The Stammering Princess

Her angel

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Arika's frantic try to and stand up and search for her room number had been ongoing for what felt like an eternity. Just as she was starting to lose hope, a gentle but assertive voice cut through the chaos.

"Can I help you?"

Arika get scared listening to the voice and flick

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice laced with caution.

"I'm Agastya Kapoor," he replied, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "And you, my dear, are a princess."

Arika's instincts kicked in, and she took a step back. "Don't touch me, please. Just go away."

Agastya's smile faltered for a moment before he leaned in, his voice barely above a whisper. "Princess, don't say that. Now that I've found you, you're mine."

Arika's heart skipped a beat. "I'm not yours," she protested. "And I don't even know you."

Agastya's expression softened. "I'm not a bad man, I promise. I just want to help. What's your name?"

"Arika," she replied hesitantly.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," Agastya said, his eyes sparkling. "Now, let's find your room, shall we? What's your room number?"

Arika's face fell. "I...I don't know."

Agastya chuckled. "No worries, Princess. We'll find it together."

Before Arika could protest, Agastya swept her into his arms, cradling her like a bride.

"What are you doing?" Arika demanded, squirming in his grasp. "Put me down!"

Agastya's voice was soothing. "I'm just helping, Princess. I promise I won't do anything without your permission."

As they navigated the corridors of the hospital, he tell her stories which made her laugh .

Thirty minutes later, they finally found her room.

"Here we are, Princess," Agastya said, setting Arika down gently.

Arika's cheeks flushed. "Thanks...Agastya."

Agastya smiled. "Anytime, Arika. Now, would you like to  meet me again?"

Arika's hesitation was momentary. "Yes."

Agastya grinned. "I promise, Princess. I'm not a bad man "

As Arika enters in the room she with help of near by object reaches her bed and tried to sleep but her heart and mind is filled with the encounter of the strang man.

She couldn't see her face but still feel some attraction towards him and finally sleep took over her senses.

The next day, Arika woke up to a familiar voice. "Bhaiya!"

Rakshatra exclaimed hearing, rushing towards her with open arms and Asking - " how are you baccha ?"

Arika's face lit up as she hugged her brother tightly. "I'm good, bhaiya. How are you?"

Rakshatra's eyes sparkled. "I'm better now that I see you, baccha."

After a warm conversation, the nurse arrived to take Arika outside for some fresh air.

As they strolled through the garden, Arika's thoughts wandered. The nurse settled her on a bench and left to attend to other patients.

Suddenly, a gentle voice whispered in her ear, "Princess."

Arika flinched, her hand flying to her chest. "You...scared me!"

Agastya chuckled. "Sorry, my princess. What are you doing here alone?"

Arika's voice trembled. "Nothing...just sitting. I...can't see."

Agastya's tone turned gentle. "Who said you can't see? Let me show you that you can."

Arika's   nodded.

"Close your eyes, put your hand on your chest, and imagine what I say," Agastya instructed.

Arika obeyed.

"See the girl playing with a ball? She's laughing, despite having only one leg. Notice the old man strolling hand-in-hand with his wife, their faces radiant with love?"

As Agastya painted a vivid picture, Arika's imagination  filled with them .

"See the vibrant flowers swaying in the breeze? Smell the sweet fragrance filling the air?"

Arika's eyes remained shut, but her senses came alive.

"Feel the warmth of the sun on your skin? Hear the birds singing in harmony?"

Tears streamed down Arika's face as she opened her eyes to a new reality.

"Agastya, I can see!" she exclaimed.

Agastya smiled. "Youcould, Princess. You just needed someone to show you."

Arika hugged Agastya tightly, tears streaming down her face. He gently wiped them away with his fingertips.

"Want to get some ice cream?" Agastya asked, his eyes sparkling.

Arika nodded enthusiastically. "Yes!"

They walked hand-in-hand to the ice cream cart near the gate.

"One chocolate ice cream" Agastya ordered.

As they walked away with the ice cream, Arika asked, "Won't you have some?"

Agastya shook his head. "I don't like sweets."

Arika's curiosity got the better of her. "Avastha, why are you in the hospital? Are you hurt too?"

Agastya's expression turned somber. "My mother is in a coma."

Arika's heart went out to him. She hugged him tightly. "Don't be sad, Agastya. She'll be fine, I'm sure. I'm so sorry."

Agastya's voice was laced with emotion. "Don't apologize, Princess. Would you like to visit my mother with me?"

Arika nodded without hesitation. "Of course, I want to."

As they walked to the ICU, Agastya shared stories about his mother's strength and love.

Arika listened intently, her heart heavy with empathy.

Upon entering the ICU, Arika was struck by the machines beeping around them.

Arika took Agastya's hand, offering silent support.

Agastya's eyes welled up as he whispered, "Mom, I've brought someone special to meet you."

Arika smiled warmly at Agastya's mother. "Hello, Aunty. You're strong and will recover soon."

Agastya's gratitude was palpable. "Thank you, Princess."

As they sat beside his mother, Arika realized that sometimes, all someone needs is someone to care.

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