Another chance?

1. Ray of Hope

Roopa’s pov
“Yeah didii… I’ve reached the hospital. You don’t have to be worried di. Yeah I’m being careful…yeah… yeah…I’ll tell you about everything later ok .I’m getting in now. I will call you later didi, now I’m already at the entrance . Yeah… Bye….Yeah I’ll come soon.I’ll take care. Yeah fine .Bye!
I cut the call while shaking my head at my didi's over protecting nature.But I am not complaining it. I lowkey enjoy that. She is not my biological sister, she was one of my seniors in college and now we are working in the same company. I truly feel blessed and happy for having someone like her in my chaotic life. But sometimes she is annoying af and othertimes she is as dangerous as an atom bomb.
I walk into the hospital while putting my phone in my purse and taking out my reports.
“Hmm.. Excuse me, Good morning . I am Roopa Kumar Gupta. I have an appointment today with Dr. Srushti Singh, the gynac .” I asked the receptionist.
“Oh.. Goodmorning ma’am . Your token number is 4.Soo.. You have to wait a little bit. I’ll call you put when it’s your turn. I guess you’re little early than your consulting time, aren’t you?” asked the receptionist with a soft smile.
“Apparently , yes” I said
“Oh its fine . Its always better to be in time than on time” she nodded and continued “You can sit on the waiting area, until I call you”
“ Yeah. Sure and Thank you.” I told her and turned around and walked towards the waiting lounge  and I settled comfortably on one of the sofas kept there. It was so hard for me to stand for a long time as I am starting to feel a little discomfort of being heavy pregnant. I am aware of the challenges awaiting me. But  something inside me is making me super happy and excited. Like someone says every happiness comes after little difficulties. It was so difficult for me to even walk and sit myself as I am 7 months pregnant.. Today I’m here at the hospital for the monthly check up. Sighing I looked down at my baby bump which I started to adore the most recently. This is the only thing that helped me to come out of the darkness depression .
I looked around my surroundings. The vast waiting lounge was filled by almost all pregnant women, and nearly everyone has with their husbands with them or parents with them .Some women’s have huge baby bump like me, while others were barely noticeable. When I saw all their partners with them, I started to pity myself. Even I pitied my unborn baby. Every couples around me are cherish their moment with their unborn baby together, while I looked down at my bump and caressed it. I don’t know when a tear dropped from my eyes.Even though my baby hasn’t arrived yet, the world seems unfair to him. But I was determinant that no matter what I will give him/her the world she deserves.
I am well aware of the fact that I won’t ever be able to fill the gap of his/her  father, but still I would never go back to Dhyan again. But at certain times everything makes me a weak bitch. What will I do when my baby starts to question about his/her dad? It always makes me restless. What am I supposed to say that your father never believed your mother and accused her to have multiple affairs with other men, or that his father always doubted me and mentally, emotionally he had turned her into a lifeless soul. I am not at all worried about me being a single mother, but I am afraid about my child’s future. I was brought out of my thoughts by the receptionist.
“ Mrs. Roopa” the receptionist called out my name for which I responded with an yes. Passing a smile to the receptionist I entered into the doctor’s cabin to know more about my ray of hope.
        [to be continued..]

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