my first Dmg prediction

A and R are walking down the corridor discussing what their next step should be when Dr K passes them, walking very fast. She calls out to them ‘Dr A, Dr R, come with me quickly, emergency.” They go with her to emergency where five patients have been brought in from a road traffic accident and for the next few hours, they are all three busy with the patients and have no time to talk. Finally the patients stabilize to some extent, and Dr K relaxes. ‘Get the scan done for this patient and the Xray reports for this one,’ she tells A and R, ‘and show me as soon as they are ready. We can decide further treatment then.’
‘Yes ma’am,” A and R say and they go very wearily to the locker room. All the other interns are waiting impatiently for them there.
‘Where were you both? What happened? We’ve been waiting – we have to decide what to do,’ Anjali says. A tells them where they were. ‘You guys better go home, it’s too late to think now,’ he says. ‘we’ll think again tomorrow.’ They all look disappointed but agree to leave.
‘Aren’t you going, Armaan?’ Atul asks when he sees Armaan sitting down on the bench. Armaan shakes his head. “no, I have to wait for a couple of reports and show Dr K. You go, Riddhima, it’s late. I’ll show the reports and then go.” Anjali also says “yes, R, it’s late, let’s go.”
R hesitates and looks at A. He’s looking very tired. “No, it’s my patient too,’ she says. “I have to get the reports and show them.’ Anjali look worried. “how will you come home then. No, you’d better come now.” R looks at A again. ‘Armaan will drop me, won’t you, Armaan?’ A nods without looking at her. “Of course I will.”
The others leave and A and R sit together and wait. They don’t talk but there’s no awkwardness. They glance at each other, half smiling. Asmani rang plays softly in the background. Then the nurse comes in.
‘Dr Armaan, you asked for the reports as soon as they were ready. Here they are.’
‘Thank you, sister.’ A takes the reports and both he and R go through them and look at each other worriedly. ‘Let’s go,’ says A and they go to find Dr K. Again the next two hours go by looking after the patients’ complications. One has a head injury and is having convulsions and the scan shows some bleeding. The other has some chest injuries so they have to put a chest tube which takes a long time. It is almost 12 by the time they finish and Dr K tells them they can go. ‘Good job, both of you,’ she adds.
A and R get into his car and A drives off towards R’s house. For a while they are quiet then R asks, “A do you really think papa and ma can get married?’
“Why not? They are adults, if they like each other, what’s the problem?” he says, looking ahead at the road.
“yes, but Atul was right in a way, they are quite different.’
Armaan looks at her as though wondering who she is referring to – her father and Padma or themselves. ‘Riddhima, it’s not important to be completely the same to like somebody, is it? Agar aisa hota to bahut boring hota. Aur do log kabhi bhi bilkul ek jaise to ho hi nahin sakte. Sab ki apni apni soch hoti hai, backgrounds hote hain. But agar pyar ho to baki sab adjust ho sakta hai. Aud agar pyar nahin ho to sab kuch ek jaisa hote hue bhi koi farak nahin padta. Log ek dusre ko pyar karte hai, tabhi to ek doosre ko samjhne ki and unke saath adjust hone ki koshish karte hain.’
Riddhima is quiet for quite some time.
“Aur Dr Shubhankar aur Dr Keerti? Kya tumko lagta hai ki voh dono ..”
“why not?”
“Nahin, main soch rahi thi ki agar voh ek doosre ke liye theek nahin hain, to hum log unko saath karne mein galti to nahin kar rahe?”
“Hum kaun hote hain yeh decide karne vale?” Armaan says. “agar voh ek doosre se pyar karte hain, to hamare kuch karne na karne se bahut farak to nahin padega. Haan, the only difference is that we might speed things up a bit, but only if their feelings are there in the first place.’
They arrive at R’s house and he stops the car. R makes no move to get out.
“aur main aur tum?’ she asks very softly, looking straight ahead. A looks at her, stunned.
She looks at him then. ‘Kya tum sochte ho ki hamare beech jo sab kuch hua, uske baad hum sirf dost reh sakte hain?’
A looks at her steadily. ‘Agar tum chaho, to.’
She looks down at her hands and twists them together, but doesn’t say anything. Armaan seems to fighting with himself what to say.
‘Dekho, Riddhima, jab maine tumhari letter padhi, pehle to mujhe baht bura laga. Mujhe laga ki itna sab hone ke baad … I decided that I will not speak to you other than work, not have any relation with you at all. When I told you that in your house, you assumed I was saying let’s be friends. So I thought, ok, let’s try it, but I don’t think it will work.’
He looks at her then.
“you know what? I think we started off wrong. We started with fighting each other, got attracted to each other but never tried to know and understand each other, so things didn’t work out. When you said, let’s be friends, I thought it wouldn’t work, but …’ He looks ahead and rubs his hands over his face and hair.
Then he looks at her again very steadily. ‘mujhe achcha lagat hai to be with you, to talk to you, spend time with you. Yeh dosti hi sahi, lekin it’s important to me and I don’t want to spoil it.’
She looks at him and one tear spills slowly down her cheek. She nods slowly. He smiles and then says more briskly ‘achcha, you’d better go now – pichle dus minute se main yahan parked hoon, tumhare papa aa jayenge ki kya ho raha hai.’
He gets out of the car and comes to open her door. She gets out, stumbles and falls against him and his arms come around her to hold her. She looks up at him and in that moment she knows it’s not dosti at all. (asmani rang in background in female voice). His arms tighten around her, then he releases her as she steadies.
‘Goodnght,’ he says softly, and for the first time, he does his trademark pushing her hair away from her face.
‘Goodnight,’ she replies equally softly and backs away from him towards the house. He watches her till she turns and goes in, then he gets back into the car.
He ruffles his hair and then laughs ruefully. ‘Dosti! Tum kab samjhogi, Ridhima?’

