Fanaa - Destroyed in Love - A Swasan FF

Chapter #8

Swara and Sanskaar were living out their moment of joy, the overwhelming relief, holding the little angel in their arms. She was going to be fine. Absolutely fine.

The nurse let them stay in, more than the normal allotted time for visitors, as she noticed how happy the child was in the loving arms of her parents, as they all thought. She was not fidgety anymore.

Between them, Swara and Sanskaar walked the baby up and down the length of the room, and she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Gently, Swara lowered the baby to the bed, carefully untangled the tiny fingers from where they clutched at her dress. She kissed the little pearly nails once, rose. Sanskaar pressed a gossamer kiss to the tiny cheek and stepped back, one hand holding Swara's. Silently, they made for the door as the waiting nurse went to sit by the sleeping child. At the door, both turned for one more glance. Little Angel was sleeping, the peaceful sleep of the innocent.
Again they took their seats in the plastic chairs in the corridor to wait, the but this time with feeling of relief. Everything was going to be alright.

Sanskaar looked at his watch; it was almost 5 in the morning. He looked at her tired face.

"Swara...?"

"Hmmm...?"

"Main abhi aaya."

She nodded in silence and he went down the hall.

Time passed and Swara felt restless with his absence. She found herself glancing up every time there the sound of footsteps echoed up the hall, hoping it would be Sanskaar. Should she have called him? No. He had just stepped out. She couldn't expect him to stay with her all the time. He needed a break, especially after last night which was so tiring, emotionally and physically. For both of them. But thank God Angel was fine..

She decided to take a little break herself. She made her way towards wash room and splashed water on her face. Better, she thought looking at her reflection in mirror. She came back and settled down, looked at corridor once again, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

"Swara."

She opened her eyes listening to his voice. Sanskaar stood there holding two cups of coffee. Sanskaar looked at her, then at the coffee dispenser at the end of the corridor, back to her. Her gaze followed his, and back to him. He shrugged his shoulders with an easy smile, holding up the coffee. Swara couldn't help but smile back, she remembered how horrible that coffee was but at that moment nothing mattered to them other than Angel.

So he had stepped out to get coffee .Well that was a good start for the day, coffee with a good friend, with Sanskaar. She took one cup from him and they settled back.

Swara's phone flashed. It was a call from Little Flowers. "Must be Father Benedict," she told Sanskaar as she picked the call. Swara narrated the events to Father Benedict who was understandably worried. She assured him that things were fine now.

"Father aa rahe hain, he is back from village and will be here in some time ",she told Sanskaar.

She paused, then turned to him again, "Sankaar..ab Father aa rahe hain ..tum ghar kyu nahi chale jaate ..raat bhar teek se soye nahi tum ..you must be tired..."

"Tum bhi tho soye nahi thik se," he shook his head no. "Main tumhe chod kar kahi nahi jaane waala" he said firmly.

And that was the end of that discussion.

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Angel was shifted from ICU to ward by 8 in the morning...Swara took her into her arms, passed her on to Sanskaar when he held out his. Angel seemed more than happy to be greeted by her favorite people. Just then Father Benedict stepped in along with a nun. He sent a silent payer of gratitude to his Lord for sending these two Angel's to Little Flowers, as he walked up to the trio. Angel cooed happily as she recognized him, but was content in Swara's arms for the moment, playing with her hair.