~~~ Every day is a new beginning. Take a deep breath, smile and start again ~~~
Nisha's pov
New day , new calls , new tasks. The morning sun rays hit my face, which makes me wake from my beauty sleep. I woke up and sat on the bed with closed eyes. After some time, I opened my eyes and turned towards the window. Two birds were chirping, sitting on the branches of a tree. Leaves were moving to and fro due to the sweet breeze. Flowers were blooming due to the sun rays . What a beautiful creation !
It was 6:30 in the morning. I jumped from the bed and stretched my hands. For a few days, I stopped doing yoga. Now I should start again. I love to keep my body fresh and relax . So I prefer yoga rather than doing some heavy exercises.
I took my salwar suit and went to change. After 15 minutes of spending time in the washroom, I came out and started to do my makeup. In the case of makeup, I only do three things. Just applying kajal , then lip balm and at last a small bindi that's all. I hate makeup. Everyone says that I am a natural beauty. But I don't think so. Glancing once again at the mirror, I took my bag and stepped out of the room.
In the living room, I saw Baba reading the newspaper and Nitin playing something on his phone. I went to Baba and took blessings.
" Good morning baba". I greeted him with a smile.
"Good morning, Nishu. Ready to go to college. " He asked, keeping the newspaper aside.
" Haan baba." I sat next to Nitin. Nitin smiled and greeted me, which I did back.
Soon, my mom came from the kitchen with breakfast. I went towards her and took them, and placed them on the dining table.
"Good morning mumma". I turned and took her blessings.
"Nishu, go and eat your breakfast. You have to go to college, " Mumma said to me. I nodded and took my seat.
Baba and Nitin also joined for breakfast. Then we heard the shrill sound of a door opening. That will probably be Nitya. She was always like this - late to wake up , late for breakfast , late to come home. She was wearing a knee-length dress, which was hugging her curves perfectly and with lots of makeup on her face. I looked at Baba . His face clearly showed disappointment. No one said anything . She sat next to me . I smiled and greeted her . She also greeted me and started to serve herself
"Um Nishu ". Baba suddenly called me.
"Haan Baba." I looked at him.
"Today after you come from the college we want to discuss something important with you." He told me with a serious face.
"Okay baba".
Why is Baba so serious? There is something fishy .
I finished my breakfast and took my plate to the kitchen. After washing it, I went to the living room and took my handbag.
"Baba , Mama, I am going." I told them.
"Di, I will drop you today." Nitin announced and took the car keys. After saying goodbye to everyone, we both went to the parking area.
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Rohan's pov
"I could never speak in tunes before
But for you, I could write a symphony
If only you would sing along
Doesn't even need to be in key
Is what I have enough for you?
Or do you need all the things that I don't.
Separate all the lies from the truths
I'm picking up the pieces so ...."
I picked up the phone before it could stop ringing. It was my teammate, Adarsh.
"Hey Rohan, wassup," He asked me. I shifted my phone to my left ear and tied my Rolex watch around my wrist.
"Nothing, just getting ready for hospital." I took my coat , car keys , and bag and moved out of the room.
"So why did you call ?". I asked him because he will only call early in the morning if there is some serious problem.
"Yaar Rohan, my car tire is punctured. So I called to ask if you could pick me up on the way. "
"Of course I will and I will call you, once I leave from home."
"Ok dude bye".
I put the phone in my pants pocket and went downstairs. Only Tara was in the living room with her drawing pad. Ma and babhi were in the kitchen. Suddenly Tara saw me and started to run with her tiny legs.
"Good mouning ( morning) chachu." She hugged my legs with her small hands . I put my belongings on the couch and picked her up.
"Good morning sweetpie". I nuzzled my nose in her chubby cheek, and she started giggling.
"Chachu, it's tickling me." She said with a pout. I sat on the couch and placed her on my lap.
"Acha, my baby is feeling ticklish. Okay then, I will stop. " Then, she started showing her drawings.
