Her deep slumber broken by continuous ringing of her phone. She wake up grumpily.
Hello.... Who's there? She asked in a disturbed voice.
Am I speaking to Miss. Shehnaaz Gill?
Advocate, Advocate Shehnaaz Gill, she rectifies the caller.
Oops, sorry, sorry mam... I am speaking from City Hospital
She replied, uh!!
Why you're calling me in this wee hour? Is there any emergency? I don't have any immediate family or relatives here, so why are you calling me? She asked, she's pissed off, her much needed sleep has been broken and she is yet to know the reason.
Actually maam, a patient has been admitted here, with few injuries and he seems really depressed and in pain, he's yet to get conscious, he's murmuring your name even in his unconciousness.
She become astonished, and hurriedly asked, what's his name?
His name is Sidharth, Sidharth Shukla.
She suddenly felt that the land beneath her feet has slipped and her heartbeat became uneven.
Hello.... Hello.... Maam, are you there? Do you know him?
How you got my number? she asked again to confirm.
From his phone only maam... Do you know him, the caller asked in a little annoyed voice, her patience is thinning because this advocate is taking too long to response properly.
Yes yes, he's my.. Ummm.
He's friend, am coming. ...
She rushed towards her almirah to grab the keys of her scooty, she takes her wallet and rushed towards the door. After just few minutes, she's in the parking and her scooter zoomed out of her complex. She reached hospital in 20 minutes, thanks to the odd hour and almost no traffic .
She went to the reception and hurriedly asked about Sidharth..
He's in room no 1227,second floor and yes, the doctor needs to talk to you maam, about his health, kindly meet doctor around 7 am..
She hummed and hurriedly walk towards the room.
There he is, lying unconcious with a bandage around his head, a broken finger and many bruises around his tall and lean body.
Tears roll down from her eyes without any control, she tried hard to control her sobs but failed miserably, her Sidharth, her best friend, her confidante, the man she loved is lying like a lifeless body, she can't take it anymore, she cried her heart out stroking his thick beautiful hairs, her eyes don't miss the dark circles around his eyes, seems like he isn't doing well, he's in pain, his body posture is shouting it aloud, and she can understand it even in his unconcious state, because he's Sidharth, her Sidharth, the man she knows from last 10 years, her bold and fierce nature find it's mate in this innocent, very timid and very humble sweet boy, unlike his huge frame, he's so child at his heart, so caring and so so silent, he always has been like this, unlike those alpha and aggressive men, he's innocent, sweet,caring and very very softhearted, she always astonished that how he has been surviving in this cruel world being so naive and giving?
Despite being an orphan and growing up in an orphanage, he never gave up on life, he never gave up on humanity, he ws always giving and always very subtle.
She remembered how he offered her his food on the first day of college. She always has been very bold, fierce and aggressive, she's more of a lady don, and on the very first day, she had a huge fight with the seniors who was bullying Sidharth too much and being the sweet and timid boy, he was very uncomfoetable when they asked him to go to any girl and kiss her on cheeks, he politely denied and was abused as afeminine for his soft tone, she immediately felt anger rushed to her veins and marched closer to him, then she hold his big face in her tiny hands, look at his innocent face and big deep eyes and kissed him on his cheeks.
