Hello everyone,

Thank you all for your precious response on my previous story. Here is another OS for you guys. Hope you all will enjoy.

Special thanks to DUO-MRF for pulling me a bit that helped raise my motivation as well. Love you lots dear.


Bald Bear

Three people were sitting in the room. The one sitting in front was trying his best to suppress his laughter burst. The second was just glaring so might that it would help the later in suppressing his outburst. The third entity sitting with a grumpy face finally voiced out.

3rd Person: Nae nae, khul k haso. Kiu roke rahay ho apni hasi ko. Wesay bhi ab tou sab ne hasna he hai. (Signalling to the one sitting beside) Pehlay yeah hans raha tha aaj tum dil khol k hanso aur kal puri duniya hasay gi.

Finally not able to control more the later just bursted out in a huge laughter.

3rd Person: Boss! Chalo yaha se. Koi fayda nae hona idr. Hum kisi aur doctor k pass chaltay hein. Yeah pagal ho gya hai.

Abhi: Yaar Rahul bas bhi kar ab.

Finally after controlling himself and drinking a glass of water the later settled again.

Rahul: Daya, mai pehlay he kehta tha na khela kar apne baalon k sath itna. Ab ho gya na kaam kharab. Manohar kaka lag rahay ho uss side say.

Daya just made an annoying face listening to the comment, where patches of hair had been disappeared from two sides of his head turning them bald.

Daya (angrily): Koi hul hai tou btao warna mai ja raha hu.

Rahul: Acha yr gussa kiu ho raha hai? Mai Dr. Verma se appointment le deta hu. Balke check karta hu agar abhi free hein tou dekh lein. He's a dermatologist. Wesay yeah baal girna kab shuru huay? Tumhay feel nahi hua kia?

Daya (half heartedly): Pata nae yr aik dou week se brush mai baal aa tou rahay thay but mere aksar brush kartay waqt aik dou baal utar jatay hein iss liay mai ne ignore kar dia but ajj subha jab (his voice turned teary) mai ne bas halka sa hath he lagaya tou pura patch he hathon mai aagya.

Abhi just hugged his bear to calm him down which he had been doing since morning, the first time he heard his scream.

Abhi: Daya, bas bhi kar de yaar ab. Aur kitna roye ga?

Daya: Boss, mai ne mana kia tha na, na ghura karo mere baalon ko. Dekha ab kia ho gya.

Abhi: Yr Rahul jaldi doctor ko bula le warna sara khata mujh par aa jana hai.

Rahul smiled and called the doctor who said to come to his cabin after 15 minutes. Where Abhi went to the sweet memory of his brother a week ago.

Flashback:

Daya was busy adjusting his hair since the past half hour and Abhi was just staring him, seeing all the different styles Daya had tried and none satisfied him uptill now.

Daya (cutely): Boss itne der se ghur rahay ho mujhe. Nazar lagane ka irada hai kia?

Abhi: Han bas meri hi Nazar lagne wali reh gae hai.

Daya: Boss, kaho tou tumhara bhi yeah hair style change kar k aik dum cool bna du. Bohat old fashioned ho gya hai yeah.

Abhi: Na Bhai, mujhe apna old fashioned he bohat passand hai. Tu yeah ultay seedhay kaam apne he baalon par kia kar.

Finally after changing almost 20 styles, Daya successfully succeeded in making his hair style.

Daya: Boss, lag raha hu na hero.

Abhi: G Daya Sahab aap tou hein he hamaray hero.

Daya smiled and finally settled with his brother and started taking selfies.

Daya: Boss aik sun kissed bhi lete hein.

Abhi: Janab hosh karein bahar chanda mama niklay huay hein.

Daya: Ohoo, mujhe bhi pata hai. Tum side table ka lamp on karo. Uss ki bhi yellow light hai.

Abhi: Kabhi kaam k waqt bhi itna dimag chala lia karo.

Both started laughing and enjoying the beautiful moment.

Present:

After 15 minutes trio went to Dr. Verma's cabin with Daya wearing his cap again. On entering and after formal greetings all settled down.

Dr. Verma: Yes, how may I help you?

Rahul: Dr. Verma, (signalling towards Daya) inhe hair fall ka problem hai. Aur I guess kuch ziyada he barh gya hai.

