CHAPTER 47 Critical     Nisha rushed along the stretcher resting an unconscious Dr.Alok on it. She wept, calling him again and again, “Alok saar!”, as she ran along. The ward boys and nurses on the other side of the stretcher made their way into the ward. Nisha, dressed in the same sari, as in the morning, broke down with her knees on the hospital’s white-tiled floor.    “Ma'am, calm down”, convinced Sarla, kneeling beside her. Nisha pointed at the ward and wept aloud as Ramlal and Sarla aided her to stand up.   “Let me get some water”, informed