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Next day, hospital

Kartik: Naira.....mujhe pehchaanne ki koshish karo...main Kartik hoon.....kuch yaad aaya?

Naira (trying to remember): ....nahi...kuch yaad nahi aa raha hai mujhe..tum..tum sach keh rahe ho? Mere mummy papa kahan hai?

Kartik: Tumhare Maa Papa dono nahi rahe...maa bachpan me guzar gayi..aur Papa 4 saal pehle...who tumse bahut pyaar karte the.......

Naira(tears): Toh mera iss duniya me koi nahi hai?

Kartik (holding her hand): Main hoon naa Naira...

Naira pulls her hand back. She is not sure about Kartik.

Naira: I...I am sorry...magar..mujhe yakeen nahi ho raha hai....tum sach me mere pati ho?

Kartik: Naira...main samajh sakta hoon...yeh bahut mushkil hai...tum aaram karo...dheere dheere sab theekh ho jayega...main chalta hoon..mujhe kaam pe jaana hai..

Naira (fear): tum jaa rahe ho? Mujhe akela chodd ke?

Kartik: main jaana nahi chahta magar kuch zaroori kaam hai...

Naira (hope): Tum...tum mujhse milne aaoge naa dobaara?

Kartik (smiles): Haan...shaam ko aaoonga..Bye..

Naira is still thinking about Kartik when the nurse comes in with her lunch.

Naira : main..main kitne din se yahan hoon?

Nurse: abhi 2 hafte pehle tumhari tabiyat bigad gayi...isliye yahan hospital me admit kiya Kartik ne..

Naira: Kartik..aap jaanti hai usko?

Nurse (sitting next to her): Main tumhe bhi jaanti hoon Naira..tumne mujhe nahi pehchaana? Main Jennifer hoon..sister Jenny...tum iss hospital me har Sunday bacho ke saath khelne aati thi...

Naira: main..yahan aati thi?

Nurse: Haan...tum saare bacho ki favorite didi ho....

Naira: kya Kartik sach me mera husband hai?

Nurse (smiles): Haan.....aur tum bahut lucky ho...who bahut acha hai...inn do saalon me tumhara kitna khayal rakha hai din raat....tumhare liye har roz church me candle jalaata hai...pray karta hai..bahut nek ladka hai...tum jaanti ho pichle 2 saalon se har Sunday yahan cancer patients ko gaana sunaata hai..bahut acha guitar bajaata hai..

Naira : Main kabse coma me hoon? Mujhe..mujhe kya hua tha?

Nurse: Tum do saal se coma me ho...tumhara accident ho gaya tha..

Naira sees a blurred image of someone shouting angrily....

Voice: Tum jeeyo yaa maro..mujhe koi farak nahi padta...kahin jaake marr jaoo..

Nurse: Kya hua Naira?

Naira (fear, breathing fast): pata nahi....kuch..kuch awaazen sunaiye padi mujhe...

Nurse: Tumhe aaram karna chahiye....ab let jaooo...

Naira sleeps. She opens her eyes at evening. She looks around in fear and slowly gets up. She sits there looking at the door for 10-15 mins, then presses the bell for nurse.

Nurse: Ji...aapne bulaya?

Naira: wohh...woh...mere hus...husband nahi aaye kya?

Nurse: aate honge...

Naira becomes fidgety. She looks at the clock. Finally the door opens. Kartik steps in with a bunch of yellow flowers.

Kartik: Good evening Naira...

Naira (relief, smiles): tum..tum..aa gaye..Kartik...main wait kar rahi thi kabse...mera dil ghabra raha tha....

Kartik (happy): sach? Tumhe sab yaad aagaya kya?

Naira (sad): Nahi..kuch yaad nahi aaya...

flashback

Kartik knocks on the door. Naira is sleeping at the dining table, she wakes up with a start and opens the door.

Kartik (angry): Itni der darwaaza kholne me...

Naira (hugs him with relief): thank god...kahan the tum? Kitni der ho gayi...kitni baar tumhe phone kiya...main darr gayi thi...

