9. Questions, Aches, Doubts; Unanswered.

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After how many days did he had actually smiled, even he had lost the count...he felt his heart skip a beat but jumping with happiness, but dare he let her know what was going on inside him; his eyes were still fixated on her and she felt a strange sense of relief as she watched him smile...Breaking the eye-contact, he looked away, and she somehow ended up glaring the fire extinguisher, red-colored heavy looking cylinder, reminded her of the day when he had burnt his bike out of rage saying their relationship was over...but then why was he still sitting in front of her, not leaving her side here...he could've left her and why not, he certainly can...but he didn't.Why?...she had no answers, but still a question was lingering in her head which was piercing her heart, even thinking about the same question filled her eyes with tear and choked her, she breathed from her mouth and tears started rolling down her cheek...her nose turned red; as he came out of his own pangs of thoughts and looked at her, he saw her controlling a cry, tears flowing like water from tap and her eyes fixated nearby the door.

Why was she crying, he thought to himself.....startled, he went near her, he cupped her face and asked her, "Ae chipkali...ab kya hua..kyu ro rahi hai?..dekh tu..tujhe agar dard horaha ho to mai doctor ko bulata hu na...sar mein dukh raha hai kya?..kuch khana hai?...pani piyegi? "She just kept nodding no and he had no idea of why was she crying, clearly she looked hurt, so hurt...he went more near to her, as the proximity increased and as they felt each other's warm breathe, a shiver ran down their bodies; finally her eyes moved to his face...from his forehead to his lips, tears were blurring down the view...so she let her hand touch his face...as if she wanted to drink his image and make a copy of it in her heart, unknown of what life was awaiting and when could she be able to see him.

And she leaned some more, it was difficult for air also to pass through the space, their noses touching, and she brushed her lips against his, to her astonishment he gave her access too...as if she was letting him feel of pain she gave in, slowly...they separated...as they felt lack of air to breathe...their eyes still locked in each others as if they wanted to feel and drown.

He took himself back, stammering he tried saying her name but before he could even say, she in a very firm but a completely broken voice, indeed with a heavy sob, threw the question which had been piercing inside her heart as if it was carved with that, she said, "Shiva...tune uss din mere character par sawal kyu uthaya?...kyu?...mujhe pata hai yeh kabhi tu nahi hosakta...uss din tu mere Shiva nahi tha...bachpan se hum ladhte aaye hai par tune kabhi mujhe na esa kaha na mere baare mein esa socha..Jab mai khud tere paas aane lagi thi, toh tune voh bolke mujhe apne se dur kyu kiya...mujhe sach janna hai Shiva, Humare raaste ek kyu nahi hosakte?" and with this she started crying...letting out heavy sobs and shedding tears as it was now getting unbearable for her to deal with it...and her head started thumping, the wounds started paining so much that she held her head and moaned a screamed "Mera sar, shiva...bohot dukh..."

Before he could get upon what just happened, like what did she meant when she kissed his cheeks, was he dreaming or has the dose of medicines so much that she was not in her own senses, and then she started crying and he went near her, they had kissed...indeed it was their first kiss but looking as per the circumstances it was not appropriate but wasn't he happy?And it was going to be even more difficult for him to control now...it had been enough now and he had realized how strong his feelings has grew but was there still going back or walking forward, where everything could be as it was before...and then she had questioned, before he could answer, her sobs made her head pound and she had been so much pain now. All of this was happening so fast now he was not able to think of what to do or say..as he saw her telling about how it was paining he just made her lay and immediately called up for doctor but she fainted.

Doctors and nurses rushed in telling him to wait outside but he was still holding her hand and going out of the room felt like he was going to loose her, still he loosened the grip and went out. He kept walking back and forth, peeping through the circle window in the door but he wasn't able to get view of her. The doctors had to redo the dressing and give her some injections, as the doctor came he told him that she should not be stressed in any which manner and any pressure like thing, and one of the delicate nerve may blast, making her loose memory...or she may go in coma. He was shocked, he at the moment promised not to let her undergo anything, he even thought of not going in front of her and watching her secretly but then he knew that she would ask for him, as soon as she will wake up. Still he made sure he would not let her think anything which can stress her in any which ways; but then he remembered the question she had asked him and what was he going to answer her?

He had no idea, but he thought to convert the conversation for time being whenever a topic like that came up...but still he had to answer her...how, he didn't knew.




Hey everyone sorry was unable to post for quite a while hence this BONUS chapter for u'll. Hope you all enjoy reading this.

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