When Karan, Krisha, and Kritika become entangled in a non-sacrificial love triangle owing to one mistake, to the point where none of the three can give up, they must face terrible consequences and bewilderment all the while to survive in this comple...
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KARAN
Sitting by myself on the bench near the ward she was in, after the successful blood transfer, I thought what if she had been hit at any other crucial part? Our families left for their homes because I insisted that it was nighttime and Kritika and I would stay. She, without any further thinking, was willing to sacrifice herself! Kritika came beside me and sat, leaning her head on my shoulders, which broke my thoughts. I realised that I had a small tear that was forming, lingering around my eyes. I wiped it, not letting her know that I cried, but she caught it somehow. I took her soft hands in mine, rubbing her fingers with my thumb, and said,
"I hated her almost for what....like....must be...it must have been five years already!" I looked at her, her eyes were moist too.
I continued, "But you know what, Kritika? I...I couldn't hate her with my whole heart! There was always some sort of minor concern and care about her in my heart until now. I just can't hate her fully, even though......even though I know that I hate her and I should hate her for what our lives have been through." Kritika tried to console me, rubbing my back in gentle strokes as she was crying with me.
"Why did she have to do this? For what damn reason?" She leaned her head again on my shoulders. "She even made it harder to hate her completely now. It only gets harder and harder." I cry helplessly and squish myself in Kritika's arms as she hugs me tight, my breath hitching at every tear that falls from my eyes. I don't know what she has done to me, but either Krisha has destroyed my life entirely or made it better! It always remains a dilemma!
KARAN
THE NEXT DAY
I slept on the bench itself as I came to know when I opened my eyes, which were all blurry. Kritika was coming my way with two cups of coffee in her hands. I stood up immediately when Krisha's face flashed in front of my eyes. Rubbing my eyes, I asked, "Kritika...what about Krisha? Is she fine? I need to go see her now! Did the doctor arrive?" Turning to the other side, I realised both families were present already. "Did I sleep for too long? Why isn't anyone saying anything?" I screamed.
"Relax, Karan! Krisha is fine. And...she is conscious now. But you can't meet her, any of us can't because she is still under observation and the doctors are running some more tests on her. So by that time, you have this coffee and let's cheer that she is okay." Says Kritika, cupping my cheeks.
"Mom, are you okay? Aunty, are you okay?" I ask them before taking a sip from the coffee cup and they both nod slightly, still traumatized but so better than yesterday.
I gulp the coffee in haste when I see the doctor arriving, letting us know that we can go meet her now.
INSIDE THE WARD
She was resting beautifully on the hospital bed, her eyes were slightly opened. She saw me standing by the door as I was the first one to enter the room. I went to her, near her, and asked her how she was. She looked the other way, still not wanting to talk to me.
