Doctor cabin

The doctor is explaining about Purvi's condition to a crying Tarika and an dextremely confused and worried Abhijit.

Doctor: Dekhiye Dr Tarika…I am sure aapne is syndrome ke baare me suna toh hoga..yeh genetic hai..dono parents ke gene me fault ho toh yeh bimaari bacho me bhi aati hai….

Tarika (crying): But Purvi ne kabhi bataya hi nahi iske baare me..I am simply shocked!...

Doctor: mujhe lagta hai who khud bhi nahi jaanti isske baare me…abhi pichle hafte hi who mujhe consult karne aayi thi…unhe kuch takleefe thi…high heart heart rate, dizziness, confusion…who bass check up karne aayi thi…unke blood results kaafi abnormal the toh maine aur tests karwaaye..maine unhe reason nahi bataya kyunki main bina confirmation kuch kehna nahi chahta tha..

Abhijit (confused): exactly kya hua hai Purvi ko…meri kuch samajh me nahi aa raha hai..

Doctor (getting up): Purvi ko 'Heart muscle fibrosis' ki bimaari hai…iss bimaari me heart ke muscles thick ho jaate hai…jisse poore shareer me blood supply achanak kam ho jaati hai…multiple organ failures ho sakte hai…and it causes death..

Abhijit (shock): Death? Kya Purvi…marnewaali hai? He asks with disbelief…magar..magar abhi 2 ghante pehle hamaare saath party me kitni normal thi woh..

Tarika (crying): iss bimaari me stroke suddenly aa sakta hai Abhijit..

Doctor: haan…Purvi ko uske landlord ne behosh paaya apne room me..uske bag me hamara card tha..isliye turant yahan admit kiya…

Abhijit: toh kya..Purvi bach gayi? Yaaa…he has slight tears in his eyes..

Doctor: I can say for the time being…slight chance se shayad bach gayi…

Abhijit: toh kya..iska koi treatment hai?

Doctor: yeh bimaari thodi rare hai..abhi bhi research chal raha hai..isse theekh karne ke liye koi medicines nai hai..it requires a genetic transfer..

Abhijit:toh..yeh kab ho sakta hai?...

Doctor: mr Abhijit…genetic transfer ek aasaan procedure nahi hai….iske success ki chances bhi bahut kam hai….bahut mushkilen hai issme..

Abhijit: kitna time lag sakta hai doctor?

Doctor: waise iss case me ek faayda toh hai…Purvi ke close relation jaise ki Maa-Baap, Bhai/Bahen ke DNA se hame madat mil sakti hai…Dr Tarika aapke paas unka contact details toh hongi naa..

Tarika (tears): I am sorry doctor…Purvi jab 12 saal ki thi…uske ghar pe cylinder blast hua tha..aur uss aag me uski family – parents, choti bahen, grandparents sab log jal ke mar gaye..Purvi uss waqt uske padosi ke ghar khelne gayi thi…sirf who akeli bach gayi…she cries loudly..

Abhijit consoles her. The doctor looks tensed.

Doctor: Ohh…I am sorry…phir toh yeh aur mushkil ho gaya hai…close relations ke DNA se 60% match ho jaata hai…magar ab bahut slim chance hai..we have to find someone with closest match…and its difficult…

Tarika: But we should try Doctor..hum aise hope nahi haar sakte…main Purvi ko ache se jaanti ho…who bahut zinda dil hai…she wants to live!

Doctor: I understand Dr Tarika..but you know the limitations…Purvi ke match ka DNA iss duniya me kahin bhi ho sakta hai…usse dhoondte dhoondte time lagega..yahi nahi…jiss person ka who DNA hoga…that person has to be extremely fit and healthy…and yeh ek baar ki baat nahi hai…ms Purvi isske baad kitne saal jeeyegi iski koi gurantee nahi hai..ho sakta hai unhe yeh procedure har 6-8 mahine me karni pade..we simply cannot say anything!

Abhijit (overwhelmed): okay…lekin abhi ke liye Purvi ke paas kitna time hai?

Doctor (sighs): max 5-6 mahine..

Later, Purvi room

Purvi is breathing deeply into the huge ambulatory machine. Tarika cries helplessly. She opens the palm of Purvi and looks into her short life line.