part 2 -
Next morning all the interns are at the cafeteria – all except for Armaan. They are all looking at their watches impatiently, waiting for him.
Anjali: kya ho gaya Armaan ko? Kahan reh gaya? Hum kuch decide hi nahin kar payenge. Atul, tumhe pata hai who itna late kyun hai?
Atul: Nahin, Anjali, mujhe nahin pata. Maine kal raat se baat nahin kari.
Rahul: Maine subeh do teen bar phone try kiya tha, par he’s not picking up. Riddhima, tumhe kuch pata hai?
Riddhima: Nahin, Rahul, humein yahan bahut der ho gayi thi, he dropped me home, then he left to go home.
Rahul: Mujhe lagta nahin ki woh raat ki ghar gaya. Maine to bahut subah try kiya tha.
Riddhima starts looking very nervous and worried. All the interns are now getting a little concerned. Anjali looks at Riddhima.
Anjali: Ridz, tumhari koi ladai ya kuch to nahin hui, na?
Riddhima: (indignantly) No, di, not at all. Bilkul nahin, aisi koi baat hi nahin thi. Der to ho gayi thi, he was tired, but hum mein bahut dino se koi jhagda nahin hua hai.
Rahul: He was tired? Neend to nahin aa rahi thi? Kahin gadi chalate chalate …?
He trails off and Riddhima looks petrified. She clutches the back of a chair.
Atul: You mean … koi accident? No, Rahul, agar aisa kuch hua hota toh humein pata lag jata. Woh sanjeevani hi aata, na? Nurse humein ekdum bata deti.
Muskaan: (who’s also looking very scared) : Tumne check kiya?
Atul: Nahin, par …
They are all getting very nervous. An announcement comes over the PA system “all interns report to the nurses’ station.
Rahul: (trying to make Riddhima less nervous) Maybe he just overslept. Late ho gaya tha na?
Riddhima: Par phone to phir bhi utha leta, Rahul. Aisa kabhi nahin hota ki voh phone nahin uthata. Mujhe bahut dar lag raha hai. (she’s on the verge of tears).
They reach the nurses’ station where a very annoyed Dr. Keerti is waiting for them.
Dr K: Aap logon ke liye time par aana itna mushkil kyon hai? Phir se late … aur voh bhi, sab ke sab. Yeh hospital hai, koi amusement park nahin, ki jab man chaha, aa gaye. Agar aap log time se nahin aa sakte, to aap do ghante late kaam kar ke jayiye. Shayad tab aap logon ko wakt ka importance samajh aayega.
Rahul: Ma’am, hum log actually Dr Armaan ki …
Dr K: Doctor Rahul! Aap apna time sambhaliye, doosron ka bahana mat use kijiye. Aaj aap sab apni kal ki duties par rahenge. Dr Riddhima, aap mere saath trauma ward aayiye.

The interns are rather stunned that she has not even noticed that Armaan is not there, even after Rahul mentioned his name. Rahul tries again
Rahul: Ma’am, Dr. Armaan …
Dr. K: Dr Rahul, aap apne kaam se matlab rakhiye. Dr. Armaan ki duties, Dr Armaan sambhal sakte hain.

