It's been three weeks since Shristi has been living with Shreyas and his sister, two weeks since her freedom from abusive marriage.
Apart from Shreyas, Simran was very welcoming as well, she made sure to talk as much as shri could with Shristi to make her feel warm and welcomed.
Shristi also started helping Simran a bit in their daily chorus like cooking and dusting. Shreyas being a doctor was out for most of time , so these two woman bonded well with each other .
" Good morning.. " Shristi said as she saw Simran coming into kitchen with droopy eyes.
" Morning. " She muttered.
" I am making pancakes " Shristi smiled
" Wow.. Thanks to you I get to eat such nice breakfast everyday. " Simran chuckled
" Where is Bhaiya ? " Simran asked
" He left early around 6:30 , I was just waking up.. And he told me tell you that not to disturb him with phone calls.. I don't know why. " Shristi said while putting a batch of freshly made pancakes into the plate.
" I missed him!! Ugh " Simran scoffed
" What? " Shristi was confused with Simran's change of mood.
" He didn't tell you but.. It's his birthday today.. And he hates to celebrate it " Simran smiled.
" But I am adamant and I try to make him celebrate it every year and he dodge it like this every year " Simran sighed.
" I.. I had no idea.. " Shristi chuckled.
" I know , he had no reason whatsoever to leave that early " Simran said
Simran and Shristi settled down with their breakfast and Simran called Shreyas .
Shreyas was just getting finished with his rounds when his rang. It was Simran. He was expecting this.
" I am busy " He said picking up.
" You jerk! " Smiran scoffed
" I don't time . Is this something important? " He asked .
" Come on.. Let's go somewhere for dinner.. Three of us.. " Simran pleaded.
" No no.. I am going anywhere " Shreyas could here faint whispers of Shristi
" Shut up.. Come on bhaiya.. Let's go for lunch " Simran pleaded
" I can't.. I am really busy.. I really am. " Shreyas sighed
Simran sighed
" Fine. Happy Birthday " She said" Thanks. I gotta bye " He chuckled and hung up.
Shreyas sighed and plopped down on a chair of common room.
Last few weeks have been tough for him as well, after coming back from his break he had an overload of patients. It took him a while to settle that down.Other than that, it's his own heart that needed to settle down. Now that he and Shristi were under same roof, it was getting harder for him to not any kind of affection to her . The only thing he wanted he was to make her feel safe and loved. But he never did since He had no intention to rush her into anything or to make her scared.
Since childhood Shreyas hasn't been a fan birthday celebration. According to him celebrating birthday is meaning unless you have actually contributed something to society. He is okay with people celebrating birthday of designated people but not his.
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" But he is a doctor.. Every doctor brings change to society " Shristi said after hearing the reason from Simran.
" Well, not according Shreyas, he believes that he is yet to bring some considerable change in someone's life " Simran while chugging the last pancake.
" Can you bake a cake? " Simran suddenly asked
" Yes, I have a nice hand in baking " Shristi smiled
" Maybe then we can make a cake, he likes vanilla " Simran said enthusiastically
" Yes we can. " Shristi smiled.
" Done.. We will surprise him in hospital.. I don't care if he gets.. He won't scold me much in front of you or in front of other hospital staff " Simran chuckled.
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I will just pretend that I didn't go MIA for a month.
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