Nisha's pov🗯Life is a journey and the road we travel has twists and turns which sometimes leads us to the unexpected places and unexpected people.But in turn it always lead us to our destination🗯How true the lines are....Life is very unexpected isn't it. We will dream about something but it will happen the opposite. Once I hated my life down to the core because the situation was like that and now everything changed completely and I am loving this phase.Many things happened within these years. The worst situation was my parents death. It was an absolute shock to all of us. And it happened the night before my Ishaan's first birthday. The moment I saw their dead bodies, literally my heart stopped beating . My papa, who loved me with all heart, left me. Though I am angry with my mother after knowing her real nature, I never hated her.That night I didn't cry, instead I stared at their dead bodies covered with white sheets. Nitin's and Nitya's screams, Ishaan's cries, others pitiful
~~~ Every day is a new beginning. Take a deep breath, smile and start again ~~~Nisha's povNew 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 ma
~~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