The whole team was worried for her, when she got missing. But someone was worried more than any other person in the bureau and why won't he? His love is missing. Though, he wasn't sure of his feelings till now, but her disappearance caused him feel his heart.
He saw his buddy coming towards him, who kept a hand on his shoulder to relieve him. He smiled sadly in response.
Abhijeet (calmly): Daya, chinta mat kar, Shreya ko kucch nhi hoga.
Daya (worried but calm): Abhijeet, voh Shreya hai, maana ek CID officer hai par hai toh ek ladki hi na. Upar se kal se missing hai, pta nhi kaha rakhha hoga un logo ne.
Meanwhile, Sachin entered the room with a file in his hand.
Sachin (hurriedly): Sir, pta chal gya hai Shreya ka.
ACP (relief): Acha, kaha hai?
Sachin (smiled): Thane ke paas ek purani building hai waha band rakha hai use.
Daya (hurriedly): Sir, Sachin, Abhijeet, Purvi aur main jaaye?
ACP just nodded and they left.
They drove off. He was so relieved after finding about her, he felt so angry and smashing the face of the culprit.
They soon reached their destination. With their guns in their hands, they barged in for Shreya. They encounter and knocked many goons, before he found his love lying unconscious, blood oozing out of her head and face almost dead. He rushed and checked her pulse, chanting prayers for her in his mind.
He sighed in relief when he found her pulse but it was too weak. He immediately took her in his arms and rushed to the car, after signaling to his buddy, who nodded back.
In the hospital,
It had been a lot of time after he got her here. He was walking to and fro, while others were tracing his moments from their eyes. All were worried. Ladies in the verge of tears and males were just praying for her well being. The light above the gate of the operation theatre got off and doctor came out, looking rather nervous.
He was the first to rush to the doctor, while others just followed.
Daya (worried): Doctor, Shreya thik toh hai na?
Doctor (nervously): Dekhiye, operation is successful, par ek problem hai.
ACP (tensed): Kya problem hai doctor?
Doctor (sighed): Unhe Temporary Memory Loss huya hai.
All were shocked.
Daya (trying to grasp things): Kya?
Doctor (nodded): Haan, lekin voh kaise react karti hai, yeh unke hosh mein aane ke baad hi pta chalega.
Daya (immediately): Kab tak aayega use hosh?
Doctor (softly): Subah tak. Aur aap mein se koi ek hi ruk sakta hai, kyunki raat ho gyi hai aur visiting hours bhi khatam ho gye hai, toh baaki ke patients ko inconvenience hogi.
Daya (to ACP): Sir, main ruk jaata hoon.
ACP (nodded): Thik hai Daya, aur btate rehna, abhi uske mummi papa bhi bahar hai.
Purvi (interrupted): Sir, Shreya ke parents ko yeh baat mat btaiye ga abhi, voh log USA gye hai, Shreya ke bhai ke paas aur aunty ka ilaaj karane.
ACP (thoughtfully): Hmmm, Purvi tum thik keh rhi ho, hum hi Shreya ka khayal rakh lenge.
Soon, all left. Daya was alone with her. She was shifted to a normal ward and he too settled himself beside her on the stool.
Daya (thinking): Yeh kya haal bna liya Shreya tumne aapna. Kyu gyi wahan tum? Maine kaha than a ki main bhi chalta hoon, par madam toh sunti nhi hai. Dekho, ab ho gya memory loss. Bhagwaan, please meri Shreya ko thik kar do jaldi se.
He held her hand and gently kissed it. Even in unconscious state, she smiled a little but Daya was too lost to notice it. He went and sat on the couch and drifted to sleep after sometimes.
The sun rays disturbed him and he found it's already morning. He looked at the bed to find his sleeping beauty still in slumber. He smiled and went out, calling the doctor. He waited outside patiently but curiously for the results. Soon, others joined him too.
Doctor came out of the room and went to them. He was too much worried.
Doctor (worried): Dekhiye, Shreya khud ko ek 10 saal ki bacchi samajh rhi hai.
All (shocked): Kya?
Daya (tensed): Par doctor, Shreya ki memory wapas aayegi kin hi.
Doctor (nodded): Aa jayegi. Lekin thoda time lagega. Aur jab aayegi toh Shreya is beech ka sab bhul chuki hogi.
Tarika (tensed): Koi health issues toh nhi hai na?
Doctor (sighed): Nhi, lekin kucch medicines deni hongi use (giving Daya a piece of paper) yeh uski prescription.
Tarika (questioningly): Aur koi khane mein precautions?
Doctor (shook his head in no): Nhi, lekin I would suggest ki almonds, walnuts and all use dijiye, jisse uski memory jaldi aane ke chances badh jaye.
Daya (restlessly): Kya hum usse mil sakte hai?
Doctor nodded and he rushed inside, all went after him.
He entered the room and saw her. He smiled. She was sitting with a angry pout.
Shreya (stubbornly): Mujhe ghar jaana hai. Bas!
Nurse was holding her head, as if going to faint.
All saw the scene and exchanged glances trying to suppress their laugh.
ACP entered the room and sat beside her, on the stool.
Shreya (confused): Aap kaun ho?
ACP (smiled): Main hoon, aapka friend.
Shreya (Smiled): Accha, aap mere friend ho! (pointing to the nurse): Friend, aap in aunty ko bolo na ki mujhe ghar jaane de, (shrinking her nose) I hate hospitals.
ACP (smiled): Accha, kaun hai, jo meri pyaari si gudiya ko rok rha hai.
Nurse (tired): Sir, ab aap hi samjhaiye inhe, jab tak doctor discharge nhi dete hum inhe nhi chhod sakte.
Shreya was about to cry, which was well noticed by Abhijeet.
Abhijeet (stopping her): Are, Shreya, dekho hum doctor se baat karte hai. Voh tumhe discharge de denge. But please, rona mat.
Shreya (confused): Aap kaun ho, uncle?
Abhijeet (smiled): Main, tumhaara dusra friend hoon, Abhijeet.
Shreya (innocently): Abhijeet! Baap re itna bada naam!
Abhijeet (smiled): Toh jo tumhe bulana hai, tum bulalo.
Shreya (Smiled sweetly): Okay, main aapko (thinking) Ummm… haan! Abhi uncle bulaaongi.
Abhijeet nodded.