Chapter 51
[A/N: To those who think I have forgotten TATM, that's not the case. I am really really busy. I will definitely update that. But I need time. Nia, I'll give you the full rights to convert this into a TV series! :P Uppu, I love you sweetheart! Hinal, I miss your comments!]
He didn't know what to do. He didn't want to go meet her, but something inside him moved him near her and he didn't argue with it.
As soon as he reached her room's door, his legs trembled, and all the courage flew out the window. He ducked to a side, and watched his father slowly caress his mother's face.
"Woh thoda gussail ho gaya hai..." His father's voice echoed in his ears, and he wondered when he was as gentle as this.
His mother's eyes looked weary, almost as if they had lost their sheen. The tubes emanating from her limbs made him almost want to cry. She was nearing lung failure by the day, and this was the rarest of days when she could breathe without artificial support. Still, as he knew the topic was himself, he waited for her reaction.
"Aap... Usse yahaan laaye?" Her mother's once upon a time silken voice had gone ragged, rasp and hoarse, and his tears now flowed freely as he realized how much he had missed her voice in these past years.
"Haan... Ziddi hai tumhari tarah. Nahi aa raha tha..." His father cooed to his mother.
"Nahi... Nahi aane dena chaahiye tha aapko..." She sighed and closed her eyes.
His father had a smile on his face, maybe due to being able to hear her voice after so many days, "So jaao, Maya... Tum jald hi thik ho jaaogi.." He finally said, his voice laced with silent tears.