Chapter 3 - She is gone

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/Vihaan's Pov/

Usually I go hospital at 10 in morning with mom dad but today I woke up early and decided to go before them so that I can meet Roohi.
Actually I don't know why I am excited to go...or what do I have to talk with her but i just felt like going early.
I got ready, made myself bread omlette since everyone was asleep, not even helpers had come for cleaning and cooking stuff.
"I guess I woke up extra early"
I thought to myself while stuffing my breakfast.

I kept a note on table saying that I went to hospital because I don't want to disturb my parents sleep.

On the way to hospital, I just kept thinking about Roohi and suddenly the idea of buying her flowers caught my attention.
I have always liked flowers. They are just so colourful and radiant, like delicate tokens of happiness.

Fortunately, the florist shop was open and I bought flowers for her.
Florist shook his head when after 10 minutes i couldn't decide which ones to buy, so he suggested me to go with mix bouquet and honestly I liked it.
All of them together. Different colours and vibes.

Listening to music i enjoyed the ride, I am always with mom and dad and they don't like music in morning so I just can't enjoy it other days but today seems to be a cheerful day, which is a rare occasion.

When I was walking through reception and corridor, wishing good morning to everyone, I could feel everyone's eyes on my hands holding bouquet.
I felt a little embarrassed but I instantly threw away the thought.
What's there to be embarassed about?
She is my fiance. Everyone knows that.
I can give her flowers. Right?

I reached the room with my running thoughts which suddenly held a brake when I saw nurses cleaning the room and discarding bedsheets and stuff.
They were rearranging the room for new patient.
But why?
Where is Roohi?
Is she shifted to some other room?
And why do I don't know?

I asked one of them," where's Roohi? Why are you rearranging this room?"

"Dr. Vo toh raat ko hi discharge ho gayi thi"
(Dr., She was discharged yesternight)

I frowned at her answer and asked,"Kal raat?" (Yesternight?)
And she nodded her head.

Why I don't know this?
I went home before mom and dad yesterday because there was a patient at our home clinic which was important to attend...but if she was discharged yesterday why didn't they tell me when they came back home.
I didn't meet them...i directly went to my room from my cabin.
Well, but still they could have informed me.
But she was required to rest one more day here.
Why this sudden decision?
Did anything happen that I don't know?
No, if there would have been an important matter they would have informed me themselves coming to my room...but they didn't, so maybe that means she just wanted to go home?

I sighed and was about to leave the room when nurse called me.
"Dr. This paper was thrown there...see if it's needed...is it some prescription or anything or should I throw it?"
I looked at the crumbled piece of paper in her hand which she handed over to me.
It was badly crumbled, I slowly opened it, careful of not tearing it because of its state.
And opened it completely and there was something written in Hindi...so obviously it wasn't a prescription.
I started reading it-

"रात होने लगती है और मुझे अपनी असलियत का एहसास होने लगता है...
मेरी असलियत?
...अब घर जो जाना है
वो घर?
वो तंग दीवारे
वो अपनो की ही अंजान आँखें
वो अधूरे सपने
वो ख़लीपन वो उदासी
वो सूखे आंसु और....वो जागी हुई नींद
अब मुझे अपने चेहरे पर हंसी चिपकाने की ज़रूरत नहीं, क्योंकि रात का अँधेरा मुझे अपना बना लेगी और अपने में छुपा लेगी..."

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