Code LOVE (6)



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 Please get seated, Prithvi said pulling a chair for Dharaa.

Dharaa looked at his right hand as he pulled the chair. Your right palm is bleeding. Wait I'll get some first aid. Dharaa rushed to the café counter and asked for the first aid kit.

It's not a big deal Dharaa. Will do it later, don't want to discommode you, Prithvi didn't want her to take any trouble.

I'm a doctor Prithvi. There's no trouble in treating a patient, that's my job. She cleaned his wound and applied some antiseptic. Putting a bandage over it, she said, As doctors we can't discriminate. We treat everyone to our best ability. Even if you are a gangster, we can't deny you of your basic rights. Dharaa looked at Prithvi.

Tchh! Doctor, I am not a gangster. Didn't I tell you the other day? I'm a professor at the engineering college, Prithvi justified himself.

Then what about the fight I saw? Was he a thief? Prithvi you seemed like a trained fighter. Your quick movements and reflexes, said something else, Dharaa raised her eyebrows. 

I can't tell you the details, it's personal. Yes you can say that he was the bad person in the fight not me. If you are judging me because I disappeared from the hospital that day, then that too was due to personal reasons, Prithvi said with conviction. 

Then what about the number I redialled? You had made a call from the nurse's desk and I redialled it to confirm whether you reached safely. But no one answered instead they hung up, Dharaa's tone was getting more and more serious now.

You redialled the number?, Prithvi's expressions changed. Again it's my personal affair so I cannot tell you more. I'm sorry. 

Okay fine. I'm sorry to have intruded your personal space. As a responsible doctor and a law-abiding citizen, I wanted to make sure nothing flawed was happening, that's it. Now that you are alright, I will take a leave, Dharaa ended  the conversation, when she felt that Prithvi was handling things with discretion.

Wait here, Prithvi said and he opened the café door. He peeked to check the surroundings and then said, Yes you can go now.

Why does he act like a private detective or a cop?, Dharaa's thoughts were still not settled. But she decided not to interfere further and left.


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


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