under the wraps

I am on my own

"maybe you were not meant for me, maybe I was not meant for you, maybe we were not meant to be together, maybe we were not meant for each other"

The next day I receive a call from my homeroom teacher and he informs me about approval to give my exams. I was studying for my exams however most of the time I kept thinking about the stuff I wanted to forgot, voices used to echo in my sleep and I couldn't get my head straight. Words used to disappear from my sight and my mind used to play trick on me by repeating the whole senerio again again . but somehow I was still pulling myself together. I didn't wanted to waste baddi maa 's sacrifice for me she put her everything on line just for my future I can't ruin everything and have to keep myself going

I gave all the exams , keeping in mind condition of some jerk's grandfather, they somehow went great. As expected I had to suffe massive insults, nonsensical comments and have to go through bullying . but I didn't flinch because their hate for me was too low as compared to my ambition and my grandmaa's pride I swallowed everything and didn't fought back cause the fire within me die down somewhere along the way.

On my last exam as soon as I enter my home my whole world shattered at once , in front of me baddi maa was lying on the floor loosing her consciousness, I feel a sudden drop inside my heart.

"baddi maa, kya hua apko'

I tried to ask her, shaking her arm but all in vain, her head and hands were cold and she wasn't in her senses, with the help of neighbors I succeeded to bring her to the hospital and as soon as I spot nurse I request her to check baddi maa first she checked her pulses and write few tests and instructed me to wait for the time period they will conduct tests

It took her 1 hour to conduct all tests and she announced that baddi maa's blood sugar had dropped too much and her BP IS also low than required.

She explained that her baddi maa's breath is running shallow and her pulse is weak and rapid and she is running on the danger to get a heart attack.

" what, heart attack",

I questioned her again to check if it is that serious

" yes, she is really serious"

And then she was about to call the doctor when I heard a familiar voice

" tum yahan"

None other than Rudra's grandfather was standing in right front of me.

" sir inki dadi ki condition boht serious hai" and before she could speak anything further he stop her from doing the same

" you better find another hospital"

He sticks his eyes on my face and while putting one of his hand in the pocket of his white coat and he spews those words

" lekin inki dadi ki condition boht zyada serious hai, changing hospital can prove risky, she doesn't have sufficient time to get surgery.

" do you think that you are in any position to hold me accountable or to instruct me mind your business don't forgot who pay for your salary and think before spewing anything useless that could make you lose your bread "

" ap meri baat to suniya"

I tried to plead again

" I think that you have already heard me enough, mere hospital mai tumhare or tumhari dadi ke lie koi jgha nhi hai, you can take her from here"

And with that said he left with bunch of rookie doctors following him . I wasn't able to come up with any possible solution I could afford in the scenario, and ended up calling baba.

He came running and sweating after hearing the news and we took baddi maa to another hospital which was referred by that nurse she also gave medicine to baddi maa to help her to ease her breath,till we reach the hospital and said me to trust god

as soon as we reach the hospital baba carry baddi maa on his back and ran directly in search of a doctor who already knew the whole situation thanks to that nurse who had already given him a call and explained the situation.

they started surgery immediately, her condition was already worsened owing to some jerk

third person's pov

it was a result day and everyone was waiting to find out the name of the person who secured the first place in the final exams.

After a few hours the teacher announce the result and it was none other than Rudra who had got the first rank but there were no traces of happiness on his face. he was looking continuously at the empty seat where vera was supposed to sit but she didn't come to collect her mark sheet. he was roaming from here to there in school when he bumps into his homeroom teacher

" Why are you still here, according to me you had already received ..........

"vera kahan hai sir'

He asked without hesitating

" mujhe kya,p"

" mai janta hu apko pta hai , or wo result lene kyu nhi ayi"

' I have already given her result to her "

' kyu"

" huh her grandma died 3 days ago from heart attack aj unka chautha hai, she was busy in her funeral"

" what "

And then the class teacher was about to walk past him but he stopped and said

" she didn't deserve any of this at least what she got from you"

" sorry, si.."

" is sorry ka hqdar koi or hai rudra or wo aj ye shehr chod kr ja rha hai hmesha ke lie , tum mere favorite student ho I wish ki thode se favourite insaan bhi ban pate"

And he walked away with carrying piles of papers in his hand .

Nothing was left now except form guilt in rudra's eyes and a lot of water that was making his vision blur. He didn't know what he should be doing , he clenched his fits .

Vera's pov

Like everyone to whom I ever love she left me too, she left me without thinking for once, that what I'll be going to do without her in this cruel world, she didn't think about me once or the fact that she was the only one I was left with today was the 3rd day and I still couldn't believe the fact that she is not here with me, I still can feel her presence her warmth in this house.

Baba decided to shift me in another city he had to complete a project their and he didn't want to leave me alone here, I resisted but he don't want to listen to me, now I have to say a final goodbye to this place and to grandma which I didn't wanted to, I wanted to live here a little longer, I want to stay with her a little longer

My head was hurting from continous crying and my body and soul were in pain, suddenly someone knocks on door and it was now other than baba he make his way towards room and took my luggage out

" take your time say goodbye to her properly, I am waiting outside"

And he step out of the house, my heartache again , I walked towards her portrait

' jaa rhi hu mai , apko chod ke (sob), jese apne mujhe chod dia( another sob), or ye mt sochna mai apko maaf krdungi

And I hug her portrait once again and take it from wall, I too step out of the house

' do mujhe mai dikki mai rkh deta hu", cab driver extended his hand in front of me while demanding it from me

" use vera ke pas rehne do baki ka saman car mai rkh do"

Baba replied In my place and I sit in the car with her portrait in my arms, after a minute driver started a car and I kept looking at my house, at our house

" our story ends here, partially fulfilling, I leave everything here, you, my memories, our love, our bond,I miss you terribly, I leave you lovingly, until my next birth, until my new life"

Then I heard my name but found no one when I looked outside the window, maybe my delusional heart is again playing tricks on me.