It was one fine evening of June, Dr. Goswami was planing to start for home. He looked up and rain drops
tapped on his thick glasses. It started to drizzle.
Dr. Goswami started thinking
for a moment while clearing his glasses. After deeply analysing the
intensity of rain and the distance, he has to cover. He kicked his scooter couple of times and left.
Wind and rain slashed
at Dr. Goswami as he approached his house. After parking his scooter and covering,
it with a big plastic. He entered his house fully drenched.
Off course, his
analysis went wrong. A stream of rain was splattering on the patio and then a bolt of lightning lit
up the bedroom. There was no electricity.
He dried himself and prepared a warm cup of
tea. While sipping his tea, he picked up today’s newspaper and started reading
it in dim candle light.
“Bamm..Bamm”, someone knocked the door
with full force. Dr. Goswami, who sailing through stars by now stumbled upon earth.
The speed of knocking was increasing with time. He adjusted his glasses, looked
at his wrist watch with ajar eyes and started walking towards door in dilemma.
“Thudd..” Sound came, as someone on the other side
pushed the door with full force and Dr. Goswami hit the chair few meters away from main door.
“Doctor Shahab, please help me, I have
been shot. Please help..” a panicked voice hit his ear drums, while he searching
for his glasses.
After his glasses back on, he saw the
man was approaching towards him with a gun in his right hand. Dr. Goswani was frozen
for a moment before he realised the man was shaking his shoulders and pleading for
help.
“I can’t..” Dr. Goswami broke the silence.
These were his first words this evening.
“Why? Can’t you see I am bleeding” it
was a loud agonizing voice.
“I don’t know..”
Dr. Goswami replied.
“Don’t play
smart with me.. There is a doctor board outside your door..” The man pointed his
gun on Goswami’s head.
“I told you
I cannot, I don’t even know proper first aid..” Goswami shouted in fear.
“Don’t lie,
you have to take out this bullet and save me. If I die you die..Doctor” Man
held his collar and shouted.
“Why don’t you
understand? I am a doctor but not a medical one. I just have a doctorate degree
in literature you fool. “ Goswami yelled.
Bas itni si
kahani thi meri J