Interns are even more stunned that she is not angry with Armaan and not upset that he is not there. They make signs to each other to meet later and disperse to their work. R follows Dr K very nervously, twisting her dupatta in her hands and looking over her shoulder every now and then as if to see if Armaan has come or not. Dr K looks back at her.
Dr. K: Dr Riddhima, aap thoda jaldi chal sakti hain? Aap duty par jaa rahi hain, tehelne ke liye nahin aayi hain. Dr Armaan sari raat yahan par hain, unko relieve karna hai, taki voh ghar jaa saken.
Riddhima is shocked. Then she feels such a feeling of relief that she can barely think. Armaan is here – he’s all right! She follows Dr K more quickly to the trauma ward, her face clearing of the tension. First thing she sees there is A, looking tired and unshaven, adjusting the chest tube of one patient from yesterday. He looks up when they come in.
A: I’m sorry, Dr Keerti, lagta hai chest tube phir se block ho gaya hai. I think change karna better hoga.
Dr K starts examining the tube and A signals ‘hi’ to R. He looks puzzled when she shakes her head at him.
A: (mouths silently) kya hua?
R: (very softly) Jaan nikal di meri!
They finish rounds with Dr K. She gives her instructions.
Dr. K : Tube change karna hoga, Dr Armaan, you’re right. Dr. Anand ko page kar dijiye, who aakar kar denge. Bed no. 4 ka xray dobara karva lijiye and bed no 6 ka scan. Baki naye orders likh lijiye. Aur Dr Riddhima, aap Dr Armaan se patients ka hand over le lijiye. Dr Armaan, aap abhi ghar jaayiye. Shaam ko 6 baje vapas aa jaayiye. I think ek din aur aapko night duty karni hogi, jab tak yeh teenon patients stabilize na ho jayen.
A & R : Yes, ma’am.
Dr K leaves. A and R look at each other. R puts her hands on her hips and tries to look angry but she is so relieved that Armaan is okay that she can’t be too annoyed.
A: Are, kiya kya maine?
R: Tumhe pata hain, subah main kitni dar gayi thi? Tum canteen mein nahin aaye, jahan hum sabne milna tha, kisi ko pata nahin tum kahan ho, and phir Rahul ne kaha ki tumne phone bhi nahin uthaya. Maine to socha kal ghar jaate jaate tumhe … (she tails off and shakes her head, remembering how scared she had been).
R: Meri to jaan hi nikal gayi.
A: (apologetically, but inside quite pleased at R’s concern) Are yaar, tumhare ghar se nikla hi tha ki sister ne page kar diya to main vapas aa gaya. Phir ek ke baad ek yeh teen patient ka kuch na kuch chalta raha, to Dr K ne bola ki yahin ruk jao. Phone mera locker mein tha – ward mein to allowed nahin hai. Aur maine socha tha ki subah 7 baje main neeche canteen mein aa jaoonga, par phir iski chest tube phir block ho gayi, to main nikal hi nahin saka. Mujhe kya pata ki tum log itna worry karoge.
R: haan, par kisi ko bata dete ki tum yahan ho.
A: kaise batata, Riddhima? Aur mujhe kya pata tum yeh ulti seedhi cheezein sochne lagoge? Maine socha ki tum yahan aaogi rounds par to tumhein bata doonga kya hua. Tum to seedhe mujhe upar (he makes a sign heavenwards) dispatch kar ….
R raises her hand instinctively to close his mouth to stop him saying such things. Her hand stops halfway and they look at each other (ishq plays in background).

Rahul enters the ward, sees A and R looking at each other, makes an “O” mouth and very quietly exits. He then comes in again more noisily, calling out Riddhima’s name.
Rahul: Riddhima … oh my god, Armaan, you’re here. Hum subah se pareshan ho gaye yaar. Where were you?
A: yaar, long story, Yahin tha. Now I’m off. I’m so tired, khada nahin hua jaa raha.
R: Tum jaa rahe ho?
Rahul: Are, but we have to plan aage.
A looks at R, who just cannot hide her disappointment that A is leaving so quickly. A devilish grin comes over his face.
A: idea. (he whispers to R and Rahul.)
A: Tum sab yeh din bhar organize karo. Main shaam ko paanch baje vapas aa jaoonga, cafeteria mein milenge.
(Sorry, I was borrowing somebody’s idea from the blog of keeping Shashank and Padma apart the whole day to make them miss each other, but today that love story is sorted out so this last part is a bit redundant)