Kartik : main kya koi bacha hoon.......mujhe ghar ka rasta pata hai..aa jaoonga apne aap..

Naira: Tum itna late mat aaya karo....mera dil ghabrata hai....

Kartik: tumhari yehi sab baate mujhe bahut irritate karti hai...Let me live my life....

Flashback over

Kartik: Koi baat nahi..yeh tumhare liye hai..tumhe bahut pasand hai naa..peele phool...

He gives her the flowers, she smells them and touches them

Naira: Thankyou...bahut beautiful hai...kya tum hamesha mere liye aise hi phool laate the?

Flashback

Naira: kartik...dekho naa..kitne pyaare phool hai...magar kaunse loon?

Kartik: Yaar Naira..bore mat karo...tumhe jo lena hai le loo..

Naira: tum mere liye kabhi phool kyun nahi laate ho? Mujhe peele phool bahut pasand hai..

Kartik (irritated): oh God Naira....phir se yeh sab shuru mat karna..maine pehle hi kaha thaa..mujhe iss sab me koi vishwaas nahi hai..yeh sab sirf dikhaawa hai...chalo ab der ho rahi hai..

Flashback over

Kartik (smiles): roz toh nahi laata tha...tumne khaana khaaya?

Naira: nahi..main tumhara wait kar rahi thi..

Kartik (smiles): tum pehle bhi har raat mera intezaar karti thi...tumhe akele khaana pasand nahi hai...

Naira (smiles): har raat? Sach?...

Kartik places the dinner in front of Naira. He goes to get water and when he returns he sees Naira has joined her hands and is praying. He feels a pinch in his heart. He sets the water down and closes his eyes in prayer.

They both open their eyes together, Naira smiles and picks the first morsel of food and offers it to Kartik. Kartik is surprised and looks at her with tears.

Naira: kya dekh rahe ho? Khaane ka har nivaala God ki blessing hai.....khushi se le lo isse..

Kartik nods and eats the morsel.

Kartik: Tumhe yeh yaad hai abhi bhi?

Naira looks at her hand and the food. She is surprised at the action she did. It seemed very natural for her.

Naira(confused): woh...pata nahi..maine kaise kiya...jaise..jaise yeh main hamesha karti hoon...

Kartik (offering her a morsel of food): Haan...tum har baar kuch bhi khaane se pehle pray karti ho.. aur khaane ka pehla nivaala mujhe khilati ho....

They both eat their dinner. Naira takes her medicines.

Naira: Kya main ab theekh hoon?

Kartik: haan...doctor tumhe 1-2 din me discharge kar denge..phir hum apne ghar jaayenge..

Naira: Ghar? Wahan kaun hai?

Kartik (smiles): sirf main aur tum....

Naira (question): aur...koi bacha?

Kartik nods his head as No.

Kartik: ab so jaaoo..gudnight...

Naira: tum jaa rahe ho?

Kartik (holds her hand): Nahi Naira...main yahi hoon..tumhare paas..so jaoo..

Kartik watches as Naira sleeps holding his hand. He gets up, pats and kisses her forehead..

Kartik (mind): main promise karta hoon Naira ..hum hamesha saath rahenge..iss baar main apna waada nibhaoonga...

Kartik closes his eyes and tears flow as he hears some voices in his head.

Voice (Kartik): Mujhe bache bilkul pasand nahi hai....hamara koi bacha nahi hogaaa...

Voice (angry Kartik): Tumne abortion kyun karvaaya? Sach batao Naira....yeh kiska bacha tha? SLAAAAP.....

He cries as he feels the pain in his hand. He touches the right cheek of Naira, stroking the place where he had hit her hard..

Kartik (mind): Maine kyun aisa kiya uss din Naira? Kyun? Apne gusse pe kaboo kyun nahi rakha...kya tum mujhe maaf karogi kabhi?

His tears fall on Naira's hands and she stirs in her sleep. Kavin quickly wipes his tears and pats her to sleep....

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