"Ek andekha, ajeeb sa ehsaas hai,
khud se zyada unpar vishwas hai,
na poocha kabhi unhone kuch bhi,
phir bhi dil ko bas unka hi aabhaas hai."

-Vaidehi
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Yashdev sat on one of the long chairs in the hospital corridor, his posture rigid despite the exhaustion weighing heavily on him. The sterile white walls, the faint smell of antiseptic, and the distant sounds of hospital activity surrounded him, yet his attention was fixed on a single closed door, the ward where Drishtika’s tests were still ongoing. With every passing minute, his restlessness grew more evident. His leg bounced incessantly, the sharp tap of his foot against the floor betraying the storm raging inside him.