"Are you going somewhere?"
"Yes",I go through my cupboard,look down at whatever I'm already wearing.
"Where? With whom?"
I give Anshu a you-know-who look.
"Where are you going?",she repeats.
"Dinner."
She scans my attire,"You look fine,if it's just dinner, unless you have other plans,you know."
I try hard to keep the blush out,as I roll my eyes, underplaying it even if my heart raced for a second,"Lol."
"Are you returning?"
I frown,"What?"
"You guys didn't even kiss?""No.""Not even a peck?""No.""What about—""Shut up Anshu",I hiss."Who are you texting?", Anshu peeps into my mobile,"Show me."I tilt my mobile away from her deliberately, even though I'm just texting my sister.Anshu gasps,"You guys didn't even kiss yesterday, but you'resextingalready?""Anshu!",my cheeks turn red.The loon only grins, wiggling her eyebrows dramaticall
Nikhil's POVI'm restless as Prachi and I have our dessert.Being with another supposed-to-be a romantic female company seemedwrong. Even though it was just a lunch,it somehow felt like I am cheating on Sandy, inspite of her knowing it.I grin, shaking my head as I have the last bite of dessert,my cheese cake, heart full as I recall how displeased Sandy was when she came to know I was meeting someone.It obviously means she feelssomething.I let the feeling wash over me,the girl I like likes me back, however little or lot it maybe."Uh",I hear a clearing of throat.
I give Nikhil a sheepish smile, mentally kicking myself as he gives me a teasing smile.I'm breathless when he places a kiss on my knuckles,the gesture making me swoon.So in Sandy style,I flip my hair behind, shrug,"I know. I'm just reminding you."Nikhil's face swirls with amusement,"You don't have to. But that's a nice remind-Ouch",he laughs when I punch his arm."So?"I raise an eyebrow."So?",Nikhil questions back, entwining our hands,the simple act makes me blush.I try not to show the nervousness on my face as I narrow my eyes,"You went to meet someone."
"But...but I really can't make it this weekend Ma",I cross my fingers tightly behind my back, hoping she bought my bullshit. "And why not?",I could imagine my mother scowling at the phone. "I...I have a presentation,and...and I also have a night duty." "Good. Leave on Friday evening. Your Dad will pick you when you reach." "Mom!" "Shut it Sandy. Stop lying." "How did you know?",I asked my mother curiously. "You gave me the exact same excuse the last three times",she chuckled. "But,please Ma. I'm not up for it."
I close my eyes as the plane takes off,my heart trying hard to piece together. I stare at the gentle waves crashing against the shore,not bothered that my feet and most of my pants are wet. "Hey" I turn when I hear a voice. "Hey", I'm surprised. How did he know I was here? He seemed to read the question in my mind."Anshu told me you could be here",he explained. "Oh." "Do you mind if I join you?" I shrug,which he takes as a welcome.
I was annoyed when I was continuously shook. Damn it. Let me sleep. I turn to the other side, irritated. "I am going to thrash you if my sleepiness vanishes Sne." I only hear a laugh, she now starts to tickle me. "What the fuck,woman?",I snap,getting up. She winced," Stop swearing." I roll my eyes, yawning,pulling the blanket upto my chin as I close my eyes again,"Why did you wake me up?" "I was bored",she shrugged. "You woke me up at",I glance at the clock,"6:40 i
I only stared at Nikhil,since he didn't answer me. Seeing him was disturbing.There were a lot of unwanted memories threatening to resurface. "Sand-",he started out,"Sandeepthi",he acknowledged, nodding his head. I swallow,flinching at the usage of my full name. No one called me that. I swallow the lump in my throat. How have things gotten so messy? "Should we take a seat?",he gestured to the swing in the balcony. I nod absent mindedly. I had so many questions,so much dis
"Dr. Guptha, there's an emergency. There's a patient with ruptured ectopic pregnancy. You are asked to be the performing surgeon." I swallow my sigh, looking at my junior blankly,getting ready for the OT robotically,"Send me the patient details." I stare at the familiar OT,the place bringing back memories fresh in my mind,after a meeting. There's a life depending on you,Sandy. Snap out of it. I shake my head putting my thoughts to rest,when I hear my phone ping, indicating a message. I quickly go through the patient details that my junior Seema had sent,getting ready for the OT. I was so grateful for the distraction the operation provided me, demanding my entire focus a