Dad and Bhai came down in their office suits. I stood up and greeted dad , then bhai. Bhai picked Tara and started playing with her. After some time, Mom and Babhi came with breakfast. I went and hugged my mom.
"Good morning, my dear mom." I wished her well.
"Good morning son". She hugged me back.
"Oye Mamma's boy Now come and wish me." Babhi said while making some faces. She is always like this. I chuckled and hugged her.
"Good morning, my dear babhi." I smirked at her. But she slapped my arm in return.
"How many times did I tell you not to call me babhi Rohan?" She said, puffing her cheeks in anger.
"Oh Navya, I am really sorry, yaar, and now onwards, I won't call you, babhi . Okay babhi, " I winked at her.
"You." She was again going to beat me, but Mom stopped us and told us to have breakfast.
Well, Navya is my best friend . We both were medical students in the same college, and we were in the same class too. As we became friends, we used to play, talk, and spend time with each other. One day I came to know that she was an orphan so I made her stay in our house. All liked her except bhai. At first, Bhai used to hate Navya. He was always rude with her. Navya was upset with this. But sometimes I noticed bhai secretly looking at Navya. I really doubted this. One day, Navya decided to stay at the hostel because of bhai's behavior. On that day, bhai was restless, and on the next day, he came with Navya and confessed his love to her. Navya also confessed her love, too. We all were happy and after two years both got married.
I finished my breakfast quickly since I wanted to pick Adarsh on the way. After saying goodbye to all, I took my belongings and ran to my car. I placed my belongings in the back seat and started the car.
Let's start the day, Rohan
~~What is meant to be will always find its way ~~Nisha's povFinally, my last class, according to the schedule, got over. I went to my table and started to pack my things while thinking about Baba's words. One thing I know is that he was really serious.Huh, whatever it is ,let's face it.I was standing in the parking area waiting for Nitin. After 10 minutes he came. I settled myself in the passenger seat and he started the car to our home."Di, how was your day?" Nitin asked me while driving."Oh, it was normal like always. Projects , assignments , meetings like that. " I replied while taking the water bottle from my bag."Di, why can't you spare those poor children from these projects and all. Let them enjoy some time with their friends and their family. " He said, and I looked at him while gulping down the water ."Oh, Nitin, these projects , assignments are needed for their academic studies, not for my happiness. Sometimes I also feel bad, seeing their difficulties but what can I
~~Nothing can break the invisible thread between two people who are meant to be ~~Rohan's pov"There was a minor block in his heart. But we removed it through surgery. Now, the patient is fine. We will shift him to the ICU for observation.After explaining the patient's condition to his relatives, I went to my cabin.After throwing my dirty scrubs to the dustbin, I washed my face and hands. The surgery was a hectic one. It took two more hours.Thank god everything went fine.I removed my coat and placed it on the couch. Sitting on my rolling chair, I took another patient's file to study about him. I was busy reading when my phone started ringing.It was from mom. I frowned at seeing it because she never used to call me during work time. I sighed and picked up the call."Monu."Fuck this name."Yes Ma". I tried to sound sweet."Monu, when will you come home today?". I frowned at this question as she knew when I would come."Mom what type of question is this, you know when I am coming
~~ Find your soul ~~Nisha's povI was getting ready for my college when Mumma barged into my room."Nishu, what are you wearing?". She asked, looking at me from head to toe."What is wrong with this dress Ma". I questioned back in confusion because I was wearing simple descent anarkali and I didn't find any problem with it."Oh god this girl !. Nishu did you forget. Today the Nanda family is coming to see you. So go and change into a saree".Oh shit I totally forgot about it.God what will I do?"But mumma why saree. This dress is nice na." I love sarees but it will take an hour for me to wear them. That's why I am always preferring salwars , anarkalis over sarees."Nishu, this dress is good. But today is special. So you should look more beautiful. And sarees really suit you beta. So go and change".Beautiful...My foot. I want them to reject me ."But mumma it is really hard to wear a saree ". I whined."I will help you Nishu. Now go and take that pink saree". Like a defeated child,
