(after abhijeet have fallen into waterfall he was in deep trauma....as he was in hospital....tarika got news that she have to attend the medical conference in San Francisco so she have to leave for him but her heart is not ready to go as she wants to meet abhijeet, kiss him, hug him, and wanted to tell him that everything is ok...but unfortunately he was not in his consiousness...so she left sadly for conference)
After 13th day of medical conference: morning 9 am
call:
tarika: daya abhijeet kaisa hai??? kaha hai woh...itne calls ki utha hi nhi raha hai...uske doctor se toh meri baat huyi thi unhone usse 1 week pehle hi discharge de diya tha or kaha bhi k he is fine now.... or salukhe saab woh kaha hai koi call utha q nhi raha?? daya abhijeet thik toh haina?? (scared)
daya: (teary voice) ta...taru...wo...woh abhijeet!!!
tarika: kya hua hai abhijeet ko or tumhari awaz aisi q lag rahi hai (scared)
daya: taru woh
tarika: aage bhi bologe daya kya hua hai (shouted)
daya: taru abhijeet have gone into severe depression or usko hallucinations bhi ho rahe hai
tarika: whattt!!!!kaise?? or hallucinations matlab kya ho raha hai???
daya: usko har jagah tum dikhayi de rahi ho...cheekta hai chillata hai khud ko nuksaan pochata hai...jab se tum gayi ho raat ko sota bhi nhi hai...."meri tarika ji" yeh keh k chillata hai...har taraf tum dikhayi dene lagi ho usse...pagal ban gaya hai woh tumhare liye
tarika:(put one hand on forehead) hey bhagwaan...lekin hua kaise yeh sab...doctor ne mujhe kaha tha he is fit and fine...or yeh tum mujhe abhi bata rahe ho itna time hojane k baad (angry)
daya: woh taru
tarika: chodo mein abhi nikal rahi hu india k liye
daya: taru bss 2 din bacche hai conference khatam hone k liye fir aajaona wapas
tarika: conference my foot...meko bss mera abhijeet chahiye...chalo mein nikal rahi hu...bye (cold tone)
next day: 7pm night
abhijeet home:
abhijeet was laying on bed...dr s and daya was near him...suddenly he got up and sat on bed and started shouting..."nhi aisa nhi ho sakta meri tarika mujhe nhi chod k jaa sakti" both dr s and daya came and hold him but he was not in control..."nhi tarika aisa nhi kar sakti...woh mujh se pyaar karti hai...woh kisi or se shaadi nhi kar sakti" he started clutching his fairs in fist
dr s: lagta hai asar wapas chalu hogaya...daya isse padko mein injection lagata hu
daya: ji sir
(daya holds him tighly and dr s came to inject him injection....suddenly a voice come from behind)
voice: rukh jayiye sir
dr s: (gulped) tarika!!!
(she came in room with teary eyes and have seen all this scenes which was going on)
tarika: daya chodo usse
daya: taru tum kab aayi
tarika avoid his as she have tears in her eyes seeing this condition of abhijeet which is almost next to pagal...also he doesn't shave and there is beard on his face
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