SanDhir - Along Came She

CHAPTER 6 : The 'good' in the 'bad'!

"...It's ok to be bad if you can make 'bad' look 'good'...!"

                                                                                  -Ann

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Dr Dinesh Shekhawat entered Dr Vardhan's room looking exhausted.

"Vardhan, i need to talk to u.." said the former.

"Dr Shekhawat...Sir, are u alright?"

Dr Dinesh Shekhawat had once been Dr Vardhan's mentor, just as Randhir's parents had been as well. Vardhan had always been respectful towards the Shekhawats.

"Yes..yes..I'm fine...It's about Randhir...We are organizing a press-meet today to formally introduce him to everyone...I was just hoping u could pep-talk him a bit. He's only 18...he will be scared...But before the media, one slip of the tongue could cost us a lot..."

Prof Vardhan looked doubtful.

"Why are u asking me to talk to him? Can't u do it?"

Dr Shekhawat smiled a little and said, "I see a lot of you in him Vardhan...If there's anyone that can motivate Randhir, it's u...Please do this as a favour to me..."

Prof Vardhan nodded and replied, "Sure...It will be my pleasure sir.."

"Thank u.." said Dr Shekhawat and left.

Prof Vardhan frowned. Why were they making Randhir go public? And why did Dr Shekhawat look so worried and exhausted? Something wasn't right.

He called in the peon and asked him to send for Randhir.

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Randhir lay wide awake on his bed, the moments inside the conference hall replaying in his head. True, he wanted to be a part of what his parents had started. But this was a huge responsibility. Would he be able to handle it?

"Randhir Shekhawat?" called the peon from outside his dorm-room.

Randhir got up and walked out.

"Kya hua bhaiya?"

"Dr Suryavanshi ne aapko unke chamber mein bulaya hain.."

"Ok...abhi ayaa.." said Randhir and quickly got dressed.

He went over to Prof Vardhan's office wondering why he had called him.

"Sir, may I come in?"

"Randhir...Yes come in...Sit.." instructed the professor.

"Sir, u called me?"

"Uhhh...yes...I just wanted to know your opinion regarding what you are about to do.."

Randhir looked perplexed, "I didn't get u sir.."

"The press-meet...What are u doing Randhir? How do u expect to run an entire foundation at this age?"

Realization set in on Randhir. He sighed and replied, "The board's decision sir...I had no part in it...I merely agreed to their proposal.."

"That is what i want to know Randhir...Why did u agree?"

"What choice did I have sir? It's my parents' foundation and they needed me...I obliged merely..."

"Don't u find it strange that they need u now, all of a sudden?"

Randhir's face turned hard.

"What are u implying sir?"

Prof Vardhan looked at his student carefully before replying, "All i am saying is, you are 18...U are in med-school...U may be a genius, but this isn't just any professional course..You are dealing with lives here...If u want to be like your parents, you have to focus on medical and nothing else...Don't lose your focus Randhir...Don't let vengeance get in the way..."