Wednesday, 19 July 2017

PART 6 : Ehsaas


Over the next few weeks, Armaan and Riddhima started working together again. Armaan realized that Riddhima was a fast learner and it did not take her long to incorporate his new suggestions while working in the clinic or with patients. They were beginning to develop a comfortable working relationship; Riddhima would carry out Armaan's orders accurately and Armaan respected her
opinion regarding the people and ways of Ramgarh town. He would still get upset with her from time to time, but Riddhima did not mind it anymore-she just ignored him as she knew he would thaw as fast as he got upset.

One morning, Armaan got a panicky call from the elementary school, "Doctor sahib…doctor sahib…Riddhima madam ko bahut buri chot lag gayi hai….," it was the school peon.


Armaan dropped everything and jumped into the car. He drove like a maniac and arrived at the school within 15 minutes. Riddhima was in the staff room, lying on the sofa. She was barely conscious. Armaan noticed that she had a deep gash on the right side of her forehead, one on her right arm and he saw that blood had soaked the right side of her kurta and her churidaar.


"aap log hathiye," Armaan made way through the anxious staff members and picked a limp Riddhima in his arms, "yeh kaise hua?"


"Dr sahib, wo Riddhima jee baahar fence par sign lagaa rahi thi…hamara annual function ka sign, bas unka pair fisal gaya aur wo taar ki fence par gir gayi…" one of the staff members explained.


"Theek hai….thanks…main inhe le jaata hoon…" Armaan carried Riddhima in his arms and gently placed her on the backseat of the car. He had taken care of a lot off injured patients during training, but seeing Riddhima injured, worried him more than ever. He could feel his heart beating rapidly; his hands were trembling as he drove back.


As he carried her inside the clinic, both Dr Misra and Lovely came running in, "arre kya hua isey?"


"Kuch nahin bas thodi chot aayi hai….lagta hai thodi shock mein bhi hai…..don't worry I will take care of her…." Armaan gently placed her on the examining table.


Lovely helped Armaan clean all her wounds-she had a total of four-on her face, right arm, right side of her abdomen and right thigh. They were all pretty deep and would need stitches.


Lovely stripped Riddhima off her clothes to expose the wounds. Armaan turned his gaze away, out of respect for Riddhima's dignity and covered her with a sheet.


Armaan could not believe that her flawless creamy skin had such nasty looking wounds. This was going to be a challenge for him-he wanted to make sure that he could restore her beautiful body the way it was before the trauma.


The artist in Armaan took charge. He meticulously worked on all her gashes like an artist painting a landscape. He wanted to make sure that this beautiful woman, he had fallen for, would end up with a flawless, and scar free body once again.


Lovely and Dr Misra left him alone to focus on his masterpiece. He kept saying soothing words in her ears throughout the procedure, just in case she felt any pain.


As he was giving his finishing touches, Riddhima started regaining consciousness and shook her head, "main…main kahan hoon?"


She tried to get up, but Armaan forced her down, "CHUP CHAAP LETI RAHO!"

Riddhima was mortified to find herself draped in a sheet with Armaan bent over her, "kya kar rahe hain aap?" she trembled at the thought of what might have happened. Her wounds were all numb from the local anesthesia, so she had no idea about her injury.


Armaan looked at her mischievously, "main tumharey saath ek khel khel raha hoon..," and smiled.


Riddhima was aghast, "what do you mean Armaan?"


"Chalo aisi halat mein tumney mujhey Armaan tho kaha…..ab waise bhi hamare beech jo bhi abhi hua hai, uskey baad tho tum mujhey Armaan hi kahogi…" Armaan was having fun seeing the shocked expression on her face.


"Please….aap mazaak mat kariye….sach sach bataiye, kya hua?" she tried to get up again, the bed sheet sliding off her chest. Riddhima almost screamed and covered herself again. She started crying like a kid.


"Oh…oh…don't cry…..aisi halat mein waise khushi ke aansoo aane chahiye….aakhir pehli baar hai na tumhare liye…." Armaan did not cease teasing her.


She sobbed even louder till her fingers felt the dressing on her forehead, "yeh kya hai?"


Armaan held a mirror in front of her, "lo dekh lo…."

"Oh no! Yaad aaya, main tho school mein bahar sign lagaa rahi thi, aur phir…..kya main gir gayi thi?" Riddhima did not remember the details of the accident.


"Lovely maasi….aap please Riddhima ko help kar dee jiye…mera kaam ho gaya hai.." Armaan took his gloves off and walked out with a smug look on his face.


Riddhima finally got up with Lovely's help and surveyed her body, "maasi….kitni chot aayi hai mujhey….kaun laaya mujhey yahan?"


Lovely helped Riddhima dress up and caressed her head, "soch kaun laaya tujhey? Itney pyaar se tere saare ghaav jisney bhare hain, wo hi apni baahon mein utha kar laaya hai tujhey….," she smiled and left Riddhima to get ready.


Riddhima felt the bandages on her skin and blushed at the thought of what had just happened- Armaan actually carried her in his arms……he saw her body exposed……his fingers worked all over her body…..she hid her face in her palms, and said to herself, "yadi main hosh mein bhi hoti na, tab aapke itne kareeb aakar sach much behosh ho gayi hoti……"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

"*cough* cough* May I come in?" it was Armaan.

Riddhima came out of her trance and lowered her head, as she was embarrassed about the scene she had just created.

