8. Mr.Mad

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This chapter is dedicated to iamshxmz
Who has been a constant support from the beginning 🖤

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Hamza's pov :

As she moved away from me , I felt empty , A feeling which was new for me . I went behind her, watching all her activities . she was hugging a small boy and she was speaking something with him , to which the boy paid keen interest . As her voice was inaudible from where I stood , I moved closer to her . She has such a beautiful voice . This is the first time I'm hearing her speak this much . Usually she speaks only a word or a two .
I don't know to decide , whether the story was beautiful or her voice was . One can keep on listening to her speak , all day long ," she is a beauty with brains " . I was thinking to myself while admiring her .

But it triggered something inside of me , when she spoke about not to lose iman at any cost , i was awestruck by these people and their actions . They say "action speaks louder than words " . But these people are proving it in their way of living .they have lost their peace , they have lost their loved ones , They have almost lost  everything in their life . If I were in their situation , I would have been a monster by now (though I'm already one ) . How could one spread so much love , when they are surrounded by so much of negativity .

Once the adhaan was told , all of them stood up for prayer . One could learn so much from these people , inspite of their condition , their gratitude towards god has never reduced rather it has increased .
If I stay with them for a single more day ,
I don't know what would happen to me . Already the guilt has started ......
" Let me sleep without any further thoughts " . ....

Hayat's pov :

I woke up later than usual , so I hurriedly got ready and reached the camp .
When I reached the camp , the atmosphere was better when compared with the previous days . People are recovering slowly but steadily .
It was happy to see people return to their normal life , atleast they are trying to . They are making an effort , though it is small , it does matter .
As I was examining the patients , there came Mr.Rude , " a very good start ".
I don't know whether he is going to be rude ( his normal self ) or is he going to act the polite gentle man role today .

He came near and asked me to examine his cuts ." So today he's going to act Mr.Polite " , I was thinking to myself and I told him " okay Mr. Whatever your name is , while you see people who have lost their legs and hands suffering , you can't expect me to treat your little bruise for three days ."
He was looking at me without any reaction . then all of a sudden , he took the scissors which was kept in the tray for cutting bandages , and he used it skillfully  to cut the radial artery in his wrist .

Blood was oozing out while Mr.Rude was standing with a smirk in his face . I was panicking , " what has happened to this man ?, has he go insane ? , is he mad ? , what are his intentions ? " . Questions were flooding my mind , while he extended his arm and asked me  ,  " now Miss. Doctor can you save this suicidal patient from dying " . So he's got a name for me . I felt like screaming that miss.doctor is not my name but I made him sit down , washed all the blood , and after cleaning i bandaged his arm.

" what is he trying to do , is he a psychopath killer , Was he going to kill me ? " I was overthinking , while he interrupted me with a cough, an intentional one. I faced him while he was still with the same smirk .
I've got to know more about this mad man , he's not Mr.Rude now , he has become Mr. Mad .
I have to ask him a lot of questions , but let me start with a simple one .......

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