A Tale of Trust - A DevAkshi & SamAina FF

Chapter 24 - No Rights

I ADORE SHASHI MA'AM AND SUMEET SIR. ALTHOUGH THERE IS A MINOR SIMILARITY BETWEEN THE MALANIS AND MITTALS, MALANIS ARE FRAGMENTS OF MY IMAGINATION. THESE ARE CHARACTERS. NOTHING TO DO WITH MY REGARD/DISREGARD WITH THE ORIGINALS.  ALSO, WHILE YUDKBH IS BASED ON THE MITTALS, PEHLA PEHLA PYAR WAS TOTALLY SONA'S CREATION AFTER GETTING A HINT FROM THE MALANIS.

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An image came swirling in his head. A dull, blurred footage of a girl sitting on a couch for a long time, trembling a little and then she got up after some time, held a poster and started crying bitterly. He saw it all from a slant angle, from the top but it was like he was there beside her or worse he was there while she was crying, he was the one she was holding and he couldn't help her - even if he wanted to.

"Sir, we've landed. Sir." A polite voice ringed in his ears and Devrat Dixit opened his eyes immediately. He straightened himself in the aircraft's seat. His forehead was covered with sweat beads despite the A/C. He nodded when the air hostess looked at him with anticipation and got up to deplane.

Mechanically, Dev collected his luggage. He couldn't get the CCTV footage out of his head. The Sona he had seen at their set and the one he saw in the footage and the party night were two different people and come to think of it, he felt like he never really knew anyone of them.

Lost in his thoughts, as soon as he got out of the airport, a monkey popped out of thin air and slapped him on his face. His goggles fell from his nose.

"Hey!" He screamed but the monkey did his business and disappeared.

He picked up his goggles and went to hire a cab. Shimla wasn't a big town but it would not be easy to find Sonakshi.

"Kaha chaloge bhaiya?" The cab driver asked Dev, who by now had put his hoodie and his goggles on. It was difficult for him to be recognized.

"IGIMS." He said and got inside the cab.

The cab driver seemed to seriously dig songs of the 90s and the earlier ones of the milennium. Songs like Janam dekh lo mit gayi duriyan, Bin Tera Sanam, Sanam Teri Kasam and even some of the Indie Pop genre got into his head till he reached the hospital wing. He wasn't thinking straight. It was all a mixture of what he had to do and Sona's vulnerable image.

"Where do I look for this Nisha now?" Dev thought.

He saw a sign board pointing to the reception and followed it's direction. In a minute he was standing in front of the overly crowded hospital's reception. The line was long. It would have been so much more easier to take off his disguise and get some VIP treatment but if his fans poured out from the patients' queue he would lose even more time in hunting down Sonakshi.

He looked up at the list of doctors.

"Dr. Nisha Kaduskar." It was written in big, bold letters.

He stared at the name as if it would conjure Sonakshi's address for him. Finally, his turn came at the reception and the pretty receptionist frowned straight on his face. That was new.

"I want Dr. Nisha's address." He said confidently.

"Ohhh and I want to become President." She smirked.

Dev wasn't used to such sarcastic back offs. It took him a full moment to realize that he had just been denied access to something he wanted. He stared at the receptionist but her continued frown told him to leave the line. He went in the waiting area and sat on a chair among people whose body radiated stress, grief and anxiety. He looked at the doctor's list again. Nisha's working hours were from 12-4pm. That was a long wait.