Damn.... I hate to go to hospitals...

Who is this extremely beautiful girl sitting next to dad, smiling at me……why is everyone smiling at me……and what time of the day is it when the sun rays are coming from north side?.......flowers are talking……the blue colored gummy bear shaped soft toy that didi got from one of her foreign return friend is jumping on the bed…….and apart from all these weird activities going around, I’m more curious about that beautiful girl with a glowing aura around her……who is she?....... I should ask her myself…….

BANG! BANG! BANG!........ “Verma, open up…..its me”, Arora shouted as he simultaneously banged the doors. After our parents decided that we two would be roomies, and we eventually turned out to be good friends……there has been a tacit understanding amongst us that we would call each other by the last names as our first names are homophonic if not same (Sourabh & Saurabh )………and since it’s kind of weird to call some other person by your own name.

“Coming…..”, I said as I came out of my lucid dream.

“Who coordinates all these events…….you disturbed me exactly when I was about to find out who that pretty girl in my dream was…”, I said, letting him into my room.

“I can’t drive the bike……you will have to take me to hospital……its paining like hell in the right side this time”, Arora said and gave me the keys to Vijay’s bike.

“Oh common…….look it’s Sleep’O clock in the watch………why don’t you take Vijay with you”, I said.

“It’s your turn this time……now get your ass out fast or I’ll vomit it out all in your room”, Arora said, managing to sound firm even as he was in pain.

“Ok, ok…… let me put on my jeans……it’s a cold night”, I said.

The loud noise from useless silencer of vijay’s bike disturbed the silent night of hostel as we cruised through the gate waking up Mishra ji (watchman) from his deep(drunk) duty sleep……cold, soft breeze of BHU kept me sleeping as I drove until that sharp pointed speed-breaker broke my sleep……

“Hey Arora……are you afraid of my driving”, I asked…. .,just to ensure him that I was awake.

“yes……sometimes”

“I too……… ;)”, I said as we reached the emergency wing…… “ hey what’s these black drops doing here………look there they go……their frequency is increasing……Oh my god!!!”, I whispered the last three words to myself as I stood shocked to see what Arora voiced out of his surprise a second later……

“It’s blood!... it’s blood!!!..... Ok, don’t follow it further, …… you surely won’t be pleased to see whatever it leads to”, he said and we both entered the doctor’s room………constraining our sight to forward direction so we may not encounter anything bad.

“Where’s the doctor? ”, I asked to one of the peon……busy in talking with his colleague for the last 5 minutes.

“He is coming in a minute, gone for a round”, he replied…… “There he comes…… show your health card”, he said trying to sound alert as two person dressed up like a doc entered.

“They are docs? Looks like students”, I whispered to Arora when the one with a long nose interrupted….

“Hi……”

…and then Arora continued to explain the problem ……

“Alright, its just a normal pain, nothing to worry about……just take these two medicines and you will be fine”, the guy with long nose said when the other one interrupted……

“It may be a case of gastritis….its paining in right side…. You should go for some tests……”

And then the two got busy in some discussion after which they finally decided to call a senior doctor and take his advice.

“Here you go….take these medicines for killing the pain, and do come again for a recheck”, the two of them finally said in unison.

After we went back ……passing by those blood drops… the sharp edged speed breaker and Mishra ji…… Arora vomited out all the medicines that he took,… so we headed back to hospital again…. , there was a slight change in the emergency wing’s scene this time, a sort of tensed atmosphere prevailed as the old lady, who was there ….lying on one of those iron beds was now surrounded by her worried and on the verge of crying family members.

“Where’s the doctor?”, I asked to the peon.

“He’ll be coming shortly……just wait there”, he said and pointed towards the vacant waiting seats.

While Arora slept on the waiting chairs, …. I silently observed what was going on with the old lady and her family…

 “Why are you still here…. We already told you there’s nothing else we can do now, just take her to the private hospital across the road”, a lady doctor said in firm and loud voice.

“But……they told us to wait….how can you just ask us to leave……please, there should be something you could do….”, the old lady’s son pleaded as he broke into tears.

“Why don’t you understand……she don’t have much time left……there’s no time for arguments…. Just take her to that private hospital, they have better equipments, we are not going to take her responsibility of her any more”, the doctor replied and rushed into the emergency room.

The old lady’s family took her to the nearby private hospital on an auto-rickshaw which they somehow managed to arrange at 3am in the morning.

“So …. You are from ITI…… huh?”,  the peon asked as he took a break from his very important discussion about some “Shiela Ji” (a new doctor) with his colleague lab assistant.

“I…T”, I replied……trying to be as brief as possible. As the two(peon and lab assistant) got a new topic to discuss…. IT, they continued further.

Just when I was about to snatch out my hairs as I had to listen to their stupid and irritating discussion coz my hands were in the pockets out of cold and I could not use them to block my ears…… the doctor entered……

“Arora……wake up, doc is here”, I said.

The doc gave him an injection for relieving the pain for the time being, and then we returned to hostel ……waking Mishra Ji once again.

“……Where does that girl go?....... and what’s this white stage-smoke doing all over in my house…… there she is…… in a very raw dress…… her wet hairs make her look even more beautiful…… who are you?........ and why are you smiling?......”

BANG! BANG! BANG!..... “ Verma, open up…..it’s 7:30 already……Zaheer Sir’s class…… you don’t wanna miss it”, Vijay shouted ……and I lost her again…….