Om's pov:
I am done making dinner. My new neighbour seems nice. It will be good to have someone on the floor now.
I was about to serve my plate when I heard some voices from outside. I opened the door to see a pizza delivery guy giving pizza to Gauri who had now changed into her pyjamas. It was her first day here so she might not have cooked anything. She saw me at the door and smiled at me. In fact she even offered me some pizza to which I denied and came back inside, had my dinner and went to sleep.
Pov ends
The next morning, Gauri ate some leftover pizza from the other night for breakfast, had coffee, bathed and got ready to leave for her hospital. She opened the door and was locking it when Om came all dressed in formal too to leave for his job.
"Good morning" Gauri wished Om
"Morning!" Om replied with a smile.
"Job?" Om asked
"Yup!" Gauri replied and they both started walking towards the lift.
"Where do you work?" Gauri asked again as she knew she cannot ask the same question he asked as he was in formals.
"Well, have you heard of Oberoi Industries? I work there. You?" Om replied hiding the fact that he owned one-third of the company along with his brothers.
"Oh that's a nice place to work. I have heard a lot about it. People return with a happy face unlike some other companies (They both chuckled at this statement understanding the work stress sarcasm in her voice.) I work at Grey-Sloan as a surgeon."
"Surgeon! Wow I thought you would be a corporate person, IT and all with that coat and all you are wearing." Om replied surprised.
"I don't usually wear these outfits but I have a case to present to the board of directors so had to put this on" She said smiling
By now they had reached the parking, they bid goodbye and left for their respective jobs
Over a few weeks, Om and Gauri got to know each other a little bit. Gauri used to come home at odd hours because of her job, so they hardly met each other. In this course of time Om had noticed one thing that Gauri used to eat a lot of pizza.
Om's Pov:
Today again when I came home, I saw a pizza delivery guy. This was for the 3rd time this week. So I decided to confront her about it.
"Hey; pizza again? It's the 3rd time this week. Don't you get bored or fat because of it?" I asked
"I know it's the 3rd time. And I have got some good excuses for it.
1. I work odd hours and don't have time to cook
2. I cannot cook!
3. I love pizza and
4. Running around the hospital burns my fat!" She replied counting her points on her fingertips like a cute little 5 year old.
Pov ends
"What! You don't know to cook anything?" asked a surprised Om who knew to ace almost every single dish he made.
"I know how to cook khichadi, but I have been eating it for many days now, and am certainly bored of it." Gauri replied trying to make a convincing face.
"You only know to cook khichadi? Really? Nothing else?" Om asked still surprised.
"No, actually I loved cooking I used to make various dishes, although not a single Indian. Pastas, different types of rice, I even knew how to cook lasagna! But then Harvard hit me, and studies trumped food and cooking. Eventually I lost my hand in cooking, so now I don't cook anymore."
"OHH!.... I can help you cook." Om replied straight
"What? How can you help me cook?" she asked confused.
"Well, I know cooking very well and I cook my dinner and breakfast every day, so you can join me and learn a few recipes instead of surviving on pizza. Like this, you get to learn and eat actual food and I get company!" Om offered wholeheartedly.
"Wow, I like this offer. But I buy the groceries so that I don't get all the luxuries for free and you get your tuition fee. Deal?" she offered back
"Tuition fee? You think I am doing this for money? I like helping out my friends and you have managed to be a good one." He asked baffled.
"Please don't get me wrong, I know you are just trying to help me, but I don't have a habit of getting things done for free, that too for myself, so please let do the buying." She said explaining.
"Okay then, done. Tomorrow come over in the morning, but after 8:30." Om replied giving in to her stubborn demand of buying.
"Sure" Gauri replied with a smile.
They head to their respective apartments, just then Gauri calls out.
"Oh, I almost forgot, do you want me to buy anything for tomorrow?"
"Uhhh, I am not sure, I'll have to check, I'll send you the list if there's any." Om replied thinking of what had to brought.
"give me your number so that I will check and send you the list, also are you lactose intolerant and all that?" Om asked.
"No, no allergies, just make good breakfast." Gauri replied jokingly.
After exchanging their numbers, they went to their rooms.
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