Dr. Verma getting the point called Daya and made him sit on the stool next to him and after examining the hair and asking some general questions got the problem Daya was facing. Doctor signalled and Daya went and sat with Abhi again.

Dr. Verma: Well, Mr. Daya it really is a serious problem.

Daya got scared again but Abhi held his hand tightly.

Abhi: What is it doctor?

Dr. Verma: Alopecia Areata.

Rahul being a doctor got what's coming up just slightly patted Daya's back.

Daya: W..woh.. Kia hai?

Dr. Verma: Yeah aik autoimmune disorder hai jis ki wajah se iss tarha patches ki form mai baal utarna start ho jatay hein.

Daya (shocked): Matlab mai ganja ho jaon ga?

Abhi held his bear again knowing he would shout any moment.

Rahul: Sorry doctor, actually he loves his hair a lot.

Dr. Verma (smilingly): It's fine, almost everyone does.

Abhi: But doctor Daya ka immune system tou strong hai phir kesay?

Dr. Verma: Well iss ka taluq immune k strong hone se itna nahi hai. Immune system hamari body ko germs, bacterias and viruses se protect karta hai. But sometimes immune system hamaray body parts ko mistakenly attack kar deta hai like joints, skin, etc. Diabetes aur arthritis bhi usually autoimmune ki wajah se he hotay hein. Aur Alopecia mai yeah hair follicles ko attack kartay hein jis ki wajah se baal patlay hona shuru ho jatay hein.

Abhi: Tou doctor, iss ka koi treatment?

Dr. Verma: Well, first of all we'll have to run a few tests to check the stage of Alopecia. Agar tou initial stage hai tou baal wapis grow ho jayein gay but if it's grown to an extent then sorry all your hair will ultimately fall resulting in bald head.

A dark shade covered Daya again and he knew he would start crying any moment but still tried to have a strong hold on himself.

Dr. Verma: Alopecia ka abhi tak koi bhi proper treatment nahi verify ho saka. Yes, initial stage ko medicine aur steroids se control kia ja sakta hai. Daya, aap ki family mai kisi ko yeah problem ho because mostly yeh genetic hota hai.

Listening about the family Daya again turned silent so Abhijeet just moved forward with doctor's querie.

Abhi: No doctor, family mai aisa koi issue nahi tha.

Dr. Verma: Okay. Anyways, mai kuch blood and fungal test likh kar de raha hu kal tak karwa lein. So that we can start with treatment. And Daya, till then try to keep yourself out of stress as much as possible. It can also trigger Alopecia. Furthermore, cover your head. Bahar jaein tou koi cap wagera zaroor pehne. Direct sunlight is also not good.

Daya simply nodded and and trio moved out of the cabin. Rahul and Abhi knew that Daya was in no mood of talking so Abhijeet just signaled Rahul that they will now go to their house. Daya didn't even wanted to drive and journey home went in complete silence.

Home:

Daya made his way directly in his room and Abhi went to kitchen to prepare something good so atleast that would help in changing the mood of his bear. After preparing curry rice with sooji ka halwa as complementary for his bear he moved to Daya's room with the tray.On entering he saw the wet face of his bear. He shook his head in disappointment and after keeping the tray on the table moved to hibear and hugged him.

Abhi: Daya yr bas kar de ab, doctor ne stress se mna kia hai na. Aur tu kiu pareshaan ho raha hai? Doctor ne kaha hai na teek ho jaye ga.

Daya (sobbing): But agar initial stage se agay nikal gya hua tou?

Abhi: Daya, tu kiu bura soch raha hai? Dekhna tere baal aik dum chamakne lagein gay phir se.

Daya: Such?

Abhi: Haan, such. Chal khana kha, aur uss k baad sou ja. Rahul se meri baat hui thi. Uss ne kaha kal test k sath he reports mil jayein gi. Wo urgent bases par nikalwa le ga, then we can move to Dr. Verma.

Daya (smilingly): Shukar hai wo bandar bhi kisi kaam aaye ga.

Duo shared a laugh and after wiping Daya's face Abhi bought the tray near and as usually bear's face lit up with 1000 watts seeing the halwa. Duo enjoyed the dinner and after that Daya helped Abhi in cleaning the dishes and kitchen.

Daya laid down on the bed and Abhi moved his hand forward in order to crease it as his daily routine was stopped as Daya held his wrist.

