After a very hectic morning drill, breakfast and afternoon drills , a very tired Karan trudged into the mess, dragging his steps as if he was climbing up a steep mountain. Faizi and Sanju were already seated on the bench and Karan too joined them . It was unusual for them to see Karan so tired.
"Kya hua Karan, tum thik ho na?", asked Faizi. "Kuch zyada hi thake hue dikh rahe ho tum. Tabiyat toh theek hai na tumhari?"
But Karan was very absent minded . He was searching for his best friend who wasn't in the mess.
"Karan? KARANN? ", screamed Faizi in his ear. The entire mess turned their attention towards their trainers and they all realised that their head trainer was looking a little off today.
Karan turned his head to look at Faizi and said ," Abe saand , chup kar. Kaan phade ga kya?"
"Are tum hamari baat sun hi nahi rahe the janab toh kya karte hum? Waise kya hua tumhe? Tabiyat theek hai kya tumhari?"
"Hmm.....thik hu Faizi",said Karan.
"Thik toh na lag rahe ho sirji aap", said Sanju very concerned about her sir's health, for she knew how irresponsible he could get about his own health.
"Kuch nahi hua hai Sanju . Thik hu yaar mein. Tu iss saand ke baato me mat aana", said Karan closing and opening his eyes trying to calm down his nerves.
"Lekin Karan...." continued Faizi.
"Arre Faizi iski baat kyu maan ho rahe ho , jitni baar bhi puchuge nahi hi bolega. Hain na Karan?" said Monami appearing suddenly out of nowhere in the mess.
"Monu", said Karan in a weak voice.
"Kya hua Karan? Kabse sar dard kar raha hai tumhara?" , asked Monami in her most softest voice possible.
"Ahhh.... Monu. Zyada dard nahi kar raha hai bas thoda sa. Tum yeh batao ki tum kaha thi ? Itne der se tumhe dhundh raha hu mein?" asked Karan
" Arre woh bas mein ek cadet ko dekh rahi thi. Woh sab chodo aur yeh batao khana khaya kya tumne ? ", she said stroking his hair. He had laid his hands on the table and put his head on it.
"Nahi khaya ab tak. Aur man nahi hai mera khaane ka", said Karan.
"Arre aise kaise khana toh khana padega. Ruko mein tumara khaana lekar aati hu. Hmm?" said Monami.
Karan simply nodded. Faizi and Sanju were very tensed seeing Karan's state. It was very rare for them see Karan falling ill. But whenever it happened, they all were used to become silent.
"Waise Faizi sirji, Koel aur Nikhil kab aa raho hai?" , asked Sanju.
"Aa jayenge next week taj. Woh Nikhil ke school ne kuch aur program suddenly announce kiya toh woh waha rukh gaye hai", explained Faizi.
"Hmmm....thik hai", said Sanju and continued to eat the lunch. Monami came with a lunch tray and saw Karan still sleeping in the same position and she sighed. He would never tell straight that he was ill, would he?
She sat beside him and stroked his hair again. " Karan lo khana kha lo jaldi" said Monami. " Uth jao Karan".
Karan lifted his head up and said , "Tumhara khana kaha hai Monu?"
"Woh aaj mein all juices diet pe hu. Aur Dilgabh ji mera juice pehle hi dekar gaye. Ab yeh lo tum kha lo chalo" said Monami forwarding the plate to him.
" Tum khila do na please", requested Karan.
" Ha okay khila deti hu ", said Monami
And she fed him with her hands and he obediently with a little tantrums completed the food.
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