Karan flew down the corridors. He shot off like a bullet, a missile gone crazy to meet it’s target. But not to blast it, to embrace it tightly in it’s arms and know that the world was lying.
No. It can’t be. It just is not possible.
He slid out behind barring old ladies, thrust young nurse-boys aside and ignored the shrieks and yells he left behind him. Not far behind was the nervous Jeremy. The messenger who felt only too sorry. He cordially apologised for all the disasters Karan left behind, and people understood, they read Jeremy’s face. Karan went on bolting through doors and aisles.
How could she be so far?! … No, she can’t- she can’t die! I was just there. And she was alright.
THE DOCTOR SAID SHE WOULD BE FINE! She was alright, she was fine. I’m just going to go in her room, and find her trying to look around… And for a moment Karan almost smiled… Sunny won’t listen and lay back, he knew.
For a flying half minute, City Central Hospital saw two young man run down towards Room-207. And then all was silent.
Karan threw open the door, to see her body lying on the bed just as he had left it.
She’s sleeping. She’s alright. Just a little nap.
“Sonny…” Then, he heard voices behind him, frantic nurses screaming and giving orders left, right, center.
“Who let him here…. I told you to keep this section off… Hold them back, Jose….”
Karan lunged towards her, he had to know. Don’t they understand, he had to know! But they pulled him back. Three strong men trying to pull him away. It’s not time yet, they were saying. It is! I need to see her! NOO, let me go!!!
And as they grabbed him and tugged all they could, Karan finally saw it. She was gone. She wasn’t moving. She didn’t respond to the commotion. She wasn’t even breathing. Still. And dead. A hand had slipped down from beneath the covers, the covers that hid her face.
“NOOOOO, no, no. Leave me! Let me GO! She can’t be dead. No, she isn’t dead. NO!!!”
But they pulled him back relentlessly. Took him to another room, trying to calm him. He just wouldn’t stop fighting. Let me go to her, she’ll be alright. She isn’t gone, she’ll listen to me. Leave me!
“Karan, Karan, listen to me. She had an attack. We thought we had steadied her nerves enough but her heartbeat went just off the hook, erratic as anything. She really didn’t feel much though. Karan, please, please try to relax”
It was a nurse, with mounting red lipstick and slicked back hair.
How would you know? How would you, huh? You don’t feel the pain… Who are you to tell me to relax?!
Behind her, Jeremy stood with such a droop on his face it seemed he would almost faint. He was pale. And he was very frightened. He should be, anyone who say Karan then should be clutching their hearts.
Karan was a beast. Wild. And he had just been unleashed.
You say she is gone.
You say it.
Karan didn’t sit anymore to think. Now was the time for action.