"Shabby's mom said." He confirmed shrugging his shoulders.
"And..." she knew there was more to it.
"She said I am an orphan. My mother left me as she hated me because my father was an evil man. He neither care for me nor my mom. He didn't want me. I'm just pathetic kid with no one. Auny mama! Can you tell me what's an orphan?" Telling honestly he asked looking at her curiously.
Her eyes were stinging as she tried to hold back her tears.
"Khanu! You're not an orphan. You're our child, mine and Zardad's! Aren't you?" She said. "Aunt is certainly jealous of you to have such great parents as her parents are not like yours. So she said it due to envy. Never mind her words, okay?" Her voice was quivering with emotions. She held him close to her tightly, pursing her lips to control her sobbing.
"Okay, but we have to go shopping, I want a new dress. You know I participated in a drama. Teacher called father to invite you both to see my performance. I'm sure you'll love it." He reminded her realizing why he came looking for her all over the house.
"Oh! Great! What's your character?" She asked pulling out a stool for him beside the counter and made him sit there. She placed his plate in front of him, ruffling his hair and asked him to eat. He enjoyed eating fruits at that time.
Auny mama was thinking about something with a scowl on her face, her hand in his hair moving slowly.
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Smell of medicine was weighing the air. Sound of beeping of machines and low breathing could be heard. His body laying straight with blue hospital gown, on white bed seemed lifeless. He was covered with a white comforter. Head covered with bandage. Venturi mask covering his nose and mouth. IV inserted into his right arm. His color was pale due to a lot of blood loss.
A male doctor with his stethoscope was monitoring his vitals. Two nurses were by his side noting down his information. Their faces were covered with surgical masks.
"His family came?" Doctor asked.
"No! I think they're not here. He's a foreigner." The blonde nurse told respectfully.
"How sad!" The other said sympathetically, clicking her tongue.
"He's a famous foreigner businessman. I just read his interview a few days ago. Pure bachelor, never dated any girl." She informed as his data was on her fingertips, giving a dreamy look, gazing in the space. She clicked her tongue with sadness.
"Anna! I think you're job is to stalk others not nursing. Am I right?" Doctor asked smiling sarcastically. She straighten up her posture with a sudden jerk and smiled.
"Big brother, oh sorry, Sir! I'm a nurse, obviously. You can check my card." On his glare she corrected her words and offered to check her Id card. But their attention diverted to the door that bursted open. Someone entered into the room in a hurry, panick visible on his face, dry tears messing up his face.
"Excuse me, who're you?" Doctor asked sternly.
"It's Hisham Khan? I'm his brother and friend. Can I see him?" He said controlling his trembling voice stopping near his bed.
"His best buddy and partner." Anna again whispered in his ear in a low voice.
"Yes! Sure. But I need to talk to you about his condition right now. Can we?" Doctor asked with a soft smile.
"Yeah! Thank you for saving him." He thanked with his eyes roaming over Hisham's face and body to check damages. He was relieved to see him alive. He was on a business trip on which Hisham sent him at the very morning as he was feeling unwell. He just rushed back in emergency as he heard about his accident from the hospital.
"It's okay, it was our job!" He answered curtly and left the room with him following behind.
"He's in comma. No response. His head was injured severely that We'd to operate. He was stressed when accident happened. He certainly learned something that was bad for his nerves. He had a breakdown. We don't know when he wakes. We'll keep him under observation for sometime but he has to recover by himself. He's brain dead. You've to inform his family asap." Doctor advised him with courtesy and left asking him to be patient and pray for his health.
He returned back to the room with weakened legs. But seeing him still holding, he sighed in relief.
"Oh Allah! Thanks to you that he's alive." He said touching his face with gratefulness.
"You like to horrify others as you know we care so much for you. You enjoy teasing others related to you." He murmured under his shaking breath, smiling painfully.
"You don't look good laying here motionless. You should wake up and you know someone's waiting for you." He said last sentence playfully poking his arm. A sad smile was painted on his lips. Monitor was beeping. His body motionless. Slowly breathing still with No response.
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What he's left?
Those, who have turned
their backs
To this mortal world,
have also lost the
relationships of years.
What he brought?
the angels fishing about.
And the dear ones,
worried about what he left?
(It was in urdu
but I tried to translate it.
Hope you'll find it
really interesting.)
A/N:
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