It was still night. Vishnu was sleeping on the couch. The doorbell rang.
Adarsh in his night pajamas and vest came down and opened the door, frowning at who it was this late. He opened the door not before putting on a shirt.
Present to him it was Neel.
"App yaha?" Adarsh said , moving out of the door. Abhimanyu came down after sometime of seconds. Neel came in and removed his white doctor coat.
"Aao neel " Abhimanyu said. Adarsh's eye went on Vishnu who was sleeping on the couch. Adarsh squinted his own eyes and picked him up and took him to his(Adarsh's) room and made him lay on bed tucking him in the blanket and came running down the stairs, prepared a night coffee for Neel.
"Thank you" Neel said and took a sip, getting back to the talk with Abhimanyu with serious expressions.
Adarsh bit lower lip because he knew the conversation was for him.
Neel- Adarsh is it true you are again having asthama attacks?
"Kal " Adarsh said and sat beside them.
"It is not when it came and when not. The point is you should have informed. There was no need to hide it. If I was not there yesterday after midnight you should I have told me today before the meetings. I'm knowing it from the hospital. Tumhara koi plan bhi nahi tha. You were overworking yourself as well" Abhimanyu chided, he was truly frustrated today because of adu's carelessness.
"....wo to har dusre mahine ata hai" Adarsh said.
"You are coming to the hospital tommorow" Neel said, Adarsh replied with a fine.
The night before , adarsh came back late at night. Abhimanyu was in US for meeting. Adarsh met with a small accident and was hospitalized, to regain consciousness till morning. No one even in the house know this happened.
"I am leaving now" Neel stood up, taking some files from Abhimanyu. Before they could tell him to wait, Neel left telling them he will come back in the morning.
Adarsh's eyes travelled the house, catching a photo frame which replenished old memories of his childhood, the flourishing time he spent with his parents.
He recalled the time when his mother would read them books, sitting below the shadow of night Jasmine in the summer afternoon. The orange leaf stalks, the white petals were preserved in rasin that made up a small frame surrounding ther parents photo was hung in the wall.
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# Flashback #
In the rainy season, the month of July. There was beautiful house, thought it's walls were small representing a middle class family.
