Redeeming Love by Shikha Mishra (e book reader android txt) 📖

Suddenly his lips lift up and a smile adores his face. My face twist in confusion.

“Do you still need those pills? No, right. So what the psychiatrist advised did work." Realisation dawns on me. The urge to take those pills have vanished.

“What do you mean, bhai?" I ask.

If that will make you happy, I will.

I shook my head to get rid of his thoughts. 

“The psychiatrist which I had appointed for you said that something like this will happen. So when that happens he said to me to do something which would make you angry. And it worked. You converted all that urge into anger. By the way he will be here any minute." A knock resonantes “That must be him." Bhai opens the door and a very aged man enters in a very casual attire. I rise from my laying position and hiss escapes my lips. Instantly Bhai is at my side helping me to get in a sitting position.

“Careful." I thank bhai. 

“She was laying down for two days, that's why her body is in pain." That doctor comments. My eyes widened in shock. I was out for two days.

“Yes Disha you were." I didn't say anything after that.

“Hello Miss Disha. I am Dr saxena." the psychiatrist says.

“Hello doctor." I say.

“I will leave you both." Saying that bhai leaves.

“How are you disha. Do you mind me calling you just disha?" I shake my head in denial.

“Sweet. I must say you are a very beautiful woman……" he kept asking me many general questions which I answered blankly. His question did help me to keep my mind off of him. But the pain didn't dissipate. The void which I was feeling remains there. This pain is much more painful then the pain I felt when I ran away. And why that is, I don't know. The psychiatrist's voice fades every few minutes.

“.....Disha. Disha."

“Yes." I say unconsciously.

“I said I will be going now. Tomorrow also I will be taking the same 4 hours of your time." I nod. He was with me for 4 hours. I lay down again. The tears are long gone. I close my eyes as they were paining from all that crying.

After sometime I feel a pricking pain on my hands and my eyes instantly open in alert. My eyes stop on the nurse holding the needle.

“Did I wake you up mam? I was just giving you a dose of sleeping." I nod my head in understanding. I didn't even hear her coming in. After some time, sleep takes me in her arms and I let myself go.

One week went by in a blink. Me waking up every morning in the presence of mummy, sometimes dad while sometimes both. After having my breakfast with them I leave the hospital for a walk in the garden of the hospital. Then come back to take a short nap with the help of the dose which the nurse injects in my body everytime without any fail. After my nap, I talk with the psychiatrist. After the psychiatrist leaves Bhai and Mia come to meet me. I eat dinner with them and again go to sleep.

This whole week I didn't get a glimpse of Vihaan, nor did I ask anybody about him. Today I am going to get discharged.

“Disha dear, why don't you tell me something about yourself. Since day one you haven't uttered even two sentences. You always answer in two or three words." dr says.

“You already know everything about me." I mumble. For the whole last week I was trying to keep the facade of a smiling face that I have been doing these three years, but I never got successful. I couldn't even talk with any of them cheerfully like I used to. It's as if my body and emotions have become tired from pretending. Pretending to be happy and alright.

He signs “Let's meet in your house from tomorrow onwards." I nod my head.

He leaves. As soon as he leaves the room bhai barges in with a very cheerful smile just like everyday but this time without Mia.

“Let's get my sister's ass back to her house." He says very enthusiastically. I get out of my bed. I take hold of his hand and we start walking out.

“I have also planned a trip for all of us. Do you have any place in your mind?" I just shrug in nonchalant. “Ok. Let's just go to a place where I have decided. But I am confused between Zakynthos and Nairobi. Zakynthos is a place full with….." we get on the lift and bhai clicks for the ground floor. “beaches, seashores and so on while Nairobi is a combination of wildlife and nightlife. So let's just ask everyone and…."

“Mrs Malhotra is here."

“Mrs Malhotra has arrived everyone."

Bhai gets interrupted by the shouting of people as soon as we come out of the main gates. My eyes close on instinct as camera light flashes in front of my eyes.

“Mrs Malhotra, why were you both lying about your divorce? Why did the Malhotra family do all this? Was it because they wanted to attract the public's attention towards them? Was all that separate thing a play to attract the public?"

The reporters start throwing questions at me.

But how did they come to know? Did ....did vihaan do this to make me come back to his life. No no no. He wouldn't go to that extent, right?

“Mrs Malhotra, were you really admitted in this hospital or were you faking it all just like you faked the divorce thing?"

“Mrs Malhotra, can you tell us where Vihaan Malhotra is?" My mind stops thinking as soon as I hear that question.

And I find myself asking “Where is vihaan?" 

“Mrs Malhotra, can you comment anything about all this?" Suddenly a group of people come and bhai pulls me away from them as those people restrict the reporters. We get inside the car and bhai roars the car in life.

Where did vihaan go?

“Bhai where is vihaan?" I mumble. My heart beats in anticipation. My heart clenches in fear. Fear to know the truth which may break me completely.

My heart skips a beat in fear as soon as I hear bhai say…..

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Cliffhanger. Hahaha.

What could have really happened to vihaan? Is vihaan in some danger?