Meri life line short hai..main jaldi marne waali hoon tere atyachaar ke wajah se…

Tarika rushes out of the ward sobbing loudly. Abhijit runs behind to console her.

Abhijit (hugging her): Tarika ji…shaant …relax…aise ro roke apni tabiyat mat bigaad lijiye..apne aap ko sambhaaliye…

Tarika: main kaise naa roooo Abhijit…abhi abhi toh woh hamare saath hass khel rahi thi…sabka bhavishya bata rahi thi…aur ab who hame chodke jaane waali hai..its unbelievable..

Abhijit (agreeing): haan…yakeen toh mujhe bhi nahi ho raha hai…itni healthy hai woh..cheerful..usko itni badi bimaari..

Tarika: mujhe bahut darr lag raha hai Abhijit…jab usse hosh aayega usse yeh sab kaise bataayenge..

Abhijit: Batana toh padega naa..himmat se kaam lijiye..

Tarika: you are right..aise rone se kuch nahi hoga..main kal se Dr Sabnis ke saath DNA profile match karna shuru karti hoon…Dr Salunkhe ko bhi consult karti hoon…

Next day bureau

Everyone gets to know about Purvi. They all are shocked and discussing the matter in whispers. Rajat walks in after an investigation and is surprised to see a crowd of officers.

Rajat (dry tone): Koi naya case aaya hai kya? Main kuch madat karoon?

Freddy: Nahi sir..hum sab Purvi ke baare me baat kar rahe the..

Rajat (disinterested): kal raat ki party shayad raat ko hi khatam ho gayi..ab kya discussion baaki hai..he turns and picks a file.

Pankaj: nahi sir..kal ki party ke baad..Purvi ko achanak stroke hua..woh admit hai hospital me..

Rajat (reading file): hmmm…toh theekh bhi ho jaayegi..Pankaj mujhe zara woh call list dena..

Freddy: sir…suna hai who bahut jald marne waali hai..uske paas zyaada waqt nahi hai jeene ka..

Rajat shuts the file. He goes away from that place.

Pankaj: ajeeb insaan hai..inke seene me dil hai ki nahi…itni badi baat ka bhi koi asar nahi hai..

Rajat picks up a cigarette and is not able to light. He throws the cigarette in frustration. He hits his hand on the pillar and stands there playing an image in his mind…an image of his past…

Flashback

Nisha (breathing heavily): rajatt….mere paas waqt bahut kam hai…she breathes heavily

Rajat (tears): Nahi Nishaaa…aise mat bolo..main tumhare bina nahi jee paaoonga..nahi…he hugs her body tight. He can feel her blood soaking him.

Nisha (pain, breathing heavy): Rajatttt…please…she whispers..

Rajat (hugging her, whisper): agar tumhe kuch bhi hua toh main bhi ussi waqt apni jaan de doonga..I swear Nishaa..

Nisha (gripping his hand): Nahi Rajattt…promise me…tum apne aap ko nahi maroge..promise me..

Rajat (crying, nodding as no): Nahi…mujhe nahi karna aisa promise..main bhi chaloonga tumhare saath..

Nisha (pain): Promise meeee Rajattt…aaahhhhh..she winces as the blood from her body pours out fast…meri ichaa poori kar do…she pleads…Pleaaasee..

Rajat nods his head as Yes….Nisha smiles at him and points to her lips…

Rajat shuts his eyes, his tears flow and he places one last kiss on his dying girlfriend's lips. She falls limp immediately. Rajat looks up in shock and closes her eyes, kissing her forehead and hugging her tightly to him…

Flashback over

Rajat (dry eyes, pain in heart): tumhare uss promise ne mujhe kitna rok ke rakha hai Nisha…tum bahut ziddi thi….magar main bhi kam ziddi nahi hoon..tumne mujhe marne se rokaa..toh maine bhi apne aap ko jeene se rok liya hai…

He takes a fresh cigarette and inhales the bitter, black smoke…hoping that it would accelerate his wish of not living…

Abhijit: Rajat…yahan kya kar rahe ho? Tarika ne sabko bulaya hai…

Rajat walks to the forensic lab. Everyone is present there.

Tarika (emotional): aap sab log kal meri saheli Purvi se mile…aur aap sab ko pata hai uski kya haalat hai…she cries..Abhijit consoles her.

