Hey all...Reya is back with chapter 1...thank you so much for the wonderful response to the prologue...hopefully this SS will live up to ur expectations..😳
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https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/1793981?pn=5
Okay, i think i am done now..😆..okies...enjoy...but a FYI...it hasn't been edited...
Ch.1
I pulled the car to a stop at the Delhi General Hospital
emergency entrance and got out opening the back seat door. Carefully securing
her in my arms, I lifted her out of the car. Just as I have gathered her my
arms when she lightly stirred with the movement.
"Hello Miss, can you hear me?", I called out.
She slowly fluttered her eyelids open and I
found myself staring into the captivating hazel pools of her eyes. She stared
at me in confusion trying to figure out where she was, wincing as she tired to
get out of my arms when clearly she had no strength.
"Please Miss don't move, I am just trying to help you.", I
said trying to keep a firm hold on her.
She immediately panicked and started to sob as she tried to
move away from me opening her mouth to say something but she soon lost unconscious
again slumping back into my arms. I cursed myself for trying to scare her off
like that and neglecting the severity of her injuries. Just then I saw a ward
boy walking by.
"Mahesh, get a stretcher now.", I called out to him.
"Yes Dr.Khurana.", he nodded before he went off.
Within seconds, he was back with a stretcher and I carefully
placed her on it but then realized how transparent her saree was; exposing her
skin and her sleeveless blouse. Without another thought, I reached into the car
to pull out my jacket and covered her as much as possible. Giving Mahesh a nod,
we both wheeled her in.
"Wheel her into first available room.", I ordered and
another ward boy took over. "Nurse Aarti, page Dr. Maltorta right now.", I
called out at the nurse station as I passed by.
"But Dr.Khurana, Dr.Shergill is the ER in charge right now."
"Nurse, do as you are told, please page Dr.Maltorta right
now."
She nodded, "Yes Doctor". Giving her a nod, I walked into
room 102.
As soon as the ward boys wheeled her in, we had to get her
onto the hospital bed. I won't lie and say that I was tempted to hold her
delicately in my arms to put her on the bed gently but that wouldn't be
professional behaviour. A doctor should never emotionally connect with their
patient but technically she wasn't my patient, was she? Instead, I watched as
the ward boys transferred her with one swift movement.
"What could it be that need my attention even after the
thirty hour shift I worked?", I heard someone ask at the nurse station. Knowing
who it was, I rushed out.
I walked out to see Dr.Pari Maltorta. But she wasn't just my
colleague, she was my best friend, the friend I had known forever since I was
three. The friend who supported me
through thick and thin. And that's why I wanted her to deal with this case.
"I had them
page you Pari.", I said from behind.
Pari's irritation quickly dissolved into worry as she saw
me.
"Maan, what are you doing here? You are suppose to be taking
it easy for a few days.", she looked at me with eyes filled with compassion and
worry as she placed her gentle hand on my shoulder. "And what happened to
you?", she asked as she took in my appearance as my white kurta was blotted
with blood, not to mention the scarps I had gotten on my face and arms.
"Pari, I am fine but there is a case I want you to handle.",
I said.
"Maan, you are not fine, you need to get cleaned up. You
know that you can easily get an infection with these small wounds. And plus
there are other doctors in the ER that can handle this case."
"Please Pari, I want you to handle this case. Don't worry
about me, I will get one of the nurses to clean my wounds."
Pari looked utterly confused, "But Maan, how can I handle
the case when I don't even know anything about it?"
"Even I don't know anything yet. I found this girl in the
jungle at Delhi Hilltop---"
"WHAT? What the hell were you doing in the jungle?", she cut
me off looking at me angrily. A few nurses knowingly glanced in our direction
already aware of how we behaved with each other.
"You can yell later Pari, I promise. But for now, that girl
needs your attention. All I could tell was that there may be a bullet in her
right shoulder, a deep cut possibly from a knife on her neck and a wound on her
left temple."
"Okay and "
"That's all I know. Now please go.", I said nudging her in
before she could protest.
The door closed behind me but the fear and worry I had in my
heart wouldn't leave. What was it about this girl had my heart all riled up?