"Thank you Dr Malik!" Riddhima said shyly, "I am sorry maine aapko galat samjha"

"Armaan! No more Dr Malik now…..but I am curious to know what you thought might have happened? Hmm? Batao….mujhey bhi pataa hona chahiye ki tum mere baare mein kya soch rahi thi…it sounds more exciting than what I actually did!" Armaan bent over and looked into her eyes.



Riddhima shut her eyes, still embarrassed to face him, "aapko jo sochna hai soch lee jiye….maine aisa kuch bhi nahin socha..," she ran out of the clinic.



"Ek minute….," Armaan picked her dupatta from the floor in his hand, "yeh tho le jao….aur haan roz dressing ke liye aati rehna…..ghaav bahut gehrey hain, theek se dekh baal nahin ki tho zindagi bhar ke liye daag reh jaayenge…."



Riddhima traced her steps back, her back still facing him, "yadi aap dhyaan dengey, tho daag kaise padh sakta hai?" she said softly.


"oopar waale ne bhi chaand ke liye yahi socha tha, par dekho na chaand par bhi daag reh gaya hai…," he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, "aur main nahin chahta ki mere iss chaand par ek bhi daag rahe…."



Riddhima felt a shiver through her whole body, his touch and his sensuous, husky voice made her go limp. She felt dizzy, but Armaan's firm grip on her wrist held her steady.


"Chalo, main tumhey ghar chhod deta hoon…," Armaan picked the car keys and walked out with her, still holding her wrist.


"Riddhima beti….sab theek hai na? Jaa Dr Malik ke saath ghar chali jaa, aaj bas aaraam karna ghar pe….maine Padma ko bataa diya hai tere baare mein…" Lovely was reassured that Armaan was taking her back.

Lovely nodded and gave an approving smile to the couple as they walked out.

The next few days were probably the best days in Armaan and Riddhima's lives.

Armaan would anxiously wait for his favorite patient to show up at his clinic for a dressing change. Riddhima, on the other hand made sure she cooked something special for her favorite doctor everyday in exchange for his services.



Armaan would take his sweet time examining and dressing her wounds. Initially, Riddhima was hesitant to show him her wounds on her tummy and thigh, but Armaan's non-threatening demeanor and his soothing words made her very comfortable. She almost felt that it was HIS AND ONLY HIS RIGHT to touch her body. Armaan was, of course very gentle and caressed her skin with his dexterous fingers. She would get goose bumps, every time he came close to her.


Armaan was very well aware, what effect he had on her; he savored his moments with her.


Dr Misra commended Armaan one day, "Dr Malik tumhey tho plastic surgeon hona chahiye…..kitna accha kaam kiya hai Riddhima beti par….tumhari ungaliyon mein tho jaadu hai!"


"Maamaji, ungaliyon mein nahin, inki baaton mein jaadoo hai…," Riddhima said as she looked lovingly at Armaan.


"Wo tho mareej hi jaane, mujhey kya pata?" Dr Misra laughed and decided to leave them alone. He had sensed that both Armaan and Riddhima were fond of each other, and thought he would mention it to Padma also.


One day, Armaan was admiring her face intently as he was changing her dressing. She could feel his warm breaths bathe her face. Riddhima noticed that Armaan was indeed the most handsome man she had ever met. Each time he came closer, his aura was just too over powering for Riddhima; she felt her throat parched and senses in a daze when he was near.



Finally Riddhima whispered, "kya dekh rahe ho?"

"surat tumhari" Armaan said softly

"kya chahte ho?"

"Chahat tumhari…"

"Na hum jo keh dein…."

"keh na sakogi…."

"Lagti nahin theek neeyat tumhari…"

Enjoy this beautiful romantic song from "Qurbani" as Armaan and Riddhima exchange flirtatious moments with each other as doctor and patient:

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-12494.html

--FEMALE--
Kya dekhte ho, kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Kya chaahte ho

--MALE--
Chaahat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Na hum jo keh de

--MALE--
Keh na sakogi

--FEMALE--
Lagti nahin theek niyat tumhaari
Kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Kya chaahte ho

--MALE--
Chaahat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Na hum jo keh de

--MALE--
Keh na sakogi

--FEMALE--
Lagti nahin theek niyat tumhaari
Kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari
Roz roz
Roz roz dekhoon tujhe, nayi nayi lage mujhe
Angon mein amrit ki dhaara
Tere angon mein amrit ki dhaara

--FEMALE--
Dil lene ki dhang teri seekhi koi rang tere
Baaton ka andaaz pyaara
Teri baaton ka andaaz pyaara

--MALE--
Sharaarat se chehra chamakne laga kyoon - 2

--FEMALE--
Yeh rang laayi hai sangat tumhaari
Kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Socho zara
Socho zara jaan-e-jigar, bitegi kya tumpe agar
Humko jo koi chura le
Tumse humko jo koi chura le

--MALE--
Kisi ne jo tumhe chheena, naamumkin hai uska jeena
Kaise nazar koi daale
Tumpe kaise nazar koi daale

--FEMALE--
Pyaar pe apne itna bharosa - 2

--MALE--
Itna mohabbat mein fitrat hamaari

--FEMALE--
Kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Kya chaahte ho

--MALE--
Chaahat tumhaari

--FEMALE--
Na hum jo keh de

--MALE--
Keh na sakogi

--FEMALE--
Lagti nahin theek niyat tumhaari
Kya dekhte ho

--MALE--
Surat tumhaari

….to be continued….

sangeeta 

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