Abhijit: hame iss waqt ek choti help chahiye.. hum Purvi ke liye ek DNA donor dhoondh rahe hai…yeh procedure thoda mehenga hai..isliye hum pehle basic information collect karna chahte hai..agar who thodi bahut match kar gayi..phir hum uss insaan ka DNA match karna chahenge…toh aaplog please zara co-operate karenge…yeh information data base me collect karna hai..

Everyone agrees and is about to disclose the information.

Rajat (loudly): ek min..yeh CID bureau me personal kaam ka kya lena dena hai..

Abhijit: Rajat…sirf information hi toh..

Rajat: I am sorry sir…yeh database, facilities aur hamara waqt criminals ko pakadne me lagaaye toh behtar hoga..emotional kaamo pe nahi..

Tarika (angry): Please rajat…hum sirf Purvi ki madat karna chahte hai..

Rajat: main aapko uski madat karne se nahi rok raha Tarika…main sirf hamara time waste karne ki baat kar raha hoon…kuch masoomo ki jaane khatre me hai..baahar shaher me, desh me criminals ghoom rahe hai..

Tarika: Tum kehna kya chahte ho rajat….kya tum me zara si bhi insaaniyat nahi rahi? Sirf 2 min chahiye mujhe..

Rajat (cutting her): 2 min? iss kaam ke liye apna ek second bhi nahi de sakta…

He leaves angrily from that place.

Tarika is fuming, Abhijit calms her down.

Abhijit: relax Tarikaji…who nahi aayega…lekin baaki sab log toh hai…unka data collect kar lete hai..

3 days later

Purvi has regained consciousness but she doesn't know about her condition yet.

Purvi (weak): Bataoo naa tarika…mujhe kya hua hai..mujhe kuch khaana hai…iss hospital se jaana hai…

Tarika: tumhe aaram karna chahiye Purvi..baaten mat karo…aur tum abhi solid food nahi khaa sakti…tumhe IV fluids de rahe hai naa…bhook nahi lagegi..

Purvi: kehna aasaan hai…iska kuch taste hi nahi samajhta..doctor ko bolo..kam se kam diet coke daal de..mujhe pasand hai..

Tarika is thinking and worried about finding a DNA match for Purvi.

Purvi: kya soch rahi hai? Jeeju ke baare me?

Tarika (absentmindedly): Nahi tere match ke baare me..

Purvi: Match? Hadh hai yaar…tu mere liye ladka dhoondh rahi hai…hey ek min…mujhe naa who fairy tales me hote hai naa..waisa wala chahiye…Tall, dark..handsome..aur haan mooche honi chahiye…ekdum hot and sexy type..okay..

Tarika (angry): Shut up Purvi…tujhe mazaak lag raha hai yeh sab…she has tears in her eyes…tu nahi jaanti..ki….ki…she sobs…

Purvi (calm tone): Ki main jaldi marne waali hoon..hai naa?

Tarika (shocked): Pur…vi….

Purvi (singing): Dil to paagal hai…Dil deewana haiii…Dil toh paagal hai…Dil deewana hai….yehi bimaari hai naa?

Tarika (head down): haan..she looks at her…tu tension mat le…iska ilaaj hai..

Purvi: Dr Tarika…criminals ke saath rehkar bahut aasaani se jhooth bol leti ho..Purvi looks at her friend…she herself has tears…maine aaj yeh table pe rakhi file padh li tarika…sab samajh gayi…tum mere liye kitna kuch kar rahi ho Tarika…

The two friends hug it out. Tarika breaks down. Purvi consoles her.

Purvi: tarika please…tum meri himmat ho..agar tum hi ro padogi..toh mere aasoo kaun pochegaa..patient main hoon..tum nahi…she smiles..

Tarika: Purvi…tumhe darr nahi lag raha?

Purvi: bahut darr lag raha hai Tarika…main…marna nahi chahti…main jeena chahti hoon..main jaanti hoon meri life bahut short hai…she shows her life line..magar main haar nahi maan sakti…nahi maan sakti…

Tarika (smile): That's the spirit…she sobers down..Purvi..hum tumhare liye ek donor dhoondh rahe hai..magar aisa match mushkil hai..laakhon me ek ka hota hai..

