Convey the same thing to the NIA officials outside man. They have turned crazy with Human Rights Commisionnor, Summons... whatnot on the earth...
Poor creatures... I turned to go out,
But, my brain interrupted me to control my diabetes mellitus and listen to him completely.
"I committed the whole mistake..."
He started and shared that he is actually a fisher from Gujarat and to pay back the debt he made for his mom's treatment, he agreed to ship the foreign fish illegally to Mumbai. But unfortunately, was caught by the Coast Guards and NIA as a terrorist.
Ayyo...Poor guy.
"Aap hi boleye Saavi Pa Pa Pa.." He was trying to read my name from the scrub tag
"Pachhel"
"Hindi me hi likh dete aap...
Koyi baat nahi...
Aap hi boleye Saavi ji... Agar mein unhe inkaar kardiya hota to, eh sab jhelna nahi padta naa"
"Haa.." I nodded in yes, tearing out gallons of water for the mother's sentiment, and due to the kgf mom bgm.
No worries, from now on I will give IV without pain, I mentally, assured the thing which I can never do.
"Teekh see khana aur dawayi khalena" I replied to him
Little I sensed then was, I terribly caught in the net of this fisherman.
When I came out I saw only 2 guards, the NIA officials have left it seems. When I asked regarding the same, HOD said that those people are no more suspects and the NIA Security chief had left the place, not before he informed them to contact him if their health deteriorates and to take very good care of those people.
"Why wouldn't I take care ?... Very good care I will take"
Next day, after I attended classes when having lunch, that Mamma's boy knocked back into my thoughts for my ringtone of kgf bgm.
Poor boy... What he would be eating ?
Did he eat in first hand?
Thinking about him and leaving my lunch I went towards his ward.
"Aap kitne acche ho ji, aapke alava koyi apna nahi lagta is hospital mein"
He praising and the head nurse blushing...
BJM-400
"Ms. D'SOUZA"
"ALLAH..."
I shouted followed by him, for my extraordinary dressing-changing skills, which dragged our HOD to visit the ward.
But as he was a terrorist (suspected), he gave an expression of your wish, what you wanna do with him, and he left after saying
"Take care Ms."
I came here for you leaving, my lunch, and you are cooking up your Gujarati flirty cuisine here.
Without any corner of empathy or remorse, I completed checking on him and turned to leave
"Bol kyu nahi dete, jalrahe ho aap"
(Why don't you accept that you're getting jealous?)
Then why don't you get why I am getting jealous ?... Die in these four walls.
Cursing him mentally, I gave a sharp glare to him.
"Ikraar Mein Shabdon Ki Ehamiyat Nahin Hoti,
Dil Ke Jazbaat Ki Aavaaz Nahin Hoti,
Aankhein Bayan Kar Deti Hain Dil Ki Dastaan,
Mohabbat Lafjon Ki Mohtaaj Nahin Hoti."
And this could stop me from smiling from behind the mask I had to wear, in front of these guys.
I forgot her address but I will not leave (forget) her smile...
Sulking butterfly don't hide your colors
Don't disappear like a falling star ...
Give me the shine removing the mask lying upon you ooh girl...
When will I see this beautiful moon hiding behind the clouds...
When will I see this beautiful art that hasn't been sketched yet...
I was always wondering, if girls flat for just 5 min of flirty trails... not until I have submerged myself completely in this gleam, for a Shyari which doesn't even take 5 min.
And my fate, leaving behind classmates, seniors, super seniors, junior doctors and senior doctors, here I go falling for my patient.
Not even in my dreams, I would have been without bindi on my forehead, and in his love I was blushing at my reflection with no bindi and a parda on my head.
God... Love is not just blind, it turns you crazy too.
In this thoughts, all these days I didn't study properly, with is evident through my marks in mock test. Oh god, if it goes like this, then I have to forget my Degree
So, after completing my night shift rounds, I drifted into slumber while solving test series in Marrow.
BJM - 690,
For disturbing my sleep, but the next turn of events were much more disturbing...
As, my slumber washed away when a strong hand tightened around my throat lifting me into the air.
I never in my life expected, I would wake up in this horrible way...
When my eyes completely got off the sleep fog, I saw NSG, our dean Mr. Sachdev, NIA, and many others standing pointing out guns and snipers at me.
"Don't you dare" I felt a strong hand on my throat and a sharp scalpel pointing at my spinal cord.
The voice... from which I was hearing Shayari's and fell for it
The same voice.... now threatening to kill...
"ADEEL..."
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Mystery / ThrillerBJM - 690 For disturbing my sleep, but the next turn of events were alot more disturbing... "Don't you dare" I felt a strong hand on my throat and a sharp scalpel pointing at my spinal cord. The voice, from which I was hearing Shayari's and fell The...
