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[S2] Part 20 (A sad part...)

But, I must be wrong, because first of all, why would she lie to me? Second of all, I haven't met her in 2 years... so it must be because of her age...

But I'll not leave any chances. I have to go to Mumbai right now!! I took the next flight to Mumbai and left. As I reached, it was still day time... I carefully took the spare key I had of this house and opened the house. I went straight to the bedroom, only to receive a huge shock. Aaji was in a wheelchair!! I immediately ran to her, and turned the chair, making her notice that I was there in the room. She flinched a bit because of my sudden appearance, but then her expression changed into a more nervous one. As if she was hiding something from me. Something big. Something she could hide on the call, but wouldn't be able to hide now. I looked at her, with shocked eyes, with disappointment visible on my face. I was disappointed with the fact that she lied to me... disappointed with the fact that she didn't share her problem with me...

I asked her with a shaky voice, "W-what happened to you? W-why are y-you on a w-wheelchair?". She sadly smiled, and said, "I- I am sorry I didn't tell you about this. But, I didn't want you to worry... I-I thought, it will be fine... B-but it only w-worsened... I-I a-actually- I... m-my body- my body i-it's.". I couldn't take it anymore my patience had reached its peak. I know it's wrong to shout, but I ended up shouting at her, saying, "WHAT!! WHAT HAPPENED?? TELL ME!!". She flinched again and seeing that I instantly regretted it... I was about to apologise, when she said, "D-don't apologise... I can understand y-your situation... A-actually, my legs... they have serious damage... only temporarily don't worry about that now, But I-I can't do anything a-about it now. At least not in India...". "Then let's go to a country where we can treat you!!", I said.

But then I realised, "A-aaji... w-where is A-aajoba? A-are you hiding something else from m-me? W-where is he?". She looked down, with sad eyes, that had tears flowing out of them. With her voice shaking and cracking, she said, "O-ojas h-he-". I didn't wait for her to finish and started searching all over the house. When I entered the living room, I noticed something I had failed to notice earlier because of my worry. Something that brought me to tears, lead me to scream. "A-AAJOBA!! WHY??". I saw his photo on the wall, with a flower garland (plastic flower garland) around it. He- he was no more!! Aaji came behind, in her wheelchair, and while crying silently, patted my back. I was crying very hard. I kept my head on her lap and cried more. 

She ruffled my hair, and spoke with a shaky voice, "H-he had a heart disease... It was not possible to cure it... I wish I could donate my heart to him, but it's not possible in India...". With a shaky voice, while still choking on my tears, I asked her, "Wh-why didn't you tell me?? We c-could have TRIED at least!!". She shook her head, saying, they tried going to almost all the best heart doctors, but all of them said nothing could be done... I then looked up at her, and said, "W-what about your paralysis?? W-what c-can be d-done about that t-then?". She said, "Nothing... it's treatment is not possible in India. T-the doctor said it's possible in the US... but why waste so much money?? I am doing just fine aren't I-". I interrupted her, saying, "JUST STOP SAYING THAT!! IT'S NOT CALLED WASTING MONEY!! WE ARE TREATING YOU!! YOU CAN LEAD A MUCH BETTER LIFE THEN!! AND WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU MEAN BY 'I AM DOING JUST FINE'?!?! NO, YOU AREN'T DOING FINE!! JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE SOME NEIGHBOURS TO HELP YOU DOESN'T MEAN YOU ARE DOING FINE!! HAVING SUCH SERIOUS DAMAGE TO YOUR LEGS IS NOT CALLED DOING FINE!!". She sighed and said, "What I am trying to say is, it's temporary and I am going to die anyway in a few ye-". "DON'T. TALK. ABOUT. YOUR. DEATH .", I said, interrupting her.

"We are going to the doctor tomorrow, and I am asking him where I'll have to take you, and I don't care what you say, I am going to book a flight for us, no matter how much ever money it takes, and we are going there day after tomorrow!!". I made myself clear. I wasn't going to listen to her at all now. I sniffed, and went to the bathroom, and stared at my red, puffy face thinking to myself, 'Why does everyone have to leave me like that?? Why do all the people I love have to suffer like this?? I shouldn't love at all now!!' My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. I looked at the caller ID. It was Zara. I picked the call up, and said, "H-hi Zara... what happened?". She said, "Actually, wait what happened to your voice? Did you cry?". I sighed. I knew, that now, how much ever I try to lie, she isn't gonna buy it. So, I told her my actual situation. She was shocked. But then, I asked her the actual reason for calling me. She said it was nothing, and she just wanted to talk to me and ask me where I was, since I left without saying anything. She was also at her grandparents' house, and I was happy to hear that her grandparents were fit and fine... She ended the call saying, "S-so I'll call you later... Okay? Take care of your grandma... and best of luck with her treatment... I-I'll call you later."