Staying true to my words, I got one of the nurses to quickly
clean my scratches and scraps up and then rushed back to the ER. As I tried to
remain clam and composed while I waited outside, I fought the urge to burst
through the doors to see how she really was. Minutes seemed like hours and I
failed to understand the state of my own heart. Why was I so worried for a
woman I knew absolutely nothing about? But those eyes, those eyes were full of
sorrow even for the few seconds I had looked into them. Who was she? And who
could have done this to her? I paced from one end of the hallway to the other
as minutes ticked into hours getting no answers to my questions.
Finally after what seemed like ages, Pari finally emerged out
of the room with a defeated expression. I rushed to her.
"How is she Pari? Is she okay?"
Pari touched my shoulder gently, "Let's go talk in my
office."
I held her hand to get her to look into my eyes, "But is she
okay?", I asked needing the answer, for the reasons even I was unknown to.
Pari touched my cheek lightly as she looked at me intently,
"Yes, she is out of danger for now. Come on, go to my office while I grab some
coffee from the caf."
"No, I just want to see her myself."
Pari opened her mouth to say something but I interpreted
her, "Just for a minute. I want to see her."
"Maan, she is on sedatives right now, she won't gain
consciousness for another few hours."
"I know but I just want to see for myself that she is really
out of danger."
She looked at me intently for a moment before she simply
nodded. I smiled and mumbled thanks before I turned towards the room door.
I slowly cracked open the door to see the room lightly
dimmed with the daylight seeking in just as the sun was greeting the day. I
walked over to her bed where she was now changed into a baby pink hospital gown
and she looked much better than she had in that plain white saree. They was a
bandage wrapped around her forehead, a patch on her neck and the wound was
dressed as well. But she looked like she was at peace, sleeping without a worry
in the world. Seeing her content expression brought a faint smile to my lips;
but I had no idea why.
I could understand that I felt an obligation as a doctor to
save her life but then why didn't I treat her myself? I had done my job by
bringing her to the hospital then why did I wait for hours to hear about her?
If Pari had told me that she was out of danger then why did I need to see her
for myself? There were so many questions in my head; but I didn't have an
answer for even one of them. I looked down at her angelic face and fought the
temptation to caress her cheek wondering how it would feel against my fingers.
I didn't know a thing about this but she had drawn me towards her in the matter
of hours. There were countless girls throwing themselves at me but I had never
paid any heed but this girl; I already knew she was special. I needed to leave
now. She wouldn't like waking up with a stranger staring at her but I knew deep
down that I didn't want to see her sorrow filled eyes. Not being to help
myself, I picked her hand and laced our fingers together drawing in her warmth.
Sighing to myself, I placed her hand back on the bed knowing I had no right to
touch her like that. Giving her one final lingering glance, I walked out
leaving the door open just a crack.
I took the elevator to the third floor and headed towards
the direction of OB/GYN ward checking if Pari was there. This was the first
place I looked because Pari worked as a OB/GYN in this hospital. Nurse Swati
saw me looking around and knew who I was looking for.
"She's in her office Dr.Khurana.", Nurse Swati said and I
nodded at her with a brief smile.
Walking down the hall, I knocked on the door.
"Come in"
I opened at door to see Pari seating at her desk with her
specs on buried in a file.
She stood up as soon she saw me and came forward to hug me
tightly. I placed my hands on her waist taking in the comfort she offered.
"How are you holding up?", she asked quietly with her head
still on my chest.
"I am fine, just fine.", I said quickly drawing back. "Why
wouldn't I be fine? I mean what does this girl mean to me?"
"I was talking about Dadi Ma.", she said with a intent look.
"Oh, Oh, I am doing okay. It will take time to heal.", I
said quickly seating down on one of the seats opposite her. Pari walked around
to take her own seat.
"So what can you tell me about her?", I asked.
"Not much more than what you initially observed. There was a
bullet lodged in her right shoulder, which we got out. And I treated the cuts
and wounds. But there is something else that worries me."
"What's that?"
"Her body is covered in bruises, not just bruises from the recent
incident she had but old bruises that are at different stages of healing."
"You mean.." I said trailing off not wanting to say the
words.
Pari nodded sadly, "I think she was abused. And abused
constantly by whoever she was with."
My heart lurched with a sudden pain at the thought of her
being hurt by someone. Pari reached across the table to cover my hands with
hers.
"You okay?"
I simply nodded unable to speak.
"Maan, I suggest you go home and get some sleep. You haven't
slept in two days."
"No, I want to be here when she wakes up. There are so many
questions I need answers to."
Over to you folks...what did you think ?
Love,
Reya <3
next ch: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/topic/1786869?pn=27
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