" If there is someone for me , I am sure that she is the one "Rohan's povWe were heading to Gupta uncle's house. I was the one driving. Me , dad and mom in one car. Bhai, Navya and Tara in another car. Tara was adamant to come with me. But Navya handled her in her own ways. Of course Moma's ways."Rohan you should behave well with them okay". Dad advised me."I will dad and I am not a kid". I replied being annoyed."Yes Raj. Stop teaching him. He is my son and I know he will do great there". Mom said, patting my shoulders."Ya ya only your son". Dad mocked mom.Mom glared at him and he raised his hands like a scared cat. I smiled seeing their childish fights. ...............................By 3:45 we reached their apartment building. Bhai's car also came after two minutes. Tara ran towards me and I picked her up."Chachu , are we going to see Chachi?". Ta
" True friends are never apart , maybe in distance but never in heart ". Nisha's povI was sitting at my table, preparing notes for the next class when my phone started ringing. It was my best friend Meera. She is a gynaecologist.Why is she calling now?Sighing, I picked up the call."Hel..""YOU MS. NISHA GUPTA, YOU ARE DEAD TODAY. GET READY FOR YOUR FUNERAL GIRLLL ". Meera yelled on the other side."Meera, are you okay? Why are you behaving like this". I asked, thinking the reason for her madness."Oh now you are acting like a saint. Nisha we will be waiting for you at our steady place. You should be there by 4. Otherwise you will be killed in my own hands. See you"."Hello".Did she just cut the call?. Why did she behave like that? Did I do something wrong?My thoughts were broken by another call. It was from my brother. I picked it."Hello Nitin""Di when your class will be finished. So I can pick you up.""Um Niti
" When someone's happiness is your happiness, That is love "Rohan's povI was in my cabin thinking about Nisha. Her cute gestures , simplicity and that ' Suniye' word (Oh god it sounded sexy). I was smiling foolishly when I heard a throat clearing sound. I looked up and saw my dear friend Adarsh smirking down at me .Fuck, he saw me."So what is this smiling and all huh ". Adarsh asked, taking his seat in front of me."Wait a minute. What are you doing in my cabin". I questioned back in annoyance."I came here to know the details about yesterday". He said."There is nothing about yesterday. We just talked to each other, said yes and went home. That's it. Now go away". I ordered pointing towards the door."I won't go, my friend, until you say everything to me". He said while taking some patient's file. I snatched it from his hands and glared at him."Rohan, I saw a different change in you. You are looking happy today. Always
Third person's povAround five Nisha came home and ran towards her room to get ready for the date. Last night her mother Geetha gave a lot of advice regarding dressing.Conservative mind.So according to her mother's words she chose a simple perfect dress .After 15 minutes of bathing , she started to wear her dress. It was a chiffon floral dress which reached till her ankles. Then she started doing makeup. Applying kajal and lip gloss she finished. Picking her sling bag she wore her new heels since her soon to be husband is so tall.On the other side Rohan was busy planning a surprise for Nisha. After the treat, he decided to take her for a beach date . A small smile was playing on his lips thinking about her reaction. Giving a last glance to himself through the mirror, he wore his shoes and went outside.His mother and father gave him best wishes while Navya and Rajiv teased the hell out of him. Tara simply ordered him to bring her favourite chocolates for her.Well kids are kids.R
" Lack of communication ruins everything because instead of knowing how the other person is feeling we just assume"Nisha's pov"Do you have any girlfriends". I blurted out mistakenly. I closed my mouth with my palm and looked at him with wide eyes. Rohan choked on his drink and looked at me in shock.Nisha, what have you done?"Excuse me. What did you just asked". Rohan asked in amusement.Oh Nisha you are gone."Nothing". I replied and continued eating my noodles."Nisha no need to get embarrassed and yes I had girlfriends". He said emphasising the word 'had'."Oh" That's all I replied.Why not? He is good looking, handsome , tall , and rich."Nisha, are you okay?" Rohan asked. I nodded and looked down at my plate."Nisha I know it will be awkward to discuss the relationships of your future husband but it's necessary so it will not affect our future". He explained