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09:30 IST

Sejal was sitting in the neurology class being lectured by Prof. Aniruddha Kamchiya. It was a body present and mind absent case for Sejal right now because she was physically present in the class but was mentally wandering somewhere else. Her thoughts crawled to the very recent encounter with Aryan in the lift. The hug the tease and moreover the sexual tension they were sharing. Their chemistry was sizzling day by day. Even the other day in his cabin one look on his lips and she was desperate to feel them. Remembering the cabin she wondered what was the meaning of the exchange of looks with Darshan.
That makes her wonder why was her schedule changed from a cardio class to a neuro class?
Moreover who had changed it?
This leads her to think in the very first point why was she demoted to the institute?
You need to strengthen your doctor oaths. Was Aryans bloody explanation.

Shutting her eyes close she digged her too long nails into her palm exasperated.

"Oh! God." Sejal muttered awarding herself many indecent gazes from the other students.

Sejal came out of her reverie when she realised that the Prof. Started speaking about open brain surgery.
Lowering her glance finally Sejal decided to concentrate on Proff Anirudh Kamachiya.

Prof. Aniruddha is one of the greatest assets of RCSM. He is known not only for his excellency in teaching skills but also his amazing surgical talent. He is one of the most respected doctor of RCSM, at the same time he is also a living nightmare to his postgraduates. He is not so infamous for his strict disciplinary actions taken on his post-graduate for committing even a single small mistake.

Prof. Aniruddha was in the middle of the explanation regarding the open brain surgery brain. Now the question was in an open brain surgery then are we supposed to wait till the blood stops and then start the operation or else keep on operating when the blood loss is happening?

The whole class fell in silence with the raised question. To answer this someone should have a smart and vast experience. Sejal patiently waited for Proff Anirudh to answer the question. And now she was even feeling that sitting in a class after years wasn't too bad after all. At least not like how she had assumed it to be.

With the same grim face Prof asked
"Utkarsh, Suppose you are performing an open brain surgery. There was a rupture of an artery as a result of which the patient was losing his eyesight. This is pushing the patient into panic. Now how will you proceed further?"
Sejal squirmed in excitement for Utkarsh to answer.

Utkarsh thought for a while and answered, "Since it isn't fatal, we need to wait till the blood clots and then proceed further."

Prof. turned around with the emotionless face and looked at each one of them and asked, "Does anyone want to say something else?"

Unable to hide her anticipation anymore Sejal stands up and states her opinion, " Sir, I think we should drain the blood and go forward with the surgery instead of waiting till it clots. Since, there is rupture of an artery, there is accumulation of blood because of which there is a compression of optic nerve which causes blurring of the patient's vision. Since, she is getting tensed, healing mechanisms take more time than normal to come into action because of which there is a greater blood loss. To avoid all this from happening, it is better to drain the blood."

He doesn't love people proving him wrong muñeca.
Aryans words were replaying at the back of her head.

Pushing the thought back of her little head she knew she wasn't for someone's love here Sejal stood and moreover she wasn't proving him wrong.

Pleased.
Yeah. For a millisecond Sejal found a pleased expression on Prof. Aniruddha's face. As soon as she saw in the same speed it was even gone. And he was back to the expressionless grim faced prof.

He should be better named Prof. Stone Kamachiya.

"Is there anybody to counter her."

Silence consumed the classroom. Stone Kamachiya motioned Sejal and she sat down satisfied. Finally the day was for some use today.

"Very well said. Yes healing mechanism doesn't work here so blood drain is the very solution to this." Prof Aniruddha elucidated continuing the topic.

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"WHAT?"
Sejal shouted blinking her eyes multiple times being in shock. To say shocked would be an understatement to what Katyusha had done.

No it's not about any Bar owner this time. It's freaking RCSM.

"Yes. I came to give you my last appearance with my blonde hair."
Katu spoke popping a cheetos as if nothing had happened.

"You are incoherently crazy Katu." Sejal almost slammed the bar cabinet shouting at the top of her voice and if it would be some cartoon definitely by now things would be broken and shattered due to her pitch.

" 'Incoherently' nice word. I see you are improving your grammar."

"Miss Reddy! Enough of your sarcasm. Here I am trying to have a mature conversation and . ."

"And what Miss Seghal ? If you shout at me now will the past be undone or if we have a mature conversation will the future be accordingly?"

Both stared at each other thinking how immunely they have reached on last name basis. So this was getting something serious.

'Love me like you do . .'
Played breaking their stare as Sejal glanced at her phone.

Unknown number.

Pressing the mute button she left it to be attended later because something serious with Katu was more important now.

For the first time Katyusha didn't dare to pop in a cheetos which was nowhere but in her own hand.

"Look something henious didn't happen nor did I commit it purposefully it was just that I was smelling gross so I was spraying my perfume and . . "

"Normal people don't start spraying perfumes in random places."

"Miss Seghal if you stop interrupting I can explain."
Finally she got the courage and popped in a cheetos.

Sejal unanimously settled herself on the couch flipping the channels on the muted TV.

"I didn't know those were some exotic Thuja plants and the nearby transformer was short short-circuited as my perfume was flammable immediately the fire was caught."

Sejals eyes dilated for a millisecond as she thought who would ever wondered that a flammable perfume was the reason for the infamous technical blackout of RCSM. And surprisingly this time Katu being sober had created this ruckus.

