Abhi was a handsome young man, with brown eyes, nice white teeth that you would like to watch him talk more so smile all day. He was jolly, friendly, out going, compassionate. He was in medical school, he was excited and everyone knew he would make a great doctor. The way he was with people was a confirmation he would be great with his patients. Even as a student the patients he worked upon always loved him and wished him well for his kindness.
By the nature of his looks, profession, and all the other attributes no doubt girls had their eyes on him. They always went out of their way to get his attention which always worked but he always treated them as friends. Their parents were very proud of their son and his siblings too. People loved to identify with him but still was humble.
I was just a simple girl who loved to be me. As much as most girls at the University dressed following the trends I was always in my chundalis and salwars. The simple things in life are what made me happy, gave me peace and comfort. Not stressing about being able to catch people's attention, well I won't lie, I just like any other girl had a crush on him and yet looking at all the girls around campus I was far from being paired with him. So I chose to never even think about it.
Though he would say hello to me with the cutest smile I ever knew (blushing) when we croosed paths which was once in awhile. We were doing different courses, he in medicine and me in computer science. The only thing we had in common was church. I doubted he even knew my name not with all the beautiful girls all around him (his department) and from all the different faculties.
Did I say he loved music? He was good with both the keyboard and guitar. His voice was smooth and deep. He was deeply in love with music because if not in hospital he would be in church behind the piano or somewhere on church premises playing the guitar while singing. I had found him once singing with eyes closed and I hide behind a tree just to keep listening which pushed me to stalk him just to listen to him sing.
One day on my way for my lecture, I started feeling lightheaded, I took help against a wall of the nearby building the other hand on my head. I needed to call my sister to come help me and trying to look through my bag it fell down.
'Pragya hold on' I heard someone shout.
I took till the ground and sat down, looking up I saw Abhi coming my way taking my hand, that was the last thing I saw. Woke up in university clinic with a drip on my hand and Bulbul by my side. With a faith smile on my face I called out to her who was busy on her phone.
Bulbul, *coughing
She came nearer to me. Taking my hand I requested for water as I wanted to clear my dry mouth and speak well she gave water in her bottle.
Bulbul asked "How are you feeling?"
"I am feeling better" I said "How did you know I was here?"
I called you and the nurse received the call and told me you were at the clinic so I came here immediately. " explained Bulbul "you are anemic Pragya. The nurse said u must have not been having proper meals."
"I only eat when I can and besides I have no appetite for anything, I literally shove the food down the throat Bulbul but the food isn't tasty at all" Said Pragya.
"How do you expect to be strong if you don't have proper meals?" Asked Abhi as he made an entry.
Bulbul turned to look at him and the expression on her face had questions.
"Hi" Said Abhi as Bulbul extended her hand "Bulbul, I am Bulbul" she said.
"Abhi" extending his hand "Hello Bulbul, hello Abhi"
Turning to Pragya "How are you feeling now? "
"Alot better, thanks." She retorted.
"Have you talked to the nurse yet?" Inquired Abhi.
