Brewing the essence of love

Chapter 55

Koyal's POV

What just happened? He said what he wanted to say and disconnected the call! He did not even give me the chance to speak. It's said right, when you starting paying attention to people they stop. Previously when I used to not be so expressive and responsive, he was always after me and now! Riddiculous.

To say I was mad at Vardhaan would an understatement. Like how could he. "Really Koyal! You called him at midnight. He maybe was genunily tired" My inner voice was screaming but there was this another voice that said, no he just did not want to talk. Honestly I don't know what to say or do. I just know I am mad at him. Period.

My mood had turned really sour after talking to him. I just wanted to go back to my apartment and sleep. I had just clocked out of my roaster when an intern came and told me that a multiple trauma case had just come and I was needed back. Aaaa! I wanted to scream that I am tired and don't want to back there but I knew I couldn't. This profession comes with a few unsaid rules, one of them is to try to heal people as much as possible.

I sighed and went back to the hospital. I wasindeed needed there. There was a fire in some building and many people had hurttheir eyes due to vapor, and flames. I saw my colleagues from other departmentswere also here, who were supposed to clock out with me. We looked at eachother, sighed and got to our work.

Being a doctor is defiantly demanding. You are called any time and we don't really get the option to say no. It is tiring, sad and exhausting however the beauty of my profession is that I forget my personal issues while working, just like I forgot my fight with Vardhaan for the moment. All my focus was on my patients.

I was working with my team, try to give aid to as many people as possible. The day was very hectic. I was working to no end and as we finished handling the situation it was already 1 a.m in the morning. Perfect! My next shift is in the next 8 hours, so I only get 8 hours of resting period after an almost 48 hour shift.

A cold sigh left my mouth and I booked an uber because I was in no mood or situation to drive. I took a subway on my way back, had it and slept. Honestly I wanted to check my phone when I hit my bed to check if Vardhaan had sent me a message or something but the tiredness took over my want and I quickly fell into a deep slumber.

I was very tried, and usually after such long shifts I sleep very peacefully but today was different, even though I was asleep my mind was not getting the rest it required. It was just busy thinking about what I said to Vardhaan, our conversations, and our happy moments.

With all of this going in I woke up at 8 am in the morning, and the first thing I did was to check my phone. And No there were no texts or calls from Vardhaan. Did we really have that much of an argument? He said he wanted to talk to me right? Then why is my phone void of any notification from him? I was right he just doesn't want to talk to me.

Previously he used to say I never talk, communicate to him, now that I do he is not there to listen. How am I supposed to talk if he is not there to listen to me? It took everything in me to open up to him, talk to him and this is what I get? I should have never just talked to him.

Sighing I got up and got ready to go to hospital when in reality all that I wanted to do was get inside my bed and do nothing. A sudden wave of anger rushed in me, I quickly got ready and clocked in for the day.

My mood was horrible throughout the day. It felt as if everyone around here wanted to piss me off. I was at the general OPD when a patient of my senior doctor, needed immediate care. My senior told me to handle it, and I was forced to say yes when all I wanted to say was "CAN'T YOU HANDLE YOUR OWN CASE ON YOUR OWN I GOT ENOUGH EXPOSER FOR NOW!!!"