Rabbit & Mouse (Deb & Ayeza)

Not yet conscience stricken

As soon as the poet went unconscious Aliya and Vrat anxiously looked towards the angry rabbit.

"Ye to so gayi ab mai kya karu?" Aliya asked and Vrat gave her a done look. "Tum bhi so jao" Vrat mumbled but it wasn't unheard by the bear. "Agla dhakha tumhe lage ga agar apni fizul baatien band nahi ki to" As he heard her statement a little smile appeared on his face.

"Dhaka?" And it was the only word that came out from Deb as she suddenly grasped the actual hidden truth as she walked towards Aliya's direction and Aliya backed away from fear.

Deb held out her left hand in an attempt to stop the poet falling backwards and held it but after feeling something on her palm she figured it out and a sigh escaped her lips.
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At the hospital

"Agar isko hosh nahi aya na to tum dono bhi aise hi bed par lete hue dikhai do ge" Deb made it clear to both of them who were continuously bickering.

"Maine kuch nahi kiya tha ye is lomdi ki ghalti hai isko dekh kar chalna chahye tha na" Vrat said as he wanted to save his self and showed Aliya a little thumb up for a good luck. "Jao jaa kar pata lagao ke patient ko leave kitne time ke baad milegi" Deb said as she tried to find a way to send him away for a while.

"Mai abhi aaya" Vrat answered and ran off in the other direction.

"Aap log andar jaa sakte hai" Doctor said  as he came out from the patient's room and gave a little pat on Deb's shoulder as a sign of comfort.

Both of them were glancing towards each other and then at the poet's direction while being seated inside the room. Aliya was trying to console her mind and heart as it wasn't intentional of her to do something like that out of the blue.

"Waha par kya hua tha?"

Aliya's trance got broken as soon as she heard the oblivious question of Deb but still nothing came out from her mouth as she wasn't sure how to answer it or maybe was scared from her unknown wrath. 

"Agar itna hi soch kar jawab dena hai to mai Vrat se hi p.." Deb's sentence didn't get completed as the bear spoke out.

"Maine hi jald bazi ma dhaka de diya tha Ayeza ko uski ghalti nahi thi or na hi usne jaan kar aap ki bike girayi hai, maine hi camera lene ki zid lagayi huyi thi or jab mil gaya to ye ho gaya mujhse"
Aliya explained it to her while her eyes were looking at her own shoes as her head was down.

The situation got cleared up to Deb but a name lingered on her lips. "Ayeza"

"Matlab barat tumhari thi or band Deb ne ghalib ka baja diya" Vrat said while opening the door.

"Tum dono kya gunge ho gaye the us waqt? Jab waqt tha to bataya kyu nahi mujhe?" Deb said and held her forehead while fighting the urge to beat up both of them until they got some common sense inside themselves.

While three of three of them were looking at each other a faint cough caught their attention.

"Udaas ghalib theek ho na? Mujhe laga shaheed ho gayi tum baate sunte sunte"
Aliya was the first one to move towards her and held out her hand to grab her hand but Ayeza had other plans so she moved it away.

"Itni fikar karne ke liye shukriya lekin mai yaha kese agayi?" Ayeza questioned trying to ignore the bear's sad face and her eyes landed upon the flying pigeon. In a mere second a person's back got visible to her sight who was busy talking with the doctor.

After a few seconds later Deb turned around and found her completely conscious so she said while looking towards her watch. "Doctor se baat ho gayi hai meri agar ghar jaana chaho to jaa sakti ho wese bhi mujhe zaruri kaam se kahi jaana hai"

Vrat and Aliya gave each other a little nod and stated at the same time. "Mujhe bhi jaana hai ham chalte hai" Both of them were out of their sight within a few seconds.

"Umm shukriya" Ayeza mumbled.

"Kis liye?" Deb's forehead creased up a bit.

"Mujhe hospital le kar aane ke liye" As she said that a slight hiss escaped her mouth as she tried to get out of the bed.

"Agar nahi chala jaa raha hai to mat utho wese bhi is halat ma kahi phir se zameen se mulaqat na ho jaye" Deb said and walked outside the room to get a wheelchair for the poet.
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After getting out from the hospital a small smile appeared on the poet's face and it was well noticed by the person who was getting the car prepared for the poet.

A sudden wave of awareness hit the rabbit as it was all clear to her that it wasn't the poet's fault that her bike got damaged but still she didn't say anything about her misunderstanding.