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With all these thoughts in mind, I don’t remember when I fell asleep. I must have slept for a few hours. The next time I woke up, there was a little noise coming out of the attached bathroom. The lights in the room had been switched off and there was a blanket covering me from shoulder to toe. I checked my cell to see the time. It was 5 a.m. Somebody then switched on the light in the bathroom. I tried to figure out what that sound was. Soon, I realized that it was the tap water falling in the empty, giant tub in the bathroom.
Ah! She used to tell me this,’ I thought with a little excitement. Avni used to tell me about this irritating thing in most of our ‘good morning’ calls.

  Completely awake now, I smiled, remembering her narration. How well she had described this moment, which was so painful for a person who wanted to sleep. And just like she had told me, her mother came out of the bathroom and turned the green night lamp on before leaving the room. I felt as if I had won some championship for knowing, in advance, what would happen. How well I knew my avni, I thought. We were made for each other …
I covered my face with the blanket, trying to escape that greenish light and the sound of water falling in the tub.

  God! How does she bear this every morning?’ I wondered and went back to sleep.

  The next morning, neil woke up around eight and saw Mumma in the other room, trying to wake her daughters up every ten minutes.

  I went up to her and said, ‘Good morning, Mumma.
Good morning, beta ji,’ she replied, ‘Look at them, they are so lazy.’ She pointed at them, with a little frustration and a smile at the same time.

  I looked at where she was pointing and saw sunehri and anjali fighting for the common blanket in their sleep. I felt pity for the poor blanket which was being pulled here and there so often. The heads and feet, coming out of the blanket at odd angles, posed questions about their sleeping posture which were hard to answer, at least for me. Amid this fight for the blanket, riya was very calm in her sleep. Nothing was bothering her, not even her mother’s wake-up calls. Watching them with a smile, I was about to go to the bathroom when I saw a little hand coming out of riya's long hair.

  ‘Hey! Who’s that?’ I said in a sweet voice, trying to uncover little mike who was sandwiched in between his maasis. He looked so very sweet in his sleep that I could not resist giving him a good morning kiss. The four of them sleeping on that bed appeared so good to me. Looking at them, I realized how much they loved each other and how close-knit this family was.

  ‘Touchwood,’ I said in my heart.
 I was amazed at the morning in this house being so good. And when avni would be back here, it will be simply awesome. I wished I could soon see all the siblings in this house, sleeping in their funny way.

  By 9.20 I was ready and through with my morning prayers. While coming out of my room I saw riya and anjali  in the kitchen. I wanted to crack a little joke then, recalling the morning’s sight. But I checked myself, maybe because of the thoughts of avni’s condition running in everyone’s mind and mine, or the silence that pervaded the home. And if not that either, then because of Dad’s serious presence at the dining table.
We are getting late for the hospital. Why is the breakfast not ready yet?’ Dad asked the females of the house, looking at the kitchen door.

  We had to reach the hospital and send ritik and aman, who had been there all night, back home.

  No one but Mumma dared to answer the question. ‘It’s almost done,’ she said
And in a short while, breakfast was served. Dad called me to join him and, of course, I did accordingly. We took nearly twenty minutes to have our breakfast and at ten, we left for the hospital. On our way, suddenly, I had the same feeling that I had the day before when, for the first time, I was entering the ICU, wishing to see her.
Soon, we were in the hospital. On the ICU floor, I saw aman half-asleep in a corner chair in the hall. Dad and I went straight to him.
Hey aman,’ I said, placing my hand on his shoulder.

  He woke up with a start and looked up. He was tired and I could see the sleep in his eyes.

  ‘Hi,’ he said, getting up from his seat.

  ‘Did the doctors see her this morning?’ Dad asked him.
Yes, they saw her. In fact, a little while ago, they talked to me and said that they will be going for a CT scan by noon. They want to check the present status of the blood clots in didi’s brain.’

  Meanwhile, ritik joined our conversation. He had gone to get a water bottle from the shop in the hospital campus. He too got an update from aman. A little later, Dad asked both of them to go back home so that they could have breakfast and take some rest. But  ritik insisted on staying there for a while, with us. He suspected that the doctors might be taking avni for the CT scan soon and then he too could see her. So he stayed back, while aman left for home in his car. Aman was definitely not going to rest, as there was important work at home to be completed.

  The three of us occupied vacant chairs in different rows on that floor. I started looking at the people around me—some sleeping, some talking to their dear ones on their mobiles, some chanting prayers and a few wiping their tears. Deep in their eyes was a fear which they were fighting against. There was this smell in the air, peculiar to every hospital in this country. In front of us was the ICU door which was scaring me an awful lot.

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