras khaaya kar?" Dr Misra said dejectedly

"Aap kitne mareejon pe taras khaate hain?" Kripa fed Dr Misra the upma with a spoon like a mother.

Angad was amused to see the dynamics in this house. Looked like Dr Misra and Damini were both very dependent on this fragile looking petite girl.

"Dr Misra…..Raghuram ke ghar se bulaawa aaya hai…..daai keh rahi hai ki doctor ki zaroorat hai……" Damini came back in with a message

"chalo Dr Khanna….aapka first case…..jao tum Damini ke saath chale jao…..main kuch der aaram kar leta hoon…..aaj jodon mein zyaada taqleef ho rahi hai…" Dr Misra slumped into his rocking chair.

"Main?" Angad took a big gulp of the tea

"Haan……it should be straightforward Dr Khanna…..Damini sab sambhaal legi….."

Just as Angad was mustering some courage to step out into the real world, a man came running into the house, 'dr sahib…sr sahib…..mere bete ko bachaa lee jiye….uska pair tractor mein aa gaya hai….."

Dr Misra jumped up from the chair, "chalo Damini…..mere saath chalo….aur Kripa tum Dr Khanna ko Raghu ke ghar le jao…."

Angad was baffled, "Aap? Aap chalengi mere saath? But you are not a medical professional…"

Kripa did not answer and went into the clinic. She came back with a bag and few other supplies, "let's go Dr Khanna!"

Angad just followed her; he had no choice.

They arrived at a small house in the middle of a crowded neighborhood.

"aayo Kripa beti…..shakuntala bahut dard mein hai…." Raghuram met them at the door, "doctor sahib nahin aaye?" he was disappointed to not see Dr Misra

"Yeh, Dr Khanna hain…Mumbai se aaye hain…" Kripa gestured at Angad

"Namaste!" Angad folded his hands politely

"Naya doctor? Bitiya badhe Dr sahib ko bula lo….." Raghuram sounded skeptical when he saw the young, inexperienced doctor.

"Tum fikr mat karo Raghu! Yeh desh ke sabse acche hospital se aaye hain.." Kripa reassured him and walked inside the dimly lit room.

Angad was horrified to see a lady on a small bed, crying out in labor pains with at least a dozen or so other women watching over her and giving her advise.

The room was very dimly lit, "yahan batti nahin hai?" Angad asked as he took position to assess the pregnant woman

"Nahin dr sahib…..batti nahin hai…..kya lalten se kaam ho jaayega?" a lady asked

"theek hai…..jo bhi ho.." Angad put on his gloves and was shocked as he felt the baby's head was ready to deliver.

"Kripa! Give me some instruments…..the head is stuck!"

Angad was not prepared for this precipitous delivery. His only experience with pregnant women was his month long rotation in medical college and that too under strict supervision of the best gynecologists in the country. His head started spinning as he tried to recall his textbooks on what to do if the head was stuck, "FORCEPS! Forceps Kripa! Lekin do you know what they are?"

Kripa laid out a tray next to him with all types of instruments. He was surprised that Kripa was so calm and collected when he was panicking like a novice.

She quietly gave Angad the required instruments and helped him deliver the baby effortlessly. Kripa took the baby and left Angad to stitch the lady up where he had made an incision to aid with the delivery.

Angad saw that the baby was still blue and not crying. Kripa held the baby upside down with his legs and patted the baby's back vigorously.

Angad was horrified, 'KRIPA! DON'T DO THAT! THAT IS NOT SAFE!"

Kripa was surprised, as that was the most common way she had seen dr misra and Damini resuscitate any baby who was not crying. She gave him a quizzical look, 'Why doctor? The baby is not breathing"

Angad was grinding his teeth in anger, "THAT IS TOO OLD FASHIONED…YOU CAN HARM THE BABY! THAT IS WHY I DID NOT WANT YOU TO COME WITH ME….YOU ARE NOT A MEDICAL PERSON!" The mother was bleeding profusely and Angad could not leave his place till he had finished stitching her up.

Kripa was offended; she did not care for being reprimanded in front of so many people and that too by this stranger. Fortunately, the baby took some deep gasps and started turning pink to the relief of everyone in the room.

