Code LOVE (1)





 He turned pale and fell down with a thud on the ground. 

Hey! Wake up. Didn't you eat in the morning? Wake up...wake up...are you not feeling well? Is it a stroke or a heart attack? He seems young though.

People around gathered and tried to wake him up but their efforts failed. Someone opened a water bottle and sprinkled some water on his face. His eyes fluttered a bit, yet, were still shut. 

Call an ambulance or a doctor please, a person said. 

Through the crowd a young female emerged, making her way in.

What has happened here? I'm a doctor. Please get aside everyone. She said.

She saw the person lying on the road and immediately checked his pulse, then his neck. She stretch opened his eyes to check. He must've fainted because of dehydration or hunger, or some stress maybe. Please help me carry him. I'll take him to the hospital in my car. Does anyone know him? She looked around but didn't get a positive response. 

He collapsed here suddenly, someone said.

People helped to put him in the back seat of her car. She drove to the hospital, kept checking on him through the rear mirror, on the way. He didn't wake up. She reached the hospital and called in the ward boys. They came with a stretcher and took him in. 

The doctor wore her mask, got sanitised and accompanied the man to the emergency room. She checked his blood pressure, his temperature and asked the resident doctor to get the ECG done. 

She asked the ward boy to check his pockets to find his wallet or mobile, so as to contact his family or guardians. The boy found a wallet in his pocket and opened to check. Mr. Prithvi Rathod, he read aloud what was written inside.

The doctor glanced at the man, he looks like a well built young man, doesn't seem weak at all. When I checked his pulse I could feel his strong wrist and arm. Seems like he works out regularly, she thought. 

Doctor there's no mobile, the ward boy said. And no other details in his wallet. Neither a visiting card nor any photograph.

The ECG reports are normal doctor, the resident doctor said.

Well, his vitals are okay. Then let's start the IV (Intravenous) and replenish fluids and electrolytes, the doctor said. She scanned him from top to bottom once, Who is he? How do we contact his family?, her soliloquy. The doctor left the ward and asked the boy to keep a check.

The IV did it's job and slowly the young man opened his eyes. He checked his surroundings as soon as he woke up. He glanced at the IV track on his left hand. How am I here? Who brought me here? He thought looking around. He called the ward boy who was close by. 

Oh! Finally you are awake. Let me call the doctor, the boy said.

The doctor came in. Mr. Prithvi Rathod? she said. As soon as he heard her, he checked for his wallet. 

Sorry we had to check your details so I had asked the ward boy to look into your wallet. You can check for your belongings, they are all as they were, the doctor added.

Oh! okay doctor, he said as he tried to get up. 

His deep voice made the doctor glance at his face for a second. 

Please stay there don't get up abruptly, she said raising her palm in front of his face. Can we get the phone number of anyone from your family? It would be better if someone is here to take care, the doctor said further. 

And yes, we didn't find your mobile. Maybe you dropped it on the road, where you fainted. I found you collapsed on the road, on my way to the hospital. So I brought you here. Haven't you had your food Mr. Rathod? You look pale and drained.

Thankyou doctor for helping me out. But I need to leave now, Prithvi said, ignoring all the questions and he tried to pull the IV line. 

Stop! Mr. Rathod, the doctor said as she held his hand. She lowered her mask and looked at Prithvi making her eyes wider, as though scolding a naughty child. Prithvi paused for a second as he glanced at her beautiful eyes, her plump cheeks, her puckered lips and her jet black hair secured in a bun. Her diamond earrings dazzled as she moved. Prithvi cleared his throat as he looked at her hand holding his hand.

Doctor Dharaa there's an emergency. They are bringing in the casualties, please rush, the resident doctor came hastily.

Dharaa put on her mask again. She asked Prithvi to keep resting and she released his hand, to leave in a hurry. 


*CLICK HERE FOR THE NEXT PART(2)*



AUTHOR'S NOTE  : If you like the story comment and share, for more keep following!!!

Disclaimer : The story is fictional, resemblance of any sort to any person, living or dead, or any real event is purely coincidental. 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Diary 2024

Image
  And 2024 ends..... What a roller coaster ride!  Every year passes by and the new year comes afore, leaving you with something and making you leave something.  It would be quite odd if time doesn't indoctrinate our minds. This year taught me so much, like the previous one and the prior ones too! I have learnt valuable lessons thanks to 2024. The year was challenging, demanding yet gratifying.  What I grasped this year would be exemplar for rest of my life!  The fear of losing your close ones, leaves you petrified. While the close ones are battling, struggling with all their mights, you feel helpless even when you have honest intentions of support. Mental support, yes that can be given in abundance, there's no ceiling to it. But the one you intend to support is going through so much that sometimes just being there, showing up is also helpful.  Sleepless nights, nightmares haunted me for days. But then when you see them valiantly striving and vanquishing the...
Read more

Moira : Bound to happen! Chapter - 1.

Image
She was sitting on the bench under the huge tree. Its extensive branches covered few more benches around. The park was a hangout place for teenagers. It was a playground for children and a perfect site for the exercise enthusiasts. People jogged, wearing headphones, determined to shed those extra kilos and be fitter, sticking to their new year resolutions, was a familiar sight here.  Yuga wasn't feeling the vibe today. She had left home as usual, early in the morning, in her tracks and tee to run a few miles, but after three rounds she just sat down on the bench. She saw an old lady taking rounds, walking slowly, but with vigour. The tree was shedding it's aged golden leaves. One such tanned foliole fell beside Yuga on the bench. She picked it up and let it descend on the ground. She switched off the songs playing on her phone. With air pods in her ears, she sat inert on the bench. She closed her eyes and could hear the birds chirping. "They are so happy even at the break ...
Read more

What's your plan?

Image
 "You've to score good grades at school!" "You've to do your Olympiads!" "You need to have a co-curricular activity or some sports activity!" "You should be able to dance or sing or play a musical instrument!" Oh my my! So much pressure on these little one's learning to adapt and traverse the lanes and by lanes of this complicated world. "But its a rat race! He/she needs to figure it out sooner. Studies, career, universities, the stress builds up as they advance into their grades (classes), isn't it?" Yes, true. It's a tough task for the coming generations. Population is ever increasing. Even though the colleges and courses are increasing in numbers but we have no say on the quality of education they impart. Also the leading universities and colleges are always the first priority, obviously. So the newbies are looked down upon. Also the reservations hinder the paths of many. Well, so what score is a good enough score...
Read more