Bhalobasha/ Love # 1, KYPH/AK...Pt 78/pg 156

This is the story of Angad Khanna and Kripa Bose.
 The Punjabi Sher and  The Bengali Tigress!
Both are strong-willed, obstinate and proud!
But they have different ideologies?.one is a practical realist, the other a Romantic Idealist!
Both are parents' Only Child!

Let the sparks fly, the battles begin!

PROLOGUE:

Shokhi Bhalobasha karey koy?   (Friend, what is this thing called LOVE?)
Shey kee kebolee Jatonamoy ?   (Is it only painful ?)
Shey ki kebolee chokher Jol?   (Is it only Tears?)
Shey ki keboli Dukher shaash?   (Is it only sighs of Sorrow?)
Lokey tobey korey Kee shukhero torey  emoni dukher Aash?  (For what happiness do people then wish for such Pain and Suffering?)

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A cloudy, dreary morning in February in Kolkata! The sun is trying to rise and show its face through the clouds.

The Operation Theatre in Emergency Ward of Calcutta Hospital, Alipore.
A young woman lies in the OT, unconscious and bleeding,  as doctors operate on her to save her life.

The waiting Room of the Ward:

A young man sits with his head in his hands, crying silently.

The girl's parents are crying in another corner, holding on to each other for support! The young man's family is talking to them in low tones, trying to give them courage and moral support.

After an hour, one of the 3 surgeons emerges out of the OT and walks solemnly to the waiting room.

He talks in low tone to the girl's parents:  Severe Head Trauma?..A lot of blood loss, we have stitched her up but we cant say anything till she recovers consciousness. The next 48 hours are going to be Crucial for her. If she recovers consciousness, then she will be alright but if she doesn't??then she might slip into a coma.

The girl's mother started sobbing loudly at the Surgeon's Diagnosis!

The young man, who had only heard parts of the doctor's words, rushes out of the room and stands in front of the OT. He looks at the door with a desperate face, tears streaming down his face:

He screams out in his mind as he bangs his fist and head against the nearby wall:

NAHIINN, TUM MUJHEY ISS TARAH CHHODKAR NAHIN JAA SAKTI!
MERE GUNAAHON KI ITNI BADI SAZAA NAHIN DE SAKTI!
MAT JAAO, MUJHEY CHHODKAR MAT JAAO, KRIPAAAAA!

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Pallavi