..."mamma.... Mamma..." jiya came running to naina as she was resting...

"aap ko pata he abhi kya hua" she was so gleefully excited.... That naina wondered what might have happened

"friend ne na..... Woo old dr uncle ko zor se punch kiya....aur wo.... Zoop..... Se neeche gir gaye" jiya describes her the action movie scene she had just witnessed

"what.... Jiya... Aap sach bol rahe ho....."
"mama sacchi....jiya ne zorro ko punch mara tha na.... Us se bhi awsm.... Like action calmin"she explained how she was impressed by rajveer's punching skills

"jiya.... Sit quietly now...." naina warned her sternly... Wondering ...that she is sick... How come his brains got paranoid..... He is being an utter pain these days....

Shifting them from one hospital to another.... And researching like crazy.....

He came with a serious look on his face....

"i think we need to consult some other dr...there is a cancer hospital in toronto... I have done all my research.... We will shift there as soon as possible" he trying to skip the part where he has to explain what exactly happened with dr mehra..

"firstly.... I think u have gone nuts..... Secondly... I m not coming anywhere as i have had enough of drs telling lying to my face about how they will try their best.... To make me die a little later...." she didn't realize that jiya was standing there.....

" and thirdly.....can you explain what circus happened downstairs...... Why the fuck did you punch dr mehra"

She yet again forgets that jiya is still
there.... Right in front.... Sinking in all the conversations in her tiny head...... Trying to figure what the f word means.... And also the fact that why drs want her mum to die a little later.......

"naina... Trust me... This is the last hospital i am taking you to.... M. Pretty sure... They will be able to treat you" he was at the edge...

"do hell with your treatment and therapies..... Why can't you just accept the fact that there is no way to save me... And let me atleast spend few of the days left in my life in peace"

She roared at him...

"tumhe kya lagta he..... Why are you doing this....is it becuase you want me to get better.... No major rajveer sheekhawT...... Ur guilty consience is driving you crazy.... That's why you are desperate to prove yourself.... That you can set everything right......
And let  me make it very clear...... Tum chahe jo kar lo..... That guilt won't get washed up..... Curing me of cancer won't suddenly undo all that happened in past... ...... So please.... Quit it.... And let me live "

He was once again.... Made to see a clearer view of his image.....

He tried to convince himself...that she isn't as lucid and composed..... Pain is affecting her... Making her speak bitter words.... But.... They weren't untrue.....

He couldn't help finding her right... And feeling like a useless peice of crap...... Yet again.........

But both immersed in their own prejudices and turmoils.... Completely overlooked that their little one has witnessed something really terrible.....

.....

"jiya... Kya hua jaan...." naina spotted an angry jiya.... Sitting quietly at the window...... Not uttered a single word since two hours...

"jiya... Aap ko story sunna he... Come here baby" she yet again didn't face her...

"mujhe aap se baat nai karni"

"kya hua mere bacche ko....." she came to her... Hugging her..... Kissing her cheeks....

She wiped her cheek..... Amd freed herself....

"aap bohot bure ho...." she said "aap ne friend ko kyu daanta.... Wo pata he kitna ro rahe the" she screwed her nose....

"aap unko sorry bologe... Then only jiya will sorry you" she instructed her... And ran off.....

........

He hadn't come inside the room.... For hours.....

Weeping quietly sitting on the bench outside....

He felt a feathery palm.... Wiping his face..... That feeling of those soft angelic tiny hands..... He shut his eyes.....
"friend.... Aap ko mamm ne data.... Is liye aap ro rahe ho" she asked him...

He kept looking at her....

"wo bade dr uncle ne bhi.... Stray puppies ko mara... Isliye aap ne unhe punch kiyaa???" she asked curiously...

"nai jiya.... Unhone us se bhi bura kaam kiya ."

He said..... He couldn't tolerate the fact.... How curtly he dismissed naina's case without even looking at it....... He had been toiling so hard to get one appointment from him..... Hoping for him to atleast try once.... But .... He dismissed his hope..... And that made his blood boil...

He had made a promise to himself... That no. Matter what.... He will get naina better..... Fight against god himself.... If required.....

It was irrational and stupid..... And he was hoping for a miracle..... But aren't all of us.... Against all insurmountable odds... Hoping for a miracle to happen.

...........

"friend..... Is muma dying" she asked..... After a deep stare.....out of no where.....

"jiya...." he was shocked and stuttering....

"mamma... Bhi naveen maama ki tarah star ban jaegi..navu mama is also dead na... She will leave jiya?? " she asked innocently.....and he doesn't have any answer to any of her questions......

"jiya.... Aap ese kyu bol rahe ho.... Aap se kisne kaha ye sab"

"mumma says ke naveen mama dead he  na.... To wo dur.. Space me rehte he... Star banke.... mumma ne bola na...aapko daant te samay.... Unko cancer he na... So she will die a little later..... Jiya also wants cancer.... To me bhi navu mama ke pas ja paunga... Mumma ke saath.... I don't want her to leave me na.... Mujhe to road bhi cross karne nai aata..... Baal banane bhi nai aata..... What will jiya do alone.... "she is already doing future planning......wondering if having a cancer is like having some plane ticket..... Which would take her to naveen's place...

" how will jiya go to school.... With unplaited hair.... "she took her hair innocently in her hands... Showing him...... Wondering.... If there are schools there at place where her naveen mama lives...

" jiya.... Hum mumma ko jane hi nai denge naveen mama ke pas..... Then.... She will plait your hair everyday......hum log maamma ko kahi pe nai jane denge" he said.... Hugging her.....

She stared chirping..... "sach...promise."

"pakka promise...." he said..... Twinkle in his eyes....

"aaap mujhe boxing sikhaogr.... Mujeh bhi aap ke jese punch karna seekhna he" she asked..excitedly... Switching the whole topic at once... ......

"bilkul.... But aap agar promise karo... Ke aap ne jo abhi kaha.. Wo mumma ko nai bataoge"

"nahi bataunga... Promise...." she forwarded her pinky finger.....
"pinky promise"

Rajveer amused.....

"pinky promise kya hota he"
She scratches her cute head...... wondering how to explain him...
"pinky promisee means.... Pakka pakka pkaa promise..... Which can never be broken..." she said.... With so much innocence and honsesty.... Rajveer couldn't help crush her to himself and cry...

"oooo friend.... Aap firse rone lag gaye.....ab mere pass hankey bhi nai he" she slapped her forehead....

Making him smile....at her antics... She was this angel.who was unknowingly heling both her parents.... And their broken hearts.....

"
.