Daya: Boss, ajj rehne dou.

Abhi (smilingly): Acha nahi cherta tere qeemti baal.

With that Duo wished Good Night to each other and went to sleep.

Next Day:

Next day Duo moved to the hospital for tests and after spending three long hours in the process till reports finally freed and moved to Dr. Verma's cabin.

Cabin:

After checking and thoroughly reading the reports Dr. Verma sat back and started.

Dr. Verma: Congratulations Daya! you are on the initial stage.

Daya finally let a sigh of relief.

Dr. Verma: Daya you are having Ophiasis Alopecia. That means your hair can grow back with steroids. Aur hamay biopsy ki bhi zaroorat nahi paray gi.

A/N:

(There are other types of Alopecias as well and the treatment varies at each stage).

Hum Corticosteroids k through treatment karein gay. Yeah aik inflammatory drug hai. Usually head mai injections diay jatay hein but first we'll try with tablets. Hope so injections ki zaroorat na paray. Further I'll also prescribe a medicated hair cream. And yes, Daya ab se ab kisi bhi tarha ka agar hair treatment lete hein salon wagera se ya Ghar mai hair gel wagaira use kartay hein tou wo sab chor dein. Baal thick tou nahi ho saktay dubara but hair fall control ho jaye gi.

Daya nodded and agreed to all the precautions happily. After some more discussion and getting the prescription and details about the usage of medicine Duo thanked the doctor and moved out towards Rahul's cabin.

Rahul's Cabin:

Duo knocked on the door. And after hearing the approval to enter saw that Rahul was deeply indulged in some files and examining their content that he didn't noticed Duo's presence.

Rahul: Rakh dein coffee Rehaan Bhai.

Daya (mischievously): Sorry doctor, bandaron ko coffee serve kerne se mna kia gya hai.

Listening to the voice Rahul looked up seeing Duo standing. And seeing Daya in a jolly mood again he was sure that reports turned out in his favour.

Rahul (teasing): Bach gaye Baal?

Abhi: Haan bhai, jnab ki khushi tou sanbhal he nae rahi.

Rahul signaled and Duo sat down on the chairs infront of his desk.

Rahul (laughing): Wesay Daya, agar tumharay saray Baal utar jatay tou tumharay bachay tumhay Ganjay Abu Ganjay Abu keh kar bulatay.

Daya glared at Rahul whereas Abhi also unwantedly bursted out in a laugh.

Daya (angrily): Jab tum dono k Baal utrein gay na phir mai bhi aise he hanso ga.

Rahul (proudly): G nahi, mere tou nahi utar saktay, afterall Annie (Rahul's wife) every weekend mere baalon ki maalish karti hai.

Daya just shook his head.

Rahul: Acha Abhijeet wo Daya ab apne expensive aur imported hair products tou use nae kar sakay ga tou aik kaam karna un mai se kuch achay walay mujhe de dena. Ab waste honay se tou behtar hai koi use kar le.

Abhi (teasing): Kiu tum bhi chahtay ho Yash (Rahul's son and a character from "My Life My Brother" story) tumhay Ganjay Abu keh kar bulaye.

Daya laughed at this and high fived with Abhi.

Rahul: Array bhai mai iss ki tarha bhar bhar k thori lagaon ga.

Trio after enjoying the company and pulling the legs of each other moved out of hospital after purchasing Daya's medicines. Duo invited Rahul for lunch and the jolly doctor at once got ready for mufta from his friends.

After three weeks of continuous treatment Daya finally got cured. His hair started growing on the bald side. Though not thick than before but still he was happy to have them back and now more protective about them.

Today a party was arranged at Duo's house in success of Daya's treatment. All the team and ofcourse Rahul was also invited with Annie and little Yash. Daya was so happy this time that he didn't let Abhi pay for the treat but himself arranged each and every thing. All enjoyed after a long time and were happy to see Daya back with his ever charming smile.

After the day ended, Daya moved to his bed. Abhijeet came near and was again about to crease his bear's hair but stopped.

Abhi: Kia ab ijazat hai shehzade k baalon ko hath lagane ki?

Daya (laughed): G mahraj ab laga lein hath.

Duo smiled and Abhi after creasing his bear and praying for his happy life in his heart moved towards his room to sleep as well.


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