"What is it doctor?", I asked trying to embrace yet another shock he was suppose to give me.

"This lady here is not a doctor.", Dr. Subramania said.

Hmm.. Okay! But was that suppose to be a shock?

"She is your wife who have been ardently sitting beside your bed since last 4 weeks, day and night, taking care of you like a mother would take care of her baby. Who better than your better half to share with you the  part of memories you made with her?", Dr. Subramania says.

"What?", I gulped. "I am married?", I looked at her. Her eyes were glued to the bedsheet on the bed while the tear drops travelled from her eyes via her nose and fell on them.

This was in deed a bigger shock to me. Marriage? It's called the big day of life. How can I forgot that as well? Am I supposed to believe everything they feed me? 

But you don't have any other source to confirm as well.

"Are... Are you sure doctor?", I fumbled upon my words.

The doctor nods yes whereas Sana on the other hand sobbed a little loudly still looking down. Oh God! She is a crying mess since the time the doctors entered the room. Why would a stranger cry like this? May be she really is my wife.

"Please be calm Mrs. Rahane. That's all we have to say as of now Sidharth. I suppose you would want to spend some time with your wife. Will see you around soon after sometime. But before that do you have something to ask us as of now?", Dr. Subramania said.

That's all? That was a hell lot. How do I sink in so much? It's just like a movie wherein the actor starts running when he was small and tadaa.. he is all grown-up and still running.

"Is there a manual on how to process the gap of 9 years after Amnesia?", I asked a little sarcastically. I know I sound crazy but I am going nuts.

"We wish we could help Sidharth. Just an advise be calm and don't bombard your mind with too many questions. Keep the pressure off your head and let the things sink in slowly. We understand it's a sudden change and you would be curious as well. But go slow", Dr. Subramania said.

Hmm.. don't bombard your mind. Look who is talking? The person himself who demolished my thinking ability. Saying 'we can understand' is the best thing people can do to sympathize but only a person going through knows how freaking painful it is. Well I chose to nod my head to the doctor's advice.

"Take care and Mrs. Rahane take some rest. Everything will be alright", Dr. Iyer said as they all left.

It was just me and her now in the ward. Though it was just us even before the doctor entered, this time the situation was different. It was awkward.. for me ofcourse. I wonder what she is thinking about all this.

I look at her through the corner of my eyes. What do I speak to her? I don't know when I married her but it feels like I just married to a stranger.

That means, I was drooling over my own wife all this time. I feel so.. so weird. I don't know how do I react. I studied for the subject named Gunjan and now when I got the exam paper, it's for the subject named Sana?

Gunjan! What has happened to her in these 9 years? She must have been married and having kids as well. Oh boy! It's so painful to imagine your love marrying someone else. The love with whom you don't even remembering proposing or breaking up. It must have been very painful earlier but now I have other pain along which is making it look less painful.

Will I be ever able to accept that I am married? What kind of girl is Sana? Was it a love marriage? Hmm.. I don't have parents who would take up the responsibility of arranging so might be love marriage. But how could I forget Gunjan so easily that I married someone else?

Questions, questions and more questions!! I only have questions and no answers for even one of it. It's like running on a thread mill for hours yet reaching nowhere.

Arghhh.. My head is pounding. I held my head in my hand and shrieked. She got up quickly and placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Are you alright? What's happening? Should I call the doctor?", She said panicking.

"No, I am fine. It's just a headache.", I said.

"Please don't stress your mind too much. You need to rest. Please lie back on the bed now.", She said being worried.

I nodded and she helped me to lie down by supporting my head. She adjusted my pillow properly under my head and pulled the blanket over until my chest.

"You were on IV fluid so you might be not feeling hungry but do you want something?", She asked.

I looked at her face. She had cried a lot all this time. Her nose was pink, eyes were red and the nerves on her temple had popped out to show how badly she had cried. It must be so painful and difficult for her to see me like this.

"Yes, One large veggie paneer burger loaded with double cheese slices and mayonnaise please. Also a regular chilled coke.", I said.

"What?", She looked at me in shock. "You aren't suppose to eat all this."

"I know..", I said with a grin.

A slight smile escaped her lips when she learnt that I was joking.

"I got what I wanted though", I said.

"What?" She asked confused.

"The smile on your face.", I said.

She smiled yet again only to turn around quickly and sob uncontrollably. I immediately got up and sat straight. Ouch! My chest hurts! But wait buddy, she is my first priority now. I have to console her.

"Ms. Sana, please don't cry. It's a request. Please. What has happened, has happened. Though I don't remember anything about us and our relationship, the last thing I wish to see would be you crying. My heart aches when you cry.", I said to her.

She immediately shut her mouth and wiped her eyes. She tuned around and looked into my eyes.

"Your heart belongs to me so please don't dare to say such things. (Lowers her eyes) Don't stress yourself.", She said.

Her facial expressions changed as her eyes wide opened in shock as she looked at my chest. I looked down and there was a blood stain on the gown.

"Oh God! Did you put pressure on the wound?", She asked strictly like a school teacher.

"I think I did when I got up suddenly." I said with a puppy face.

"You had a heart surgery and if you remember the doctor said it takes around 6-8 weeks for the wound to heal. If you are careless like this, it will take longer than that.", She said sternly again.

"Sorry", I said like a scared kid. She looked super hot with that angry attitude and I was behaving like a puppy infront of her. She was now sanitising her hands.

"Huh! Sorries wont work everytime. Now take off your gown.", She said

"What?" I gulped in shock.

"Aaa.. I mean, slide the gown so that I can do the re-dressing of that wound.", She said nervously.

"You? Why can't any other nurse do it?", I said to her fumbling.

"They've thought me to do the wound dressing. You were supposed to be discharged in a week's time but since you were unconscious, they kept you here in the hospital itself. I have been doing your dressing since 3 weeks now.", She said to me.

"Aaa.. okay! What about other nurse jobs?" I asked with a shakey voice. I slid my gown and she started removing the old bandage.

"Yes, those as well. Can you lift your hands?", She said. I lifted my hands.

"Like?" I gulped nervously.

"Like checking your temperature, applying medicine on wounds, giving sponge bath, changing the urine bag when it was full, monitoring your bowel movements..", She said while cleaning the wound carefully. I hissed and she froze.

"Sorry!", She said with a puppy face.

"Please don't be sorry. I am sorry since you had to do all these.", I said looking at her face which was just few inches away from me.

I was drooling over her external beauty all this time but she was so beautiful from inside. I wish I remembered everything.  About how I turned so lucky to have this beautiful soul in my life?

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To be continued.. ❤️❤️