Compromise

Chapter no 52

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São Paulo,
Brazil.

I opened my eyes, My head was spinning, I could see the cream coloured painted walls and intense smell of medicines made me nauseous. I was admitted to the hospital, when? How? I couldn't remember anything.  Suddenly My vision blurred.

"Ahhh!" I hold my head with both of my hands, I could see one tube was attached to my hand, I was also feeling pain in my hand. I could also see Aqib sitting beside me on a chair resting his head against his hand.

Hayee kash ye pehlu mein betha hua shaks mera ho k mera hi hota.....

I was feeling tired and my arms and legs were almost numb.

Duniya ki koi bhi takleef  rooh ki takleef ka muqabla nahi kar sakti..... Asal takleef to rooh ki hoti ha, jisamani takleef ka kiya ha ye ati ha or chali jati ha... Magar kuch rooh ki takleefein or kuch rooh pe lage hue zakhm... Ye insan k sath hi Qabar mein jate hn.....

"Abbiya? Thik hn aap?" Aqib said.

Nahi....bikul bhi thik nahi hn mein.

"Jee" I replied simply. I don't want to talk to anyone also don't want to complain about anything and I didn't want to argue at this moment because I have no energy left.

Kabhi kabhi Hazar giley shikwe, larne jhagarne, baat Karne ka dil karta ha lekin Dil or dimag sath nahi dete, lagta ha jaise har daleel pheekhi hogi, har baat be-mol, kam wazan hogi or andar ki Awaaz bhi madham mehsoos hoti ha....

"Ap aram krein mein Asad ko bula k lata hn" He said, adjusting the pillow on my back, helped me to sit, tied my hair in a bun and placed a scarf on my head.

"Is scarf ko loose hi rehne dein" He said and hold my wrist gently, checking the cannula. I didn't feel him, I remembered How his touch used to affect my inner world but this time? I didn't feel my heart skips a beat....any spark?.... butterflies in my tummy?..... Tachycardia?....... uneven breath?...... Or a feeling of intense love....

Is my husband holding my wrist or Minal's love?.... I was unable to decide. I closed my eyes with pain.

"Abbiya kiya hua?" His voice collided with my eardrum.