Ruin. "Hey, little princess!" The doctor gently waved at her, smiling softly to ease some of her fear, walking closer to the bed where the small form of Radhika lay reluctantly with hooded eyes due to high medication.She grimaced, seeing another unknown face in a matter of what felt like five minutes. She was irritated at this point. Radhika just peered without blinking in return. She did not reply either, just peered like the adamant child she was—at the added unknown member of the room. Eyebrows frowned together and lip full on pout, she repeatedly blinked in the direction of three unknown faces by straying her eyes. She just watched with her brimming confusion-filled large eyes at him at last. To the person with the white long coat who tried to talk to her again. “So, little princess, how are you feeling?”Moments passed by just waiting. No one really said anything. No one.Taking her wrist in his larger one and trying to start small talk with her, Lucas, amidst checking her vita
Things change.“You're right,” Shrey agreed. “Let him stay. Can he?”"I could have allowed it. But on the contrary—for having answers, I have to be left alone with her to deduce her mental stability," the doctor countered rationally. "Let me check that, please. I'd wish to have a word with her alone. Hence, I could know about her situation and let me confirm it for any internal injuries as well before I could answer the questions of your own. I need to be confirmed before I can make any certain conclusion on the part. I’ll keep you updated on any new findings as soon as I have them."It took a few seconds to sink the meaning into them. “How long do you think it’ll take before we can see some improvement?""It’s difficult to put a precise timeline on it. Every patient responds differently to treatment. If the medication is effective, we should notice a gradual improvement in her symptoms. It may take weeks if the medicine works out for her.”Nodding simultaneously and without saying a
Past hurts. “You are being nothing but illogical, and I know you already know that. Don't you?”Uzair's vulnerability was apparent now more than ever. He shivered from the weight of his big brother's words. Shrey didn't need to hear his words when he was able to read his little brother's face. After all, it was him who raised him.“You have nothing to fear. We got saved by a mighty catastrophe. Wouldn't you agree? Something could have gone wrong, but it didn't. Shouldn't you be happier about her being safe than sad about her losing something as trivial as her memory when you can make new ones with her? Even better than before you could have? Rest assured, everything will be alright. Even now, hope is not all lost.”“I understand that, brother. I totally do. Yet, I am unable to decipher the pain and how to get past it. Logically, I am glad she is safe and sound. Yet another part of me is grieving about the fact that it came with a condition.” As he exhaled, his shoulders shook. “The d
To begin with. In the room. . Almost in a soft, inviting whisper, Lucus stood before and said to Radhika, who had confusion-filled eyes. "Hello, hello, little buddy! My name is Dr. Lucus and I’m here to help you. That probably makes little sense at the moment, but bear with me. Will you?” His approach was gentle, patient, and reassuring. However, she stayed silent, just looking at him in what he noticed was annoyance. He shook his head. She's a hard cookie to crack, he thought. His approach was no doubt simple, polite, and opened up the conversation in a way that encouraged the patient to share their concerns. Yet she wasn't a little bit interested in talking to him. Now that was a problem. He had to take up a different way to coddle her into talking. “Ah-huh, adorable dolls like you shouldn't frown.”Blinking, she looked away. He chuckled softly before starting again. “My responsibility is to make sure that I make you comfortable and to answer any question possible for better u
Lost with her. In the moment of fright, weakness swirled around Uzair. He shut his eyes, words breaking. “Let her be okay.” His throat went dry, and his hands were growing cold out of sheer nerves and with a touch of terror. What even was I afraid of? He was starting to lose patience with himself. She was okay, after all. Trying to distract himself, he glanced towards the other two people present in the room with him; their stances were relaxed and sure, the complete opposite of what he was feeling inside. As all three of them waited in the room with bated breaths, silence breathed a sigh upon them. However, none said a word. They didn't need to. Their overbeating heart was the noise in itself. Having to wait for sixty-five excruciating minutes with overlapping thoughts took a toll on their being. Before they could continue to delve some more into their own psyche, the door of the room pushed open, gaining the attention of all three other people who were eagerly waiting for the doc
Some unhealed wounds. “About the other sets of tests,” he reflected. “Those tests will give us a more complete picture and help us determine if there are any other factors at play that need to be taken care of." “And will these tests tell us if the amnesia is permanent or temporary?" “The tests will certainly provide us with critical information, but the course of recovery might still take some time to unfold. It's a process; however, each step will take us close to understanding it." “Are there any physical or brain abnormalities you found so far?” “The injuries that were caused by the accident had affected the brain, as mentioned before, where the memories basically interfere and consolidate with one another. The memory function engages many parts of the brain simultaneously," he warned them before telling them to grasp the hope that was still present. With eyes darting around the three shunned people by the information, Lucus continued and told them, "Also, to detect whether
A broken man. “You should have rested first before coming here, or better yet, you could have just called me; I would have come to talk about the industrial—”Cutting straight in the middle, Shrey shook his head in alarm before claiming, "We are off duty now. Also, I came to check on you and talk to you. No work-related enquiries," he nodded, giving a short, side hug to Uzair while they shared a smile. “I missed you.” Leaning ahead, he kissed Uzair's forehead. “You are as adorable as ever, little buddy.”“I must correct you; I am a grownup now! You better refrain from treating me like a child that I no longer am.” There was a hint of irritation in Uzair's voice, but deep down, Shrey knew he loved his attention on him more than ever. “Of course. Of course. I practically raised you. No wonder you are more like me than our father.”"Yes, brother!" Uzair apologised. “And I am very glad I took our mother's features. I am way more handsome than you.”“You call yourself handsome? You are c
Brotherhood Unbreakable. “Daydreaming, are we?”“Just hit with nostalgia.”“Hope it's worth it. Now, stop stretching the issue and tell me what's weighing on your mind.”“It's not that important.”“I can smell a lie. You know that already. Don't you? If it isn't as important as you say it is, you shouldn't be even sparing your time on it. Now would you?”“I’m not.”“Are you certain?”An unknown emotion flashed over his eyes, and he remembered why he was feeling down in the first place. “Nothing can get past you. Can it?”“Bingo.”Uzair's ears turned bright pink. “You don't need to get embarrassed about it, son. It's not unnatural to predict someone you raised yourself.”Uzair's eyes spoke volumes of what he was hiding inside. There was a mix of honesty and intensity in them; despite the darkness in his expression, his eyes had a soft look. Shrey continued to watch him to let him have some time before he answered the questions. A bad move. Uzair already had made up his mind. Hadn't