The Way You Love Me (continued)

koi raat ka tara jaisa karta ho ujala

Bondita was finding helplessly. It started raining havily. She got more tensed and gone outside of the hospital with umbrella and started finding. "Anirudh! Anirudh kaha ho! please wapas ajao! Bondita was screaming and finding. She felt like her breath stopped. She was walking helplessly on street getting frustrated.

" Yeh kiya hogaya! pata nehi woh kaha honge? sab meri galti hain... mujhe unhe akela chodhna hi nehi. unki responsibility meri thi or main usse puri nehi kaar payi...yeh kiya kar diya meine! itni tez barish horahi hain...! pata nehi kaha bhig rahe honge? aab kaha dhundu? please dugga maa unka dhiyaan rakhna... Bondita cried.

Suddenly she heared laughing of childrens. She also felt his laughter with them. She got a hope and followed the voice and reached in a small shantytown.  She got shocked. The kids were playing and dancing in rain. Anirudh was also there. He was clapping and jumping along with them. The kids pulled out their cloths and threw on ground. Anirudh also did the same. He was laughing dancing and clapping. She didn’t knew she should angry at him or enjoy his innocence. But some young girls was giggling seeing him and blussing. Bondita didn’t liked that at all. She went to him and dragged him with her.

"chodo na mujhe Bonita.... kitna...kitna maza araha tha na...mujhe or bhig na hain...Anirudh insisted.

" nehi tum yaha nehi rukoge" Bondita decalred while picking up his cloths. She took him near the car and threw him inside. Anirudh sat puffing his cheeks. Bondita tied the sit belt around him. But he was insisting to drench in rain. She also got into car and warpped her dupatta around him to cover his wet bare body. He was insisting her on whole way. but Bondita was admant. She was continuously scolding him. They reached home.

"tum...tum..bhi bohat buri ho... mujhe...mujhe daanta or bighne bhi nehi diya...Anirudh shout at her while shivering in cold. 

" haan hu mein buri...agar tumhari chinta karna galat hain to haa hu mein buri. par aise kon jata hain haan? main kitna daar gayi thi pata hain? meri to jaan nikal gayi thi....mujhe laga maine tumhe kho diya...! dubara aisa kabhi maat karna... Bondita shout.

agar tumhe kuch hojata to? agar mujhe tum nehi milte to kiya karti main? tum yaha kisiko jaante nehi ho...agar kahi dur chale jaate to? socha hain ekbaar wapas kaise atein mere pash? reh patein mere bina? kiya main reh pati? Bondita continued.

"nei nei...mujhe tumhare bina nei rehna...! Anirudh replied hugging her.

" kiyu nehi rehna? main to buri hu na? main to tumhe daanti hu? tumhari baat nei shunti"  Bondita replied in crying tone and warpped her arms around his back. She got really scared.

  "haan daanti ho par main jaanta hu tum jaise mujhse piyaar karti hu or nehi karega...nehi karega.. sorry bonita" Anirudh replied in low tone like he didn’t have energy. Bondita stopped crying hearing his words. he just said that she loves him? is she really do love him? But then she realised he was shivering. his body was getting hot. water droplets still falling from his hair. Bondita broke the hug immidately and realised she should had dry him up first instead she let him stay wet. she forgot that in cases of brain injury, the brain is extremely sensitive and vulnerable to small variations in temperature. it could be challenging to maintain body temperature.it could be too low or too high and can affect brain more. and he was wet for long time. how could she be so irresponsible as a doctor? Bondita immidately brought the towel and started wipping his hair. But he was shivering hard, he couldn’t even looking at her properly. 

"no...no...Anirudh...! I am sorry...Bondita tried to keep him awakr. but  He was just smiling with heavy eyes. Bondita dry him up as fast as she can. then took him in room and made him lie Then covered him fully with blanket. Still he was shivering.

" nehi sona nehi...anirudh...mujhse baat karo...Bondita said while rubbing his plam against her plam". he was getting. unconscious slowly. Tears fall from her eyes. She kept rubbing his plam.