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15. Uncertain lives

~Leelavati Hospital~

Ved put his hand on Anubhav's shoulder whose head had hung low. He looked at him and showed him his hands which were completely red with 'her' blood. Ved tightened his grip on his shoulder as he saw a lone tear escape his eye and sat beside him.

"Himaat mat haar Anu, sab thik ho jayega. Haseena ko kuch nahi hoga!" He assured him even though he knew it was really difficult for Haseena to recover. The check-up room's door opened and the doctor came out. Anubhav immediately rushed to him.

"Dekhiye ye bohot serious case hai. hume jald se jald surgery karna padega. Iske liye insurance aur guardian ka consent chahiye!" The doctor said seriously.

" Doctor insurance ke documents ka toh intazam ho jayega par guardian ko itni jaldi bulana...it's quite difficult!" Ved said while Anubhav was just looking at doctor.

" Dekhiye it's a serious surgery, I am really sorry to say but the chances of her surviving are not very high...we need the guardian!" His heart broke as the doctor said those words. Ved looked at him.

"Doctor dekhiye please start the surgery. The guardian will be here as soon as possible!" Ved tried to handle the situation.

"Tch okay but we need the documents, without it we cannot continue...get it as soon as possible!" The doctor left saying this. Anubhav sat on the bench with a thud. His breathing was becoming heavy as if hus lungs weren't working anymore.

"Anu abhi tu himmat haar jayega toh sab khatam ho jayega, jaldi Jaa ms mallik ke documents arrange kar. Mein safety ke force bulwata hoon!" Anubhav gulped hard hearing his words. He closed his eyes and her pain stricken face appeared infront of his eyes. He immediately opened them and rushed towards his car.

He completed the road of two Hours in half an hour breaking hundreds of rules. He somehow reached the hotel room and entered her room. Searching each and every corner like a mad man. At last he reached the study area and opened the drawer to find the documents lying there. A sigh of relief left his mouth. But as he took the documents he eyes fell on several crumbled papers lying there and a diary with red velvet cover. A paper was peeking out of the diary.

"Anubhav"

His name on the page of the diary caught his attention. He opened the diary. And all the pages had just incomplete words and sentences. In some pages the ink was smuged because drops of water....or maybe tears!

"A̶̶n̶̶u̶̶b̶̶h̶̶a̶̶v̶̶"

"M̶̶e̶̶i̶̶n̶̶ b̶̶o̶̶h̶̶o̶̶t̶̶"

"M̶̶u̶̶j̶̶h̶̶e̶̶....."

"H̶̶u̶̶m̶̶a̶̶r̶̶i̶̶ g̶̶a̶̶l̶̶t̶̶i̶̶ k̶̶e̶̶ l̶̶i̶̶y̶̶e̶̶"

"S̶̶o̶̶r̶̶r̶̶y̶̶"

"H̶̶u̶̶m̶̶e̶̶ m̶̶a̶̶a̶̶f̶̶"

The pages were starting like this only. But no one was completed. All were cut. He turned the next page and his eyes softened.

Anubhav,

hume maaf kar dijiye, hum jante hain hum apke gunehgar hain. Hume aapki di hui har saza manzoor hai Anubhav. Please hume maaf kar Dijiye.