The notification was from the hospital. There was an emergency. Some parts of the building collapsed due to which I had to rush towards that place. A group of doctors including me had to be there near the construction place.
The whole place was chaotic. People running here and there. As soon as I went near the dusty air hit me and my eyes watered due to it. I could hear the sirens sound loudly as I went inside.
Many people were crying and begging to save their family. My eyes filled with tears seeing the scene. The whole scene was filled with agony. People crying for help here and there. And their eyes filled with fear, fearing no one will save them.
I pulled myself together and got ready to help. I started going towards people who require my help. A lady was crying holding her child who was around 12 or 13 years old was scared and his vulnerable gaze met mine. His whole head was covered in blood.
"Doctor please save my child." She cried and shoved the child towards me. Her eyes filled with fear and begging me to help her.
I was determined to save him at any cost. First I cleaned his wound using alcohol making sure not to hurt him more. I was assuring him throughout the process making him less terrified of the situation. Then bandaged his head. He needed stitches but it was not possible for me to do it here in the open.
I took him and the lady towards the ambulance made them sit inside. She just held my soft hand with her rough one and conveyed her blessings through her eyes, gratitude filled in them.
Then again I started running towards the building. As I ran, dust coated my skin and my eyes ache due to dust.
I started running towards a girl who was stuck under a big wooden piece. The dust was making it hard for me to see my surroundings. But somehow I went there wearing a mask due to dust.
The girl's terrified gaze met mine. I somehow pushed the wooden piece. While pushing that rough wood my hands got hurt and I could see the scratches formed on my hand. It was hurting but the girl's pain made me forget about mine.
I lifted her and made her head lie on my shoulders. Then I was about to go near the ambulance. When I heard some cracking sound from above me.
When I craned my neck upwards I saw the ceiling was about to fall on us. The shock made me paralyzed and I was unable to move. Everything felt slowed down.
I could hear someone telling me to move from there but I was very traumatized to even move. I felt the dust everywhere. The ceiling was almost close to crushing me when someone pulled me hard to the side.
"What were you thinking standing there ? Do you have a death wish or something ?" I heard a voice which was filled with so much anger that a shiver went through me.
I slowly turned towards the man who saved me. A tall man stood wearing formals. His hair was messy as if he ran through it many times. His face was covered with dust. His green eyes were filled with rage. But I could sense the anxiety and worry towards me and everything happening around me.
He kept on saying something but I had lost my senses and I felt numb. Death was almost near me. All the memories and moments passed through my eyes as if I almost died.
I just kept staring at him. Maybe he realized that I am not in my senses and gently took the girl from me whom I was carrying from that time but I had forgotten. And called someone and gave the girl to a different doctor.
Then he gently held my hand in his warm rough hand and took me near an ambulance. He gave me water to drink which I finished in one gulp. He sat beside me giving a blanket and wrapped around me providing me a sense of security.
Then he kept on rubbing my back trying to bring me back to reality. But I felt my connection has been cut with reality. I was watching everything around me. Everywhere I saw one or the other person was in pain.
And here I am acting selfishly and thinking about myself not caring about others. Then it hit me that I am always this selfish thinking only about myself and about others.
After that I started to take deep breaths to calm myself and pull myself together. For a few minutes I just sat there, my legs shaking due to anxiety. After that I felt better then I stood up.
"I am alright." I told him my voice coming stronger even though I felt weak at that time.
I think he looked surprised with my revelation. Or maybe with some doubts after what I went through. But I didn't dwell on it.
Then without turning towards him I started helping as much as I could. He tried stopping me but this is not the time for a pity party.
Everything passed in a blur. There were 20 to 30 people injured. After giving them the basic first aid we sent them all to the hospital. It was not possible for me alone. I made sure to have someone beside me so that the other person won't get hurt.
Then the chaos slowly came to an end. The moon was peeking through the clouds. The sky was devoid of stars as if it was angry at the situation that took place and was not ready to show its beauty towards anyone. The situation became even more gloomier than it was.
