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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER 6

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 6:- “ H ave anyone informed the police?” A strong and firm voice came down through the stairs and started preliminary diagnosis of the injured patient lying on the stretcher, with his stethoscope. Dr.Amitabha Biswas, one of the top neurosurgeons in India, aged thirty five, wearing the as usual doctor uniform, rimless spectacles on his eyes was not only checking the senseless person but also had a quick look on the nearby persons. “I know Mr.Sushant the SP” Naresh remarked in the middle of checking. “Hmm. Its better you call him now. We are running out of time. He needs to be operated right now.” Dr.Amitabha said clearly to all of them. With immediate effect Mr.Naresh bring out his cell and called the required person at that moment. He can hear the phone was ringing. “Hello. SP Sushant Ranjan speaking.” “Sir. I am Naresh from Vishrantwadi. I hope you can remember me.” “ Yes yes. Te

OUTSIDER-CHAPTER 6




OUTSIDER


FICTION BY 


RAKESH SAHA




Chapter 6:-


Have anyone informed the police?”

A strong and firm voice came down through the stairs and started preliminary diagnosis of the injured patient lying on the stretcher, with his stethoscope.

Dr.Amitabha Biswas, one of the top neurosurgeons in India, aged thirty five, wearing the as usual doctor uniform, rimless spectacles on his eyes was not only checking the senseless person but also had a quick look on the nearby persons.

“I know Mr.Sushant the SP” Naresh remarked in the middle of checking.

“Hmm. Its better you call him now. We are running out of time. He needs to be operated right now.” Dr.Amitabha said clearly to all of them.

With immediate effect Mr.Naresh bring out his cell and called the required person at that moment. He can hear the phone was ringing.

“Hello. SP Sushant Ranjan speaking.”

“Sir. I am Naresh from Vishrantwadi. I hope you can remember me.”

“ Yes yes. Tell me what happened in this early morning.”

“Sir I am right now with Dr.Amitabha at J M Memorial hospital. Kindly talk to him.”

The mobile was handed over to the most dependable person at that moment.

Though the doctor was firmed with the rules and regulations but still he was able to understand the intensity of the crisis at that hour. He had observed the little fellow with her deepest anxiety yet with a blink of hope.

“This patient is severely injured and we need to hurry up now. Since this is a hit and run case, we need you to be here. If you give us your consent then we can start our work. Meanwhile the paper works can be done.” Dr. Amitabha explained.

“Don’t worry doctor. I have heard about you before and I trust you with my experience. You can start your work. First the patient should be recovered. We will support you. I will come there personally to go through the matter. All the needful will be done in a timely manner. You just start the operation quickly.”

“Thank you sir”

While hearing the last sentence from the determined doctor, Naina got relieved. Her mind and soul was feeling a touch of hope again which was reflecting in her eyes. Both of them can sense each other without having a single discussion.

“Don’t worry. Have faith” ..consoling the little girl with a firm look the doctor had moved towards the operation theatre while the other doctors and nurses were following him.

Light were on just after a few moments and a silent wait started within their mind.

“ Naina you take care of your mother. Let me bring some tea for us.”

“Ok Uncle”

Naina sat beside her mother, touched her hand. Both of them were unable to control their tears. Naina leant her head on her mother’s lap. She was agonized by the frightful truth which brought her memory in front of her, made her exhausted and tired. 

Slowly the little soul closed her eyes whispering ……    “Baba”

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