His last breath(Completed✔)

Chapter 1

"Doctor, his condition can be cured right?" I asked, panic written all over my face. 

"Ms.Anjali, I cannot tell anything now. Now it all seem good. Let us observe him for a while more. Only then we can tell whether Karan can be fully cured or not. I suggest you stop worrying about this and get a good rest," The doctor advised me.

"Thank you doctor, but I think I will stay here until he regain consciousness" it is easy for him to tell but I cannot relax when Karan is in this condition. He is a good soul. Just because he had a bad companion, his life is going to end just before it starts. No no no. Nothing should happen to him. He should be okay.

"Ms.Anjali, how is Karan now?" Reena asked me nervously over phone.

 "What should I tell Reena? I advised him not to do anything on impulse. But he didn't listen to me. Now see where it has brought us to" I sighed thinking about Karan.

"Sorry Ms.Anjali. I should have been more alert. You trusted me but I could not bring justice for your trust. If it weren't for my carelessness Karan or you would not have to go through this now. I am really sorry Ms.Anjali" she apologized on the verge of crying.

 "Come on Reena. You don't have to be sorry. This is not my first time handling something like this. Its just that I am very scared for Karan. You don't worry about anything okay? Just help me take care of other boys at the home." I ended my call.

Yes. I am running a home, not exactly orphanage home but more or less the same. In my home there are young boys without parents or boys chased out by their parents for several reasons. And the main reason is drug addiction. Karan is an orphan who was addicted to drugs when I found him in the road. He was really in a hopeless situation that it made one tear up seeing him. I brought him to my home and gave him a shelter. All I felt when I brought him to the home was, this 14-years old poor soul does not need a life like this.

There are many people helping me out in the home, doctors, psychiatrist, nurse, and many more. Some refused to accept salary as all they wanted was peace from helping those in need while some works here for salary. Either way I feel good when thinking about helping the boys who went the wrong way in life by showing them the good path. The boys here will receive treatment and when they get better, they will be given jobs at various sectors. There are some good soul who are ready to accept this once they get better and offer them jobs.

If I say I don't have any agenda of doing this, then it will be a lie. All I get from this is peace and release from the pain that haunted me all this 4 years. I don't know when I will obtain my freedom from that pain but I just know I will never stop what I am doing right now. Even if it means doing this for the rest of my life.

Just then my phone rang cutting my train of thoughts, "Mam, It is really urgent now and we need you here. Could you please drop by?" my P.A. Keerthika asked me. 

"Urmm okay I will be there in 10 minutes. Just update me the issue briefly to my email okay?" I told her.

"Will do mam" Keerthi was not just my PA but she is also a good friend of mine. I informed the on-call nurse to call me if there is any improvement in Karan's condition.

I asked my driver to the office as I got into the back seat. I own a company, RK group of companies. Actually it belongs to my late father, Mr.Ragunath Kumar. My mother died when my brother was born. My father raised me and my brother showering us with everything but love and affection. He was busy providing us everything we needed to live comfortably to the point he forgot all we wanted was his time. Then even my father passed away when my brother was 8-years old. I was 19 at that time. All I had that time was my brother. As I would always follow my father to the company as I was interested in business, I had no difficulties running the business at that age. Everyone praised me that I was too matured for my age.

After my parents left me and my brother in this cruel world all alone, I raised my brother as he was the only relation in my life. But fate played in my life, when I had to lose my only brother 4 years ago. Yes, he died when he was 12 years old. After that I just tried to focus too much on work to distract myself from the fact that I had no one in this world. In this 4 years my company had more success compared to 7 years before when my father was handling the company.

"Mam...Mam... We have reached" my driver called me several times as I was lost in my own world. Probably because I was too exhausted. Yeah too exhausted. I dragged my body to my office when I saw Keerthi rushing towards me. 

"Mam our new client wants to terminate our contracts as we were not able to do the presentation on time." She reported observing any changes in my reaction.

"Could not present on time? Why was that?" I asked here. 

Keerthi looked down at the floor as if I asked her the question that she was praying me not to ask. " Mam, that.. I.. Mam the pendrive that contain the presentation... got lost mam. And we didn't.. manage to have another copy of it.." she blurted looking extremely scared. 

"What on earth are you telling me Keerthi. This is not the way you work here. Oh my god. What the hell happened to you?  I really didn't expect I would have a bunch of losers with me," I said in anger.

This is the first time I am writing a story. I really hope you can forgive me if there is any grammar mistake. Feel free to correct me.