Neirohi / one shot (Unfinished)

chp-1 : the doll she have

Neil:

It's been six months since I saw aarohi for the last time. Even after what she did to me, I can't get myself to hate her. I tried really hard. But failed miserably. My love for her never ended. 'How and where she is' 'how she is?' This all thoughts always linger in my mind. Subconsciously I stepped inside the RAWAT HOSPITAL, it was a mental hospital. I looked my surroundings and my eyes stopped at a specific name. It was the name of the owner of here.
SIDDHART RAWAT, he is one of the best neurologist and psychiatris. I came here for a some hospital work. Moving towards his office,  I knocked the door. He was comfortably sitting on his chair. His eyes glanced at me, a welcoming smile creep on his face. I took and my seat and we greeted each other.

"Hello Mr Birla, what made uh come here?" Siddhart asked in professional tone.

"Mr Rawat, I came here to discuss regarding the hospital issue." I said formally.

" sure Mr Birla,  I came acrossed your request to join Birla hospital for the mental patient " siddhart said

"I guess it ll be beneficial for both the hospital and most importantly for the patients. Further formality can be carried on afterward. So , yes I agree with your offer " siddhart said with a smile.

"Thank uh Dr. Rawat. I m glad uh thought about it." I said with a smile as both we share a handshake.

Walking down the corridor, I glaced at my surroundings,  everything was marvelous. It was a reputated hospital. One of the best in Mumbai. Suddenly a very familiar voice echoes in my ears. I stop on my path and my head snap towards the source. I looked at the direction but no one was there. My mind must be hallucinating, she always gets in my head. I shake the thoughts of her out my brain and continue to move towards the exit. But again the same voice hit my ears. I must have gotten insane. Ignoring it again I moved but a loud shriill voice stopped me in my path.

I turned around to look at the person. All the air inside my lungs knocked out. My eyes widen in shock and leg froze that very moment. My Heart was accelerating at pace no one could ever think of. Staring at the person, fighting, struggling to get out of the grip. There was two compounder trying to stop her from running. Tears streaming down her face, crying hysterically, she looked around, shounting to leave her. As my legs walked, or u could say run on its own. I reached her, forwarding my hands to hold her. But she shrink back as if afraid of my touch. My heart broke seeing her reaction.  Tears weldup in my eyes. She was standing infront of me after so many months. I scanned her from head to toe. She was in a hospital gown, crawling down, hugging her knees, her head rest on her lap, whimpering, murmuring , shaking her legs. Tears escaped my eyes , all this months I thought that she left and moved on with her life. Only if we had done more research on her whereabout. How careless could we be. Coming back to my senses, I looked at her and try to reach again but she screamed, crying hard. "Don't touch me" "please don't touch me" Her constant screaming were terrifying me. Why is she reaching in a such way. My heart stopped looking at her condition. The two compounder stopped me and took her with them in an isolated room. I was shocked to the core. As if my world has crumbled down. Seeing her in such condition shook me.

"What's happening here?" A loud voiced boomed behind me. Siddhart marched towards us. His eyes furrow in confusion, voice holding authority.  Suddenly a pair of hands engulf him in a tight hug. His eyes soften Seeing the person.

"Sid Yeh log mujhe tumse milne nahi de rhe h"
'Sid they are not letting me meet you'
Aarohi said with hiccups.  Her eyes crying like a baby. He gave them a death glare. Seeing his eyes they squirm in their place.

"Never ever stop rohi from meeting me!! Even if i m in the middle of meeting. Do uh understand?" He raised his voiced. Clarifying his words. He looked at the small petite body hugging him. His eyes soften. he looked at her wiping her tears. Cupping her face,