The next day, he went again to his Rehab Centre. Ganga had occupied most of his thoughts last night. He met Rakesh again who pointed out to one of the rooms as Ganga's. Om stepped up two steps at a time and reached the door. He could hear sniffings from inside. Curious, he opened the door to find Ganga with her back facing towards him. She was looking outside from the glass window. Om couldn't see her face but he knew that she was crying. He moved inside quietly and cleared his voice..
Om : Ahem.. Ahem..
Ganga quickly wiped her tears and turned around to face him. Om noticed that her eyes were bloodshot and she had bags around her eyes. She had been crying all night and didn't sleep. She looked back at him, her eyes devoid any mischief like the first time he met her..
Ganga : Oh. Its you, Longhair.
Om : This longhair has a name.
Ganga : Well.. The same longhair didn't bother to tell me his name the last time we met. So.
Om : Omkara Singh Oberoi. You can call me Om.
Ganga : Nah. Longhead.
Om : Please.. Omkara or Om.
Ganga : Fine Omiey..
Om : Omiey ??
Ganga : Yeah. Let's be different. Om and Omkara is too boring.
Om : Fine. Your wish.They stayed quiet for sometime.
Om was looking elsewhere while Ganga was confidently staring at him.
Ganga : Did you come here to admire the room's beauty and do a painting on it ?
Om : What ?
Ganga : Look at the way you are staring elsewhere except me.
Om : Oh that.. Am sorry.. I didn't know it would..
Ganga (with a wave of her hand) : Forget it. Why are you here ?
Om : I wanted to know about you. How is your health ?
Ganga : Better. But I wish it wern't.
Om : What.. Why ?
Ganga : Let that go.. No use talking about it. Am neva gonna get it back anyways.
Om : You know something ?? I am a good listener.
Ganga : So what shall I do ? Clean your ears with an ear bud to make it even more easy ??
Om : Ehh no.. I just wanted to say you can share your problems with me. You'll feel good.
Ganga : Thanks... But no thanks. Leave me to myself. Now, I think I shall rest. I need some sleep.
Om : You do. I'll come back later. Sleep well..
Ganga : Sure. Thanks. Bye.
Om closed the door and went down to meet the receptionist to check out for new entries and fully cured patients. First he would have a talk with the new patients and then with the fully-cured people. He felt good to talk to people. He loved to share his experience with the hope that they would follow it too. He felt his pocket for his phone but it wasn't there. He checked all his pockets but no fell of phone anywhere. He remembered that he had left his phone in Ganga's room. He sighed and turned away to step up again to Ganga's room. Without any prior knocking or warning, he opened the door to find Ganga inject something into herself. Om looked at her in shock, Ganga mirroring his expression with wide eyes. Before Ganga could react, Om rushed towards her side and tried taking the drug injection out of her hand. Ganga put on a fight.
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A Drop Of Life - Ishqbaaaz FF
FanfictionA cured Drug Addict with a bad past undergoes a journey to his Drug past as he crosses paths with a girl who is in the same situation as he once was. But... She has a past too.. Destiny brings him to face his past as he tries to help her. Follow A D...