A/N: I really don't know thank you guys for the love you have shown! Thank you thank you sooo much. Here I want to make some confessions:
1. In this story, there will be some medical terms and medical situations, which may not be (I should not use "may", it will be "must" rather) correct, as I have really no idea about such things. Please don't judge the story with those things.
2. I know that many of you are offended with me due to the short length of chapters, but believe me, whenever I try to write a long one, it always ends up with a short one! So basically I cannot write long chapters. But one thing I can do, and that I assure you, I will - I will update very frequently. Please please cope up with my bad habit of writing short chapters.
3. Those who have reviewed, thanks a lot. But the silent readers, please please review, i need to know your opinion.
Hours passed like this. In the afternoon the doctor came for the regular checkup of Daya. Abhijeet was standing beside him when he was checking Daya. There was a hope in his eyes like every other day. The doctor wanted to avoid his hopeful gaze every time he comes here. It really broke him inwardly every time he disappoint him with his words.
"Kaise hai woh ab doctor" - he asked keenly. The pain and hope in his voice made the doctor look at him.
Doctor: Dekho Abhijeet, isse brain injury hai, woh bhi shock ke wajah se - tumhe pata hai na! Ab woh kab coma se bahar ayega yeh sach me koi nahi bata sakta - main bhi nahi - ho sakta hai aaj, ho sakta hai ek saal baad -
Abhijeet looked at him with pleading eyes - "Nahi doctor saab, aap aise mat boliye - w-woh thik ho jayega..."
Doctor: Dekho Abhijeet, main samajh sakta hun tumhari baat, humse jitna ho sake humne kiya, ab baki bhagwan ke upar chhor do. Maine jaise tumhe pehle bhi kaha tha, in case of this kind of Brain Injury, hume sabse zyada ek hi baat ka dhyan rakhna padta hai ki patient ko kabhi bhi kisi bhi halat me stress ke samna na karna pade -
Abhijeet: Haan doctor saab mujhe pata hai, aur isi liye main usse yaha leke aya - woh humesha kehta tha, iss jagah me usse bahot shanti milta hai, sakoon milti hai...
Doctor: (nodding lovingly) Tumse jitna ho sakta tha tumne shayad usse bhi kayi zyada kiya - abhi bhagwan ke upar bharosa rakkho - sab thik ho jayega -
The doctor pressed his shoulder assuringly, Abhijeet said nothing only lowered his head.
It was only hope that was dragging him in his life.
After the doctor left, Abhijeet stood beside the window. That day flashed in his mind. Everything was perfect that day, every one was there… Still it happened! They were gone for that encounter. All of them were there. Nobody knew that the single day would change their life forever. It was Daya who first noticed that one of the goon was trying to shoot Abhijeet from his back. Only within a fraction of seconds he aimed that person and shot before he could fire – but Abhijeet came in between while fighting with another!
As soon as the bullet hit Abhijeet he fell on the ground even before he could shout. Everything around Daya seemed still! The only thing he could see was the blood drenched Abhijeet lying on the ground… He stood in the same position holding the gun as it was. He could see the team members holding Abhijeet and taking him to the hospital – his still motionless body was in front of him and his bullet was the cause of it – he could see the teary face of others, some discreet voices hit his ear drum!
"Abhijeeeet Sirrrr"
"Daya Sir – Please aap kuch boliye na"
"Daya beta – kuch to kaho – aisa mat karo"
"Sir Abhijeet Sir ko kuch nahi hoga"
"Daya kuch bol kyu nahi raha hai Salunkhe? Who aise patthar ke tarah kyun khara hai?"
But everything was meaningless to him. He could hear – but could not sense…
Abhijeet shivered from his core imagining the enormous pain Daya had to go through! A tear drop fell from his eye. He looked at Daya's sleeping face.
"Daya, ekbar dekh – ekbar meri taraf dekh Daya – maine sach kaha tha - Daya ki goli se Abhijeet ko kabhi kuch nahi ho sakta – yeh dekh – main thik hun – mujhe kuch nahi hua hai -" Abhijeet said in almost whispering tone, each and every word he was saying looking keenly at his face – there was a hope in his eyes for his response… His hand was kept on Daya's. Abhijeet was about to leave - just when he felt the fingers under his hand were actually trying to clasp his fingers!
"DAYAAAA" – a scream escaped his mouth – he rushed towards him and immediately held him by his shoulder and started to shake him lightly "Daya tu – tu thik ho gaya hai – Daya – tune mera haath pakda abhi – Daya – Daya – uth jaa – Tu thik ho gaya mera bhai"
Tear was continuously flowing down from his cheeks but his eyes were shining with life this time – "Abhi doctor ko bulata hun" – he thought. He immediately dialled the doctor's number.
After the doctor checked him thoroughly, then he called Abhijeet aside.
"Dekho Abhijeet", he started with a very serious tone looking straight into his eyes, "main samajh sakta hun ke abhi tumhara dil me kya chal raha hi, lekin iss waqt tumhe bahot himmat rakhna hoga"
With this Abhijeet's expression changed. A fear covered his face which did not remain unnoticed by the doctor.
"Nahi nahi darne ka koi baat nahi hai beta", said the elderly man in a consoling tone, " Tumhe sirf itna khayal rakhna padhega ke iss halat me admi ka brain bahot hi kamzor padh jata hai, usme zyada sochne ya samjhne ka takat nahi hota hai. Usse zaroorat hota hai to sirf pyar ki, saath ki - ho sakta hai woh kabhi kuch aisa harkat kare -"
He could not complete his sentence as he was cut by Abhijeet, "Main samjh gaya hun Doctor saab, aap fikar mat kijiye, mere hote huye mera Daya ko kabhi pyar ka kami nahi hoga - usse main sambhal lunga, woh zindegi hai meri, usse kuch nahi hone dunga main, usse jitna dard sehna tha, woh seh chuke hai, ab aur nahi" - he said the last sentence with so much confidence in his voice that made the doctor look at him with an unknown respect!
"Par doctor saab woh abhi tak jaga kyun nahi? usse hosh to agaya na?" Abhijeet was confused as well as there was a bit of fear in his voice.
The doctor could sense that. He smiled seeing his fear. he touched his shoulder and pressed lightly - "Relax Abhijeet! Abhi kuch hi der me usse hosh bhi aa jayega beta - fikr mat karo. lekin zara sambhalke -", he stopped in between, because the love, care, concern, hope which were present on Abhijeet's face, clearly proved that there was no need for this kind of warning at least for this person! The doctor lowered his gaze immediately, "Main abhi chaalta hun, agar kisi bhi waqt zaroorat pade, to bejhijhak mujhe call kar lena".
Abhijeet came near Daya, who was still in sleep, but his eyes were moving, there was a slight movement in his hands too. Abhijeet's eyes became teary, he sat beside him and softly touched his forehead. "Daya" - he whispered. With his voice, Daya tried to change his side, but due to the saline attached to him, caused him pain, his lips curled with pain but the"AHHH" came out from Abhijeet's mouth instantly! He immediately grabbed Daya's hand and Daya slightly opened his eyes with effort!