Kismet

Chapter 3

I think I slept for too long. As I slowly opened my eyes, widely yawning and streching my hands I happed to see her, the same unfortunate physio, she is sitting in front of me holding a book. Ah.... I widened my eyes and tried to read the title

"It's... W... ri..ten. 'The Alchemist'
"Huh" I sighed

Now at the present moment I can't move anywhere I can do nothing than staying here, as an athlete it is really a difficult task for me.

"Mmmm... What else I can do... " I looked around the room.

"Huh, let me analyse her"

She literally looks like a typical South Indian. She's dusky, wow.. She really has a long hair. When I met her for the first time she was with hair bun. She has pimples on both her cheeks and on her forehead, and her dark eye moving here and there reading the book. She doesn't wear any makeup except a black bindhi on her forehead between her two eyebrows. She really possess a beautiful eyebrows indeed. And....

"What are you looking at? " Asked her suddenly with a fierce.

"Nothing... Nothing... I just need" Stammered I.
As I moved

"Ouch ... Ah... " I totally forgot about the ankle.

"What happened? " She hurried. As I was going to fall she held me and made me to sit properly, her hair got tucked in my shirt

"Mch... " She gave a sound and hurried to take it, but it ended up hurting herself. I said

"Wait....  Wait.....Iet me... Take it" I slowly took it of. She really smells good as soon as I took it out she secured it into a bun again and asked

"What do you want? "

"I just need to use the washroom"
"Huh"

She slowly took me near the door. God why does her hands are so cold that too in this hot summer.
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Ah.... It's boring. I... Have only.. Hmmm
"Hey, are you married? " Asked I
"None of your business" Annoyed her
"Are you really a physiotherapist? "
She gave a grumpy stare again
"'Cause I have heard that physio's would be too kind. " Said I
"I too have heard that crickters would not talk too much " Smirked her
"Shit... Why is she always annoying? Oh.. Wait a minute she's my caretaker right"
"Ms. Caretaker, can  you please bring me a glass of water"
"Hmmm" Said she as she bought a glass of water to me. I took a sip and said
"Ahhh.. I need my phone, it's over the table there can you please bring it to me.... Ms. Caretaker"
She nodded and gave the phone to me and moved to her old position with the book. I started again
"Ms. Caretaker, I'm hungry so... Can you please..."
Before I could finish my sentence she took a deep breath and went out.
     After a few minutes she bought me food.
"Ah... Now I'm full" I took a deep breath and begin again
"Ms. Caretaker "
"Oh, for God sake can you please stop calling me like that" She angered
"Then.... Say your name "
She gave a sigh and said
"Bindhu"
"Ahhh.. I couldn't hear"
"Bindhuuuu... "
"Ahh??? "
"B-I-N-D-H-U- Bindhu " She yelled
"So... Ms. Bindhu , are you really a physiotherapist?"
   She closed her book with a force and kept near the table and walked furiously towards me and showed her card
"Look here" Said and continued
"I have completed BPT and MPT in sports and I have been working here for experience"
"So am I a model for your to practice?? "
I can easily say that she's really annoyed by me. Then without saying anything she bought the ice pack and started icing my ankle very gently that made me to feel relaxed and releaved. The doctor is right she really has some magic in her hands.
"I believe now, that you're a physio" Said I
She smirked and said
I think you'll get better soon. Thank God... Huh... I can be free from you as soon as possible"
"Hey! Actually it should be my dialogue, because it's really tiring to be with you "
She took a deep breath and smiled
"Are you smiling???? Is it real or am I dreaming"
I opened my eyes even wider to see her smiling and asked again
"Are you feeling happy, by seeing me in this situation. Huh... Are you a physio or a psycho? "
"No.... No... It's not that. I think it's going to rain"
"So.... Rain makes you happy. Do you like rain "
"None of your business" She smirked
"Why that grumpy face again. Just say it in a gentle tone "
She smirked and said
"It's none of your business dear patient "
"Oh God.... Common can you stop playing "
She said "close your eyes "
"Why should I? "
"Just do as I say"
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. It was soo calm and I could hear only her voice saying
"In a mid-summer, late evening
When the birds started to chirp
Along with the pleasent scent of rain
And the cool gentle breeze
It started to pour
As I took a sip of coffee

Realised  - what more could I ask for? "
She continued
"Take rest we can meet tomorrow"