I reached the hospital at a quarter to six. I walked upto the receptionist, who I have to admit was, kinda cute(Seriously. I have you seen hospital receptionists lately??!). I told her I was looking for Malvika."Last name?", she enquired.
"Uhh.. I have no clue", I answered, looking quite flummoxed.
"No full name, no access. This is a hospital. Patients' personal information is confidential", she stated as a matter-of-factly.
Then like a guardian angel, a nurse came to my rescue." Oh I remember you! you're that guy, who brought in that girl with a broken foot this morning!", she looked at the receptionist, and went "this is the the guy who broke that girl's foot in room 805".
"Ohohooo!", the receptionist exclaimed. "Well, as you might've heard, she's in room 805. 'll let her know, you're on your way up". I thanked her and began to walk towards the elevators, when she said"Hey! Listen, if things dont work out too well between you and broken foot girl, well gimme a call sometime. Here's my number", she said handing out a little slip with her number scribbled untidily onto it. She winked at me, and I continued walking, wondering if my day could get any crazier.
The Doctor was examining her foot when I walked in. "Aaah",said the doctor whose baritone was almost identical to that of Sir Ian Mckellen."And what do we have here Malvika? Boyfriend, I s'pose?", he said, his voice tinkling with laughter.
"Haha, no no doctor. He's a friend.. a very close one infact", she said wiinking at me.
Crap. I'd forgotten how stunningly beautiful she looked. Her dark black hair, fell gracefully onto her shoulders, in the form of rounded curls in the front, and sleek at the back. Her eyes, pierced right through me, for some odd reason made me go weak in the knees. Her lips curved into this gorgeous smile, and deep inside, I knew, that this girl was everything I wanted.
"Helloooo??"
I snapped back to reality. The doctor and Malvika, were looking at me, curiously. It was then I realised that I had this incredibly sad grin on my face. "prprrprprppbb!", I said trying to change the subject."Oh Kay, I think I'll make my move now. You going to be here for another day?",I asked her, trying not to go pink with embarrasment.
Before she could say anything, the doctor said," Oh no. She can go home today. Please do take care of yourself now, will you darling?,", he looked at malvika. Old man hitting on a 20 something girl. Disgusting bastard.
"Oh yeah, sure doc, Ill be o-o-", she paused.
"what happened?", the perverted doc and I asked in unison.
"I just realised that I dont have a ride home, especially in this condition. My room mate's out of town, and I live a good half an hour from here. I dont know what to do!", she said putting her head in her hands.
The doctor turned to me,"Young man, do YOU have a vehicle?"
"I d-d-d-o-o-do" sir", I stammered.
"Excellent! Malvika, this young man here would gladly offer to drop you home!", he exclaimed.
"Wait. What??", I said in utter bewilderment.
"Oh that would be sooo helpful and sweeeett!!", she screamed happily.
Now this is the point where good sense and gut feelings come into place. Normally, gut feelings work for you, but in my case its always been, the other way 'round. Just like everything else in my life. On one hand,The good sense, was telling me to get the eff outta there.But, as usual, The lousy gut feeling, as always, took over.
"Sure. Why not? Lemme get that for you."
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Getting Malvika to the car turned out to be quite a task. She wouldnt stay still for a single moment, and she kept rambling on and on and on and on. When we eventually did get her to the car, she shut up. If only for a bit.
The drive back to Malvika's house was an education in fashion. Malvika kept fussing over her cast, and how doctors had no sense of fashion whatsoever, and that the cast wasnt going to go with any of her wardrobe.
We reached Malvika's house by 8. And curse our stinking luck, the lift was under maintainance.. "Which floor do you live on?", I asked, preparing myself for the worst. "The 4th", she said almost instantaneously. 4Th floor. Not too bad. Not too good either. And in one swift motion, I swung her onto my arms and started walking. She looked surprised at first, but then she understood it was the only way. And this most certainly did not help my situation.
After much panting, and climbing, we made it to her apartment. I gently, made her touch the ground with the good foot and slowly helped her down with the other. We kept our eyes, locked onto each other, without saying a word.
Her apartment was a 2 BHK with a balcony overlooking a small lake. It was decorated, with cutouts of fluffy teddy bears, Scooby and Shaggy, and some Dilbert as well. Wow. Girl's got a very varied taste.
I helped her onto her bed, and made sure she had everything she needed. I gave her my no, and asked her to give me a call, If she needed anything. I decided to make my move, and so I left.
I reached my house at a quarter to 10. I put on some Mozart, changed into my night clothes, and got into bed. Within minutes I was asleep.
At half past two, my cell phone rang, scaring me half to death. I picked up, feeling groggy, and grumbled, " 'Ello?"
"Hello?? Araan??", I jumped as I recognised Malvika's voice, "Listen, I wanted to talk to you about something. Can you get over here now? Please hurry! Its urgent!", and she put the phone down, without even giving me a chance to open my mouth.
I stared at the phone and then looked at the clock. It was round 2 45. I could get to her place in like 10. And she probably wouldnt call, unless it was something urgent.
I washed up, picked up my jacket, and walked outta the door, got into my car and made my way to Malvika's house.
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