PART 14 A:
The news reporters were swarming in the hospital. Everyone keen to know what happened to HER!
"And there is no joy in the Raizada Mansion tonight because love has broken everyone into pieces. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada is a picture of a broken woman. There's tears and there's questions , starting with "what got into raizada??" I mean , he's got a lot of explaining to do! No doubts about it , hearts are breaking in Raizada Mansion tonight"
All stay still. Not a word. Its been 3 hours since she is in surgery. 3 three hours of anticipation and hope. And the doctor , well , she is outside hoping that the woman inside will be alright. Muskaan sat on the chair while khushi looked up at the OT to see if the operation ended. She then looked back at muskaan. Her knuckles were bleeding horribly. And anjali , even seconds seemed like hours now.
Aditya came over to muskaan. "Can...can i ask you something???" he whispered. "Yaa...sure..." muskaan said. "What...what exactly happen to my wife...??" he asked. Muskaan looked up. She could see a broken man , who was hurting and was keen to reach out to his wife and sooth her from the pain. "umm...she had a cardiac arrest and..." she stopped when she saw aditya move to the OT gallery and watch his wife getting operated.
FLASHBACK:
It was blissful morning. "Hey champ lets see if you win from me this time..." arnav called to junior ASR. Both were playing basketball. "Uh...ASR your cheating!" the kid cried. But arnav soon picked him up and made him and made him sit on his shoulders so that he could make a shot. The sky and the birds saw how a strange bond wrapped the two people who didn't know who they actually were to each other. Arnav picked Junior ASR us and swayed him in the air. The kid's laughter filled the whole house. It was a blissful sight.
Khushi was in her room studying some of arnav's business books. Aakash came up to her room in a hurry. "Khushiji...here's some of the files in which i need your sign. I wish you could come back to the office and work like before..." he smiled. "Jijaji...i would love that too...but you know naa...that chottey is having his exams...that's why i have taken this leave...but i will be back in the office soon...no worries..." khushi smiled and signed the documents. Aakash thanked her and went away. Really...making the kid study was really a pain...a big pain!
As khushi walked down to go to office today , she saw them in the basketball court. She smiled. The way "Dad and son" were playing calmed her throbbing heart. Muskaan too came by. "Its such a great feeling to see them together isn't it khushi??" she smiled. "Ya...i know my arnavji is still out there somewhere..." she sighed. "Don't worry khushi...he will remember everything very soon!" she hugged her. Khushi told her that she would be leaving for office. "I am so happy that your resuming your work...have a nice day khushi!" she waved her bye and went inside the house while looking at the father son duo. "I wish you could remember your family arnav...and i hope that you do that , very soon..." she whispered to herself and went away.
Anjali was looking at her brother's photo when muskaan came in. She knocked the door. "Umm...can i come in anjali di???" she asked. Anjali nodded. "Umm...can i ask you something...i mean its very personal but i need to know!" she sighed. "Ya sure muskaan...anything...tell me!" anjali smiled. "Ok..umm...how did your parents die...i mean particularly your mother?!" she asked and saw anjali shifting back uncomfortably. "Anjali di if you don't wanna tell its totally ok...i understand that..." "our mother shot herself!" she sighed. Muskaan looked down and held her hand. "I am sorry anjali di..." she sighed. They both sat there silently.
After sometime anjali looked at muskaan and asked her " why did you ask me this??". Muskaan told her about arnav's dream. "what...what does that mean???" anjali rasped , not hiding the excitement in her voice. "Well...that means that his mind is opening up...because he had blocked away all his past memories...and now that my medicines are working , i can make a promise that your brother will soon call you di..." muskaan smiled and was taken aback when anjali , without any notice hugged her tightly. "Thank you so much muskaan...thank you so much!!!" anjali chirped. "Your welcome..." she smiled.
"We need to tell this to nani...and aditya and NK bhai and aakash and payal and..." anjali rasped and moved towards the door. As they headed downstairs the whole family witnessed as arnav had made Junior ASR sit on his shoulder and had brought him inside the house. Everyone saw them and was surprised. Muskaan and anjali smiled. Even sid and NK got surprised.
"This kid has a future in basketball i am telling you!" arnav smiled and put Junior ASR down. Junior ran to Sid and hugged him. "Can we three play tomorrow?!" he asked sid. Sid smirked. "Sure...i am always ready to fight with arnav and win...like always!". Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "Oh please...your the one who always looses..." he snarled and the boys were literally growling at each other. "Ok ok...enough both of you..." muskaan intervened. "Oh come on muskaan its just a healthy competion , right sid??!!" arnav smirked. "Ya..whatever rathore!" he huffed.
