I and Sakshi,both 20 years,4 months and 35 days old.I always remember our birthday because we were born on the same day. We haven’t stopped being friends since, we were never apart,we were practically related. and you know We were born in the same hospital too,maybe our mothers bed’s had been opposite each other.then we went to the same nursery, primary college,secondary college and we had been all set to go to the same Engineering college.
It was just after we started our third semester that I notice the changes. At first she was abnormally quiet and really sharp, I just assumed she was overwhelmed with work, then it got worse, she started to ignore me. She barely spoke to me at college and she never answered my phone calls. It was at this point I started to think it was something I’d done. I tried to apologies but every time I went round there her mother said she was busy. I knew something was up, Sakshi wouldn’t make out that I’d dropped out of existence for no reason but what could I so? I decided to keep my eye on her at college, where she couldn’t avoid me. At first she just seemed to be herself, smiling, being pleasant, acting normal and I wondered if maybe I’d just imagined all that other stud outside college. However a few weeks later I noticed her marks started to drop. It was only little things at first, a 45 where there should have been an 70, a 47% that should have been 70%. Things slowly got worse as the weeks went by. She was getting 10 marks out of 40 in a class test.where there it should have been 35, having to stay behind after class.I tried talking to teachers and students but none of them knew what was going on. I longed to help her but with her ignoring me what could I so? I decided to just let her behaviour run its course, maybe it was just a phase and would eventually pass. All the same I could feel that something was telling me that something really bad was going to happen,and that something was right. It wasn’t until a week before the semester exams were due to start that it happened. I was sitting in hostel going through notes, Sakshi and I had been massive bookworms when we were together. Now normally I would going through but tonight I was finding it hard to concentrate. I couldn’t stop thinking about Sakshi, I felt a fool just sitting here letting whatever was eating away at her go on. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by my mobile ringing. Without looking at the screen I picked up “Hello Sakshi…” I said in a rush.
There was silence down the phone for a few moments then a shaky almost tearful voice answered “Sagar…it’s Sakshi's mom here”.My heart skipped a beat, Sakshi’s mom! What could she want? I held my voice steady as I replied “what can I do for you Aunty”. I prayed in that one moment that it was a question about the exams or she wanted to talk to my mom, I would have settled for anything but what was coming. Sakshi's mother paused for a moment then, with her voice shaking and almost crying she said, “I’m in the hospital Sagar…it’s Sakshi”. I didn’t let her finish, I hung up the phone and bolted down the stairs and out the front door. I made it to the hospital in 20 minuets by running all the way.
I hurtled through the main doors with a vicious look from one of the nurses. Ignoring her I ran over to the reception desk. I was so out of breath I thought my throat was on fire. “Please…” I said with very respectful attitude “I need to see Sakshi…it’s urgent”. The receptionist gave me a disapproving look over her spectacles “are you a family member?” she asked with clipped tone. I rolled my eyes, I couldn’t believe she was asking me this “No…” I said desperately “but…”.
“It’s alright” said a voice behind me I turned to see Sakshi's mom had appeared in the door way. I felt a huge sense of relief as I ran over to her , quietly she led me thought the double doors into the waiting room. Then before I could say anything, Sakshi's mother, the strong reliable Sakshi's mother burst into tears and flung her arms around me. I looked up at her “what is it Aunty?” I asked desperate to know “tell me what’s going on”. Sakshi's mother looked at me out of her tearful eyes “Sakshi taken an overdose” she said with an extremely shaky voice. I stopped and stared at her, I couldn’t speak, I couldn’t breath then everything went dark. I must have blacked out after that because the next think I knew Sakshi's mother was shaking me. I sat up feeling as though I’d just dropped 24 stories in an elevator. Sakshi's mother placed her hand on my shoulder tenderly, I looked up at her “where’s Sakshi?” I asked, my voice trembling now. Solemnly Sakshi's mother said “she’s in the operating theatre”. I just sat there still not believing it, Sakshi taking an overdose? That wasn’t the girl I knew. I looked up at Sakshi's mother, a look of pure desperation in my eyes “what can we do?” I asked. Sakshi's mother just shook her head, “they say there’s nothing we can do but wait”. I stared at her disbelievingly, WAIT! My best friend was in there possibly dieing and they wanted us just to wait.
Sakshi's mother sat down on a chair with her head in her hands. “My little girl” she sobbed “my poor little girl”. I just stood there feeling like such an idiot,I should have seen what was coming, I should have known what was going on. Sakshi was my best friend and I had left her to deal with it on her own. Not being able to focus I paced the room like a mad man.
After what felt like an eternity a doctor walked through the double doors accompanied by a nurse. I looked up at him, this was it. This was the man who could make all the difference. He held all the cards, he held the judgement over Sakshi’s life. He looked at Sakshi's mother and then at me.I remember everything about him, his voice was all flat and monotonic like a zombie and he twitched his face as through what he had to say would hurt him more than us. He stood there fore a moment and then in the silence,and he spoke........
[ REST VERY SOON.......].... :)
P.S : This is the work of fiction,any similarity or likeness to any events or persons living or dead is purely coincidental. :)
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