"Aaj tak mamaji aur Damini maasi ne mujhey kabhie nahin toka….maana main dr ya nurse nahin hoon…..I am just helping out……who does he think he is? This is not Mumbai…..he needs to learn how to work in these situations……pata nahin kyon aaya hai!" Kripa had tears in her eyes as she handed the baby to the new mother and spoke to herself.

The family thanked Angad and Kripa; Raghuram was overjoyed to see a son, "doctor sahib…..chai peekar tho jaaiye….yeh leejiye mithai khaaiye…..arre bhai logon yeh naye doctor sahib hain! In hone mujhey ek beta diya hai! Jai ho doctor sahib ki!"

All the family members and visitors came and thanked Angad. They lifted him up on their shoulders and did a little dance.

"arre..arre…mujhey neeche utaar dee jiye…..maine tho kuch nahin kiya…..ladka tho hona hi tha….wo tho 9 mahine pehle hi ban gaya tha…." Angad got off their shoulders.

"Nahin…nahin doctor sahib….yeh aapke haath ka jadoo hai…..ab aap sab gharon mein baccha paida karne jaayenge…" one old man spoke.

Angad could not believe his ears; how could people be so superstitious and ignorant in the 21 st century!

He looked at Kripa for answers, but she was packing the instruments and purposely avoiding his gaze. She was still upset, "chaliye Dr Khanna….." she said curtly.

On the way back, Kripa drove silently. Angad felt a little adrenaline rush inside him after the whole delivery experience-he could not believe what had just happened. He was dying to call Aaliyah about his first real world experience. He noticed that Kripa was unusually quiet.

"Kripa….thanks for all your help…" he said softly

"Next time, find someone else to help you! Main ek teacher hoon, medical professional nahin!" she said curtly

"Oh..yeh baat hai!…..Well Kripa jo aap kar rahi thi wo galat tareeka tha…..you could have harmed the baby….babies can get brain hemorrhage like that!" Angad said angrily.

"How do I know? Mujhey aaj tak kisi ne bataaya thode hi hai…I just help out….I have no desire to be a dr or a nurse!" Kripa replied back angrily.

"Chote shehron mein yahi problem hai……no wonder there are so many quacks in these places…." Angad said arrogantly. Angad was very proud of his training at one of the premier institutes in India. He had worked with some of the best doctors in the nation and they all had a slight condescending attitude towards small town hospitals and doctors.

Kripa tried to suppress her tears as they returned to Dr Misra's house.

Kripa got off quickly and took all the supplies inside. Angad followed her without noticing what affect his words had on her.

He followed her into the clinic and saw that she was cleaning the instruments and placing them in the little outdated autoclave for sterilization.

He went close to the autoclave and read the temperature gauge, "Yeh tho theek kaam nahin karta…..kab se use kar rahe ho yeh autoclave?"

Kripa continued to clean the instruments and refused to answer his questions.

"Yeh kya kar rahe ho aap log? Is temperature mein tho kuch bhi sterilize nahin hoga!" Angad yelled again, but stopped short when he saw tears rolling down kripa's tender cheeks. He felt really bad; he did not mean to hurt her feelings, "Oh Kripa…I am sorry…"

Kripa finished loading the autoclave and left the clinic, maintaining a cold silence.

Angad kicked himself, "may be I was too harsh on her…..uski kya galti hai….she is doing what she has been taught……galti Dr Misra ki hai….i must apologise…."

Angad looked for Kripa everywhere, but finally found her in the kitchen.

He crossed his arms and observed her cutting the vegetables and making the dough.

He came closer, "can I help?"

"It is not necessary…aap jaaiye….i will call you when lunch is ready," she replied coldly.

"Aap ne meri help ki, ab main bhi aapki help kar sakta hoon…." Angad lowered his head and looked into her tearful eyes.

Kripa smiled a little, "pehle daant the hain phir aap aap kar ke mujhsey baat karte hain…"

"OK…tho kya main TUMHARI help kar sakta hoon?" he smiled back

…to be continued…..

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oh this is really good ...secondly i was laughing that ...."doctor saab ab app sab ke bacha paida kerna "   ......GOD that is hillarious .......really ppl of small towns are so innocent ............ Clap

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wow it's really good..awesome

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that was really good..
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