All the people from that construction company thanked us. But my mind was elsewhere. I was looking for the mysterious man who saved my life and gave me comfort at that time. I was searching for him everywhere. And was disappointed when I didn't find him.
After getting over my disappointment for not finding him. I decided to head home. As I didn't have any vehicle and the cabs were not available, one of my friends dropped me home.
As soon as I entered my house I was bombarded with questions.
"Nyra what happened to you? Are you alright?" My mother asked me concerned, filled her eyes and was making sure nothing happened to me.
I was not in the position to respond to her. So I just nodded my head and went inside. They didn't further question me because they knew if something happened at work I would be closed off for a while.
First I went to take a shower. The hot water fell on me, making me warm. The water started heating too much and was hurting my skin. But I just stood there because I felt like I deserved it.
I felt as though it is easier to be in pain than to look at it. Not being able to help them. But what is making me angry the most is how the pain affected me. Pain changes people. Sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad. We don't know what one is going through until we stand in their shoes. Sometimes the simplest situations can hurt you to a great extent.
After standing in the shower for an hour and when I felt blisters on my skin I came out. I stood in front of the mirror looking at all the red marks covering my body. I didn't feel anything. My eyes were empty , it felt like I was looking at a dead person's eyes. Then I started getting dressed, not able to look at myself more.
I slept on the bed. But sleep was far away from me. The lavender scented candle which I had lit for calming me was not working at all. Instead the smell was suffocating me. Every time my bed and pillow would provide me with warmth but today it felt cold as though both things were angry at me.
The moon with whom I shared everything was hiding behind the clouds as if saying to me that it will not listen to my pain.
Then I started having flashbacks of all the events that happened today. And I started sweating, feeling scared. Then the part came where the mysterious man helped me. His words started calming me down.
After that my breathing slowed down and all the events took a toll on me and I fell into deep sleep.
I was in the middle of the forest. Everywhere I saw, it was filled with huge trees which were touching the sky. I ran for a while to escape this. But it was never ending. It felt as though I am coming back to the same place.
It was very dark too. Except for the moonlight, there was no light at all. Leaves crunched under my feet as I took each step. I was gasping for breath after running for a while. After walking for a while, I couldn't find anything but trees.
Then I heard it. A snap of the twig. My back straightened and I became stiff thinking it was some animal. I slowly turned around to see a silhouette of a man. He had camouflage himself in the dark night. I could only see the outline of his body. He was tall. Maybe an inch taller than me.
As he took a step towards me, I took a step back. He again came forward and I kept going backwards. Then he stopped. I could hear my heart beating miles per minute. I froze too when he stopped walking.
Then he did something unexpected. I thought he wanted to hurt me. But he forwarded his hand and gestured to me to take his hand. I kept my hands glued to my side, not making an effort to take it. Again he gestured to me to take it. When I refused to take it. He took my hands in his hands.
I was not ready for the contact and I flinched. He held my cold hands and turned around and started walking, dragging me with him. I was unable to keep up with his long strides. But somehow I was able to. After walking for a while, without any exchange of words. We reached a road.
And I could somehow see my house clearly. Even though there was no forest around my house. That stranger left my hand and started walking back to that forest.
"Hey who are you?" I shouted towards him.
He stopped and turned towards me. In the moonlight, I couldn't see his face properly. But his eyes were visible. His green eyes shone like emeralds under the moonlight.
I felt as though I had seen him somewhere. But I couldn't remember him.
"You are alright now." He said in a low voice and walked away without any other words.
Even his voice felt familiar, yet strange. I then turned around to go to my house. When I turned around, I shouted because the same green eyed guy was standing.
I woke up gasping for breath. In the end, I was able to see the guy's face. It was the same guy who saved me yesterday. I fell back on my bed and kept staring at the ceiling. I couldn't think of anything. My mind was completely blank.
Did he want to save me or harm me? What does this dream even mean?
What do you'll think about this chapter? Hope you'll like it.
Who do you think the stranger is and why did he come in Nyra's dream ?
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