Catching Dreams - part 2.

This is the first time after a long time, after 2nd semester, that i have decided to work late night. The reason was to complete the paper that we are going to send to a conference. not much time was left, and we have got plenty of work to do. we were struggling to lead over time. Though, the reason i stayed back is this, i ended up writing a post to my blog. its been a long time since a made a sincere contribution to my blog, many were asking abt that but i answer them with nothing but a smile. now, that i have decided to write something, its time for me to think wut to write. i know i am capable of writing a qualified crap without thinking also, but this time i thot i wud put some efforts in thinking before going to key in that. i leaned over my keyboard with the earphones glued to my ears. a song from superR was wut i was listening to... wut i remember after that was that the beats of the song were vanishing and i cud hear nothing but silence after sometime. i thot the time has cooled down a bit, tired of running. felt that everything on earth has paused.
all of a sudden i felt a hit on my back. like a thunderbolt. i opened my eyes and woke up in panik!! before i can turn around, i felt a strong fist on my neck that shocked my entire body. i thot its purna who is taking revenge of the slap i gave him yesterday. before i can think further... a massive blow hit on the back of my knee and i collapsed on to the ground throwing the revolving chair that i was sitting to the corner of the room. i knew that it wasnt purna. i felt another blow on the back. i felt the sting which caused pain. the pain was spreading... and it speread fast. then i felt a heavy shoe shot into my ribs. i cant defend now. but i thot atleast i can atleast see wut was that hurting me like hell. then i felt another slam in my ribs. and it was hard to breathe for me. i thot of calling soemone and lift my head to find a strong strike on the back of my head. i felt a chisel running throught my scalp, and a warm red river was running through my hair. and it smelled terrible. i saw an iron rod that fell beside me before i saw darkness. and after that i felt nothing. not even single pain. my mind was trying to say something, it was trying to send some news... but rest of the head was
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my mind was trying to say something, it was trying to send some news, trying to give some news of great importance, but the pain in my skull was so agonising that i felt like someone was hammering on my skull, and stopping my mind to communicate. i opened my eyes to find my self staring at a white cieling fan and bright white ceiling. i closed my eyes and experienced this feeling that i never felt. that some one was driving a road roller on my head. My mind was fighting my disability to tell me something, but it has accepted his defeat. and it slept.
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it was heavy. it was paining like hell. i struggled to open my eyes and found the same cieling fan looking at me and showing pity. and my head which was light till now started to grow heavy. and it started paining. a stinging pain was wut i felt as i started to think. as my mind started to tell me something. and i whispered to my self 'some one was killing me'. and got the answer... "so you are awake!!", i turned my ten thousand kgs head to my right and found a wall, four feets away. then i looked to my left over my left shoulder and found a middle aged woman in white uniform. i am in hospital. and suddenly that stinking smell of dettol and medicines made me feel sick. i started to sit up, and the destructing pain in the back made me to recollect wut happened... the whole scene flashed onto my mind screen... as the flashback they show in telugu movies. yah!! with the ripples in the starting and at the end. and now i said it loud 'some one was killing me'. then she came to me in a jump to hold me. 'ayyoooo... dont get up'. wut i noticed first in her was silver cross that was hanging in her neck. she was about 45. and she was fair with brown eyes filled with the affection towards me. i cud see the pity and the anger at the same time. i read them and they said to me... 'just lay down. dont dare to get up. u lil brat!!'. and my mind send another message again. 'she is a mallu!!', 'she is very good at heart', 'she was taking care of u'. and i asked her "since how many days i was here??". she replied "somebody admitted you here yesterday night. you were unconcious then. your leg was fractured, your body swelled badly and your head was bleeding like a pump. they gave you pain killers and stiched your head. everything is fine. the fractured leg needs two weeks to set right, as it was not that serious. lay down there and try to sleep. Dr.Gowri Sankar is on his final rounds of the day. he will see you, in a while", and while taking to me she kept her hand on my head, which reminded me of mom, and her care. i closed my eyes.
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i cud hardly sleep vth all the things running through my head. all the things that happened were like the frames of a movie vch is not edited. then suddenly the silence in the room got disturbed vth some one calling me. i opened my eyes and found this guy coming to me, in white overcoat. he looked more like a movie hero than a doctor. he looked too young to be a doctor, and me, started staring at him. he has got sharp features. he wore a pleasant smile vch made him more handsome. he came to me and said " you seem to be alright, bravo!!, somebody is waiting outside to see you".
"my friends!!" i said.
"no, he is elder to you, looks like hez a foreigner" he replied. and vacated the room.

i cud see this, from the window... sun was signing off and is about to call it a day. and the night is making its final touchups and getting ready to the monogue in which he is the protagonist. it was going to be a long nite for me. i was expecting my friends to be here. 'are they aware of this fact dat i am here','do they know wut happened to me', 'they are searching for me?','is there anyone who informed them abt me?'... there were lot of questions and thots storming in my mind... and the question which was lingering was 'wut happened to me in my lab??'. "They beat you badly just to frighten you" a husky voice spoke, it was that guy in tuxedo, who came to my room. now he is in casual wear. fair. charming. moustache, grey beard. all were there. but... elegance and cigar. both were missing. i cud see the swolen eyes filled vth pity, anger, frustration and anguish. his eyes were shouting... 'i drunk alott today. i am very frustrated. i donno wut to do. i am confused'. vengeance wus wut his eyes were casting, to say exactly. fear has stopped me to talk anything to him. he contineud vth the drunken voice... "they came to frighten you. they are trying to stop you from helping me. but dont worry. i will take care of you from now. they came to know abt the visit of mine to your room. and they followed you. dont be terrified. u r safe aslong as you are vth me"...... i was gazing. i was puzzled. 'wut the hell, he is talking'. 'this man is drunk. drunk as skunk.' i asked him... i thot i will ask him... 'who are you??, how u know me? wut r u doing here? and wut the crap u r sayin?? get the hell out of here. i dont want to talk to you. just get the hell out of here.' and i said...
'who are you??'
he replied... "they call me, The Godfather!!"
i was gazin at him.
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'Don Corleone'
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i was confused. then i felt a slap on my back... i looked back. it was purna. he said "inka le. lets go".

i was in my lab. leaning over the keyboard.
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U2-vertigo was pumping out of the speakers.
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purna was staring at me.