From the Hospital

“Shut up!”

I could see the whole little blood she had rushing to her face turning it ruddy. It wasn’t as beautiful to see as she blushes. I was scared. I was guilty.

I wish if I could take my arguments back, I wish if I didn’t talk to her today.

“Sruthy,  shall I say sorry now?  Or shall I wait for you to throw something at me? “ I was trying to lighten the situation. A lighter Sruthy used to burst into grin, when she was sure that I have lost the argument. But this time situation was different. We both knew she has won the argument. But conquest wasn’t the first concern.

“Krishna, you just shut up, And leave me alone” Blood has turned into tears, she was struggling to control her tears.

“Sruthy, relax.  I won’t utter a word ..”

“Better, now leave me alone.” She interrupted even before I could finish.

I stud up, as if it was a reflex, I didn't wanted to leave. I just moved some places far, I took a chair,  we both could still make eye contact.

I was staring at her with a ‘what to next’ expression. She turned back with a sudden stir of rejection. How can I just leave things as such. She is my life, she is my love.

She was in love too. Queerly It wasn't me. A so called triangle love story.

My close friend who had to play the strong role of foe in this tale is unconscious behind the opaque glass door.

Three of our fate was hanging on the three letters written on the door – ICU.

He needed blood transfusion almost every day. It was her strong decision to donate blood today, irrespective of her marginal health conditions. She was weak.

I was happy for him to receive her blood, which  has millions of corpuscles bound with her love. Far better than anyone else’s blood.

But she was equally weak. She hasn't eaten properly from the day he was hospitalized.  And I couldn't control but blame her when I saw her pale eyes when she came out of transfusion room. I wasn't sure to find another donor, I was sure that what she did was the right thing, and also I knew I am at the loser side of the argument. But still we broke open in to arguments.

In front of ICU, parted by a lot of empty chairs, I was staring at her. I was remembering the climax seen of ‘Kal ho Na ho’ movie.

A lot different, I never expected such a tragic situation to happen in life. That too never in my life.

While we struggle with an equilibrium in life, fate enters unpredictably with a Le Chatelier's principle.