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residual milky liquid at the bottom. She picked it up and poured the drops onto her palm and tasted it. Manav had dispersed the tablet in the glass that contained few ounces of water to form a dense solution which he could inject directly into his bloodstream for an immediate effect. She placed the glass and the tablet strip on a rack and turned to look at Manav who was unconscious… sleeping!
    Was this supposed to be a suicide attempt?
    She wanted to make sure that things were still controllable, so she called her friend who was a doctor at a multispecialty hospital in Thane.
    The call was answered quickly and a thick voice answered excitedly from the other end ‘Hey Pakhi, how are you?’
    ‘Shweta, I am sorry I needed to something urgently.’ She put forth in an anxious tone.
    ‘What is wrong dear? You sound so tense.’ The doctor replied.
    ‘Can sleeping pills be used to commit suicide?’
    ‘What? Why are you asking such a question, please do not do anything stupid!’ Shweta exploded from the other end thinking that her friend was about to commit an act of self-satisfaction.
    ‘Just tell me… It is my friend here. He has injected a solution of sleeping pills into his body.’ She explained looking at the unconscious body of Manav.
    ‘What drug is it? Please check the constituents and tell me.’ Shweta said in a doctor’s enquiring manner.
    Pakhi picked up the strip from the rack and turned overleaf and spoke disappointedly into the phone ‘ Shit! The tablet was taken from here and the printed area is lost. What do I do now?’
    ‘Relax! How do you know it’s a sleeping pill in the first place?’
    ‘It’s written on the top. It is a strip of three tablets, really small.’
    ‘Oh!’ The doctor sensed some recognition, ‘How many pills have been consumed?’
    ‘All three! And yes he had tied his thigh to his ankle tightly with a string.’
    Dr. Shweta gave a minor sigh and then deduced ‘This friend of yours… Is he regular drug user?’
      ‘I do not think so… Not as far as I know him.’
    ‘The dosage is pretty heavy if it is the drug I believe it is, just that it induces some haziness and gradually put you to sleep for a few hours or maybe forever. Drug abusers love the haziness induced. But three can kill you if it is administrated along with a solution of ethyl bromide.’
    ‘So, will he be alright in some time?’ Pakhi’s voice carried a concern.
    ‘He needs an immediate check up! An antidote must be administered at the earliest,’ the doctor continued, ‘I will message you the combination for the antidote, go to any recognized chemist, he will he arrange it for you in a soluble form.’
    ‘Thank you Shweta, but would not they ask for a doctor’s prescription and stuffs like that?’ Pakhi clarified.
    ‘Look darling; if you have time to find a doctor, you can do that. However, it will be a waste of time only because a well acquainted doctor would administer the same solution that I am giving you. This is not a serious situation at all if and only if you get this antidote into his body before his body starts turning blue.’
    Pakhi introspected Manav’s body. It was losing the normal wheatish hue, though not blue yet. She pleaded into the phone ‘Just message me the required please!’
    ‘Do not panic, breathe!’
    ‘Thanks Shweta… Bye…’ Pakhi said and hung up the phone without even waiting for her friend on the other end to respond.
    She moved and sat on the couch in front of Manav. She looked at the man.  Moments ago she had her face so close to his; she had never come to such close proximity for years. She could not understand why Manav had made such a weak attempt at suicide or if it was suicide at all. Things were not making much sense to her, but the pieces put together had started to form one big puzzle.
    He announced his retirement from films . Then he disappeared and now this!
    The journalist inside her had resurfaced, asking question… seeking answers… But