To say anybody wouldn't expect a short circuit happening there so technically it can't be said that Katu is responsible.

' Love Me Like you do' played again and Sejal put the phone on mute again.

"Okay I am sorry Katu but I wanted to be low key and now see I am already in that Mr Bipolar's radar and with my best friend happening to do all this blackout isn't helping at all."

This was one of the best qualities of Sejal if she is wrong then it doesn't takes her even a moment to accept it. If everybody understands this small fact life may be much easier.

"I am also sorry babes. We will figure out something now let's enjoy our movie night."

"Arghh Katu now don't get all mushy over me. I'll take a call and join you. And yeah ask Raghav if he would like to join"

Raghav is their best friend. An IT guy deeply interconnected with both Sejal and Katu.

Katyusha worked on selecting a movie while Sejal went on to check the unknown caller.

There were two unknown numbers she dialled the first one and waited for the caller to pick.

Nobody picked which was irritating her. Come on who does that. Just for a safe option she called again.

"Hello."
Huh. Finally somebody picked.

"Hi. Who is this?"

"It's me."
Some one spoke. Some unknown man.

"Who? Me doesn't have any identity?"

"I wish that people would stop destroying other people just because they were once destroyed."

What the hell?

"No that's a quote." Unknown replied.
Oh! Sejal said that aloud. That's rude.
But wasn't the caller being rude in the first place.

Quote. This sounds familiar.
Who would qoute before introducing themself?

"Dr Vyas?" Sejal said meekly hoping her guess would do some good.

"Whoa! You got me correct . Hi beautiful."

In taking a deep breath Sejal spoke
"How can I help you?"

But she wanted to ask 'how did you find my number ?'

"I know it all Beautiful."

Sejal immediately tensed. What does he know?
Did he find out that the technical blackout was caused by Katu?
Or something even more worse. But what can be more worse than that?

"I didn't get you Dr Vyas. What did you find out?"
Sejal stood by the window being tensed.

Every second was becoming terrible. She was turning more nervous.

"That I am improving my quotes."

What the hell?

"It's the second time beautiful. That's quite rude."

Sejal groaned inwardly.
Darshan. Could he be even more sarcastic? God save the world.

"I am sorry for that."

"It's okay beautiful. By the way I called to inform you that tomorrow 7:30 sharp Shetty wants to meet you something important came up."

Aryan Shetty wanted to meet Sejal. But why? Is he going to demote her to accounts or what?
And why the hell Darshan was informing her?

Sejal noted that she is becoming in short of words as she had used 'hell' almost three times by now.

"Okay Dr Vyas. Anyways who could deny the CEO?"

"Sounds challenging beautiful. Do you want to try?"

Try what? Defying the CEO?
No ways.

"I was just saying it Dr Vyas."

"Okay fine. And yeah please call me Darshan Dr Vyas makes me feel too highly professional."

That made Sejal wonder he calls her beautiful and she doesn't object. Why?

"Okay."
Sejal stopped herself from muttering bye . That would be another number added to her rudeness today.

Something in the backdrop shuffled and she found Raghav shutting the windows and shouting at Katu to lock the main door.

"Sejal get over here now there is somebody who broke into the building." Raghav shouted.

"I am sorry Dr Vyas I'll call you later something came up here."

"Miss Reddy someone has broken into your house we are contacting the police please stay brave." The intercom voiced.

By now Katu was ready aiming at the door with the metallic vase which she had grabbed from the centre table. And Raghav was in search of a weapon in the kitchen.

Knock. Knock.
Does the intruders generally knock and enter?
Who knows.

"Miss Reddy open the door we are the security."

Katu looked at Sejal and with Sejals nod she went to open the door still holding the vase.

"From the west window Mam." The head security who was in his mid forties spoke.

"What?" Katu asked bluntly still not refusing to keep the vase aside.

Wait.
Sejal turned to face Raghav.

"Katu how did Raghav get inside?"

"I don't know."
Yeah that's it.

"Obviously by the window Sejal. I always come that way." Raghav said not realising what is happening.

Thud.
Shit. Katu had hit Raghav with the metallic vase.

"We are sorry guys. The police is not necessary and thanks for your help."
With that Katu shut the door and barged towards Raghav who was already withering in pain.

Sejal immediately rubbed ice to his head where Katu had hit.

"There is a reason we maintain spare keys Raghav." Sejal scolded him.

"Ouch. But I wanted to surprise you guys."

Katu rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I hate you Raghav. You always make a scene whenever you come. The building community will kick us out."

"I hate you too babes. And it's called a heroic entry. Nobody misses it."

Katu hit Raghav with a spoon.

"Enough of you guys . Now let's watch the movie. Raghav make the popcorn."
Sejal commanded and headed to the hall.

Katu and Raghav made some faces at each other and also made their way to the hall.

Soon the three of them were totally engrossed in 'infinity war' forgetting totally about the world.

Sejal looked at Katu and Raghav which made her smile. Life would be so boring without this two morons she thought.

"Yes we are morons."
Both Katu and Raghav said.

Sejal thought.
God! What's with me and saying things aloud today?

Sleep was consuming her reminding she had a meeting with the devil tomorrow. It's going to be a difficult day tomorrow.

"Good night."

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****Open brain surgery is done when the patient is concious.****

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