When Arunava reached the 'Chandannagar Sub-Divisional Hospital' at last it was 5:30 in the morning. Shivangi had gone into a coma, the doctors who attended her told Arunava. After admitting her he called up Upendra Ghosh. He was in Mumbai, attending a meeting. He'd be catching the next available flight to Kolkata, he said. He didn't seemed to be much worried about his wife, though he feigned it. It was everything Arunava could do at the moment. He knew his heart would bleed whenever he'd think of her. Would she survive this time? The doctors said chances were very rare. Arunava was upto his ears in work, otherwise he could've taken few days off and attended her. Though he knew his over-enthusisam would be unexplainable to Upendra and cause problems between the husband-wife again. It wasn't long that they had been reconciled. How could he allow himself to play gooseberry ?

Arunava himself got fourteen stitches, ten at the back of his head, four on his side temple. CT scan showed all n