23— Flashback- two! “Winning the battle is okay. But never choosing to feel defeat with failure is better.” —Saumya Tripathi Her accident had turned into a tragedy for him to bear. Even now, when he blinked to clear his vision, he was shaking somewhat still inside the memory, which refused to leave his mind even to this very day. Running his slightly shaky hands over his already messed-up hair, he clenched them together in his tight fists. His already gritted teeth made his jaws sharp-angled and his cheekbones more prominent than ever. At that moment he looked so different, maybe strange even if someone were to see him. He laughed out suddenly; his booming laugh was nothing but a haunted one. Stopping a few minutes later, with his hazy eyes, he let the other part of those haunting memories resurface. ••~•• “Who are they?” That sentence had Uzair frowning deeper than he realised. His hope was shattered by the truth, which his mind already knew to some extent. It was as if some
Afraid of conclusion. Shaam couldn't make himself lie to him. He didn't want to break his heart further by introducing him to the reality of the situation. Sometimes, life was so cruel. He was scared for Uzair if he was being utterly truthful with himself because he knew how much his little girl meant to him. He could sense his own heart rate rising with the trail of thoughts. “You might be right, son,” it was a white lie that Uzair caught as soon as it left Shaam's lips; although he didn't voice it out, he could feel something moving in the pit of his stomach. He was speechless with terror.It was all too much. He was vulnerable enough to grasp any little bit of hope provided to him. Regardless of being an empty hope, that was. He just wanted someone to placate him into thinking it all was a dream. Nothing else. Shaam breathed a deep and long exhale, trying to gauge his reaction and to read his mind. "It’s not wise to jump to conclusions. Let the doctor examine her thoroughly bef
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