Anjali inched near mukaan. "Are they always like this..???" "You bet!!!" muskaan sighed and walked away.
Muskaan later saw arnav trying to feed junior ASR but in vain. "Oh come on...have it man...or you will be late for school!!!" Arnav cried. As he got up he bumped into Sid. "Dude , give me some space...your covering the whole hall..." arnav spat. "Yaa Rathore at least i am not like you...who is covering the whole house..." sid smirked. Junior came in between them and yelled. "Excuse me but i am getting late so if you people don't mind then can anyone drop me to school...???" he asked. Arnav agreed and took him to his car.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Can't...can't you do anything...i mean what kind of a doctor are you???!!!!" aditya yelled at muskaan who sat still like a statue. Khushi had never seen her like this. "Jiju , shant ho jaiye please..." khushi requested him. But aditya punched the wall and went away. "Muskaan please...please talk to me...please..." khushi cried. The doctor came out. But he was not anjali's doctor , he was Sid's doctor. "He will be fine...he is having multiple fractures but he will be fine...Dr. Bharadwaj..." the doctor sighed and went away.
FLASHBACK:
"Yaa...sure! I am glad that i could help you Mr. Amit..." she smiled and disconnected her phone. She looked up and saw Aditya standing in front of her , confusion and nervousness etched on his face. "Umm...can..can i help you with anything Mr. Saxena...???" she asked him. But Aditya was lost in his own world. The world of dirty flashbacks and confusion , as to who the lady in front of him is.
Adiya was confused. "She can't be her!! No...she...she is dead...probably dead...no..." he cried. "I wish you were alive!!!" he sighed and looked out , remembering his childhood , his family and most of all...his beloved sister. "i wish i could see you...again!!!" he sighed as he remembered how he and his siblings would play along the whole day. It was something which everybody would want back. Their childhood. Excepting him. And her.
END OF FLASHBACK
Anjali's doctor came out of the OT. Everyone , especially aditya , came up and stood in front of him. "Doctor...how...how is my wife???" he asked. "She is doing great. Nothing to worry about...but yes we do need Dr. Bharadwaj in this case!!" the doctor said. "Oh thank God she is fine..." aditya exclaimed. Muskaan got up and after so many hours spoke up. "Why do you need me in this case Dr. Basu?? I am a neurosurgeon , not a cardiothoracic surgeon!" she asked. "No Dr. Bharadwaj we know that...but we still need you...since the chief saw her leg , he wants you to operate on her leg!" he said. "But her leg condition...its unoperable!" nani winced. "We will see that mam!" the doctor said and motioned muskaan to come with him.
As she went in the OT and took a close look at her foot , she was astonished. "How did this happen with her???" she said aloud. "I need to get some scans before i proceed with her case..." she said and looked at her chief , who gave her a satisfactory smile. He noticed her now bandaged knuckles. "Hey Bharadwaj! How did that happen???" he asked her. She looked down at her hands. Her eyes welled up.
FLASHBACK:
"Dude...shit!!!" Sid sweared. "What the hell happened man?? Why are you swearing???" muskaan asked. But sid was in total shock. "How could i let this happen???" sid said as he sat on the sofa. "What happened sid will you tell me???" muskaan asked.
"Arnav's kidnapped!!!!!!!" sid whispered. "What??? wha...which one???" muskaan asked as she looked here and there...
"Maa..." came a soft cry. "Is ASR back with my ice-cream???" he asked as he came and sat beside sid. And it all came back to muskaan. "Ok...now i know which one...Damnit!!!" she yelled as she broke the glass door in anger. " I am going...come on sid..." muskaan ordered as she took her car keys. "I will also come..." khushi said. Muskaan was horrified. "What...no no khushi...i can't risk your life like this...its too dangerous..." muskaan huffed. "But my husband is stuck there...i need to go please...i can't loose him..." she cried. "Khushi you won't loose him...but please have a little faith on me...i promise that i will bring him back...safe and sound..." she said. Her voice was literally shaking. "Please muskaan..." she cried.
"No!!!" was her answer...again!
END OF FLASHBACK
But was that the only reason why her hands were bleeding. No. There was another story to it. As she came out of the OT , she heard the news reporters , recording their news about Anjali.
Time is running out, now. And I tell you, you've gotta feel for Aditya Saxena. I mean, sure, he has made some mistakes, but you get the sense that if this is how it ends he's never going to forgive himself. And Siddharth Kapoor is being swarmed! I wouldn't doubt it if they didn't carry the kid out of here tonight and never bring him back. I can't these kids happy. And can you blame them?. And there at the center of it all is Muskaan Bharadwaj ; standing alone, taking it all in. Ladies and gentlemen, the Raizada's survived the crisis at last , and there's not a dry eye in the house.
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