Purvi (smile): toh main bhi toh laakhon me ek hoon..mera dil kehta hai…who mil jaayega..yahin kahin hai..hey you know..maine kya socha hai…mujhe lakhon me ek heere jaisa ladka milega..aur pata hai woh bilkul waisa hoga jaisa maine tumhe bataya..Tall, dark and Handsome..moocho waala….phir hum dono pyaar me pad jaayenge..phir..phir..hum shaadi kar lenge..and we will live happily ever after! The END….she claps..

Tarika: aur agar who laakhon me ek koi ladki nikli toh..

Purvi: who cares…uska koi bhai toh hoga…bhai nahi toh boyfriend, pati, chacha…I don't mind..

Tarika and Purvi laugh. Tarika smiles and covers Purvi with blanket.

Tarika: I am proud of you Purvi…main chalti hoon…aaram karna..

Tarika home

Tarika is working on the data collected so far from many donors. There is no success yet! Frustrated she walks to the balcony.

Abhijit: Tarikaji…aapne khaana bhi theekh se nahi kiya..maine aapke liye badam waala doodh banaya hai..lijiye ..he hands a cup of hot milk.

Tarika: samajh me nahi aa raha hai Abhijit..kaise hoga yeh sab..ek hafta ho gaya hai..abhi tak koi match nahi mila hai…

Abhijit: mil jaayega tarikaji..aap chinta mat kijiye.. Purvi kaisi hai ab?

Tarika: uska discharge ho jaayega ek-do din me..jaise jaise din nikal raha hai…I am getting worried..apne hi dost ko apne aankhon ke saamne marta nahi dekh sakti main..she sobs…

Abhijit: aap aaram kijiye….sab theekh ho jaayega..

Tarika and Abhijit go to sleep. Tarika is thinking all about the incident..

Tall dark handsome…mooch waala….meri life line aur love line judi huyi hai..aise hi lines jiske haath me ho..wohi mera pyaar hai..wohi meri zindagi badhaayega…tall darkkk..

Tarika gets up with a jerk. Abhijit is sleeping next to her. She is excited at the thought that has just crossed her mind. She opens her laptop. She knows what she is going to do is unethical but she hacks into the officers database. She searches and swiftly gathers some information. She consults some old medical records aand feeds data into her system.

She awaits impatiently for the data to compare and analyse..her fingers are crossed and she is constantly praying for good news !

Tarika (stunned): yessssss….she covers her mouth with her hand..she cannot belive it!

Tarika (waking Abhijit): Abhi uthoooo…uthooo naa..Abhiiii…Purvi ka data match shayad mil gaya…Abhiiiii she slaps his cheeks…

Abhijit (surprise, jerk from sleep): tarikaaa…kya baat hai..kya time hua hai?

Tarika: who sab chodooo….yeh dekhooo..she plonks the laptop on his lap..

Abhijit looks at the sheet in front of him. His eyes go wide open and sleep flies away!

Abhijit (happy): match mil gaya? Arre waah..yeh toh khushi ki baat hai…

Tarika: abhi DNA matching baaki hai..magar mujhe lagta hai..woh bhi ho jaayega…main jaanti thi….inn dono ka kuch connection zaroor hai..she looks excited..

Abhijit: aap jaanti thi? kiss connection ki baat kar rahi hai…aur yeh kiska data hai jo match hua hai..

Tarika (getting up): Jaisa Purvi ne chaaha …waisa hi match mila hai..lakhon me ek..Tall..Dark and handsome…Rajatttt ka…

Will this match prove fruitful..Will Rajat agree to be Purvi's donor? aur kya kya papad belne honge Purvi ko?

Dear all...cardiac fibrosis is a real disease in which patients have less time to survive. but the treatment mentioned in this story is my imagination...please donot think its real !

Thank you all for the immense love and support towards this story. A couple of people asked me do I believe in astrology...or do I know anything about palmistry...I cannot surely say Yes and No for my belief..coz I have had experiences which wants me to believe and I have had experiences where I feel the lines donot always speak the truth...

Dear Hema: Thank you for suggesting a plot for DayaVi story. It looks exciting and I will write that once I finish my pending stories and the promised new ones...donot mind if I tweak the plot a little...coz its little similar to a plot I had in mind already :)..thank you once again

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