[Darshan]:
My phone started vibrating in my pocket but I didn't bother to pickup the call or even see who was calling. The phone went still after vibrating for 30 seconds but it again started vibrating the very next moment. I thought to pickup the call as it could be something urgent. The screen showed the name Rohan- the watchman of the building I lived in. "Yes", I said as soon as I answered the call. "Sahab are you at your home? ", Rohan asked. He sounded very worried and afraid. "Yes, but what happened? Why are you so worried?", I said. "Arya madam Accident Come fast", he said in one breath. My eyes widened and I suddenly stood up. "Where are you?", I asked back worriedly while I hurriedly searched for my car keys. "In front of the building", he answered. "Okay", I said and ended the call.
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I searched for Rohan all around and could figure him standing at a distance from the the main gate. I rushed towards him. The moment I reached near him, I saw Ayra laying roadside. She trembled like a leaf but no one came to help her. She was badly hurt. Blood flowed down from his right hand's elbow, right leg's knee and from her forehead. Seeing her in this condition, the million pieces of my heart again broke into a million each. I wanted to scream out loud and let all my pain out of me but I ignored all the stupid feelings and went near her and tried to pick her up in my arms. "Don't touch me Darshan. Stay away", she shouted the moment my hands touched her body. "Just shut up", I yelled back silencing her and rushed towards my car. Rohan helped me in laying her on the back seat of my car. "Thank you", I said to Rohan and hurriedly sat on the driver's seat.
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I stopped the car in front of the hospital and turned around to look at Arya. Her eyes were closed and she was not moving at all.
When I picked her up, I saw that her clothes and the car seat were soaked with her blood. I rushed inside the hospital when some compounders helped me in laying her down on a stretcher. "Oh my God. A lot of blood has already flown out. Take her to the operation theater", the doctor said. I followed everyone to the theater but I was made to stop outside and they took the injured Arya lieing on the stretcher into the operation theater, away from me.
The doctor was inside for about 30 minutes and that half hour felt like a half decade. I sat on the steel bench in the corridor outside the theater and bit my nails. I was extremely worried and as the time passed all the 'what-if' thoughts started occupying my mind. I tightly closed my eyes and convinced myself to be positive. "Mr. Raval", a voice reached my ears forcing me to open my eyes and look up. The doctor stood in front of me. I stood up and my ears craved to listen that Arya was completely alright. "How's she?", I asked in a soft voice. "Don't worry, she is out of danger now but she is still unconscious. And yah, she has got a fracture in her right hand's wrist", the doctor replied. "Okay thank you.", I said in a pale voice and forced a smile.
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"Mr. Raval,  you can now go and meet her", the doctor said when he came out of the room Arya was admitted in. "I have checked her and we have to keep her in observation tonight, you can take her home tomorrow morning, but take care of the fracture.", he added. "Ya I'll take care of it. ", I said. As the doctor left I went near the door of the room and saw her lying on the bed. I wanted to go and meet her, hug her tight but I didn't because she was completely mad at me and if I would go to her right now, she won't listen anything and I didn't want to create a scene in the hospital.