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𝗦𝗵𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻𝗸’𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩
“Tumne kuch khaya?” she asked while putting the cap on me, which is connected to the jacket. And I shook my head no. She glared at me again.
Oh, I missed those big, big eyes that used to throw daggers at me “Pata tha...” she said disappointedly. “Tum yahan aaram karo, mai kuch laati hu.” She went out as I looked at her retrieving figure.
Then I remembered there was nothing in the kitchen. How will she cook? I went out and saw her opening her suitcase. She took something from it and went into the kitchen, and I followed her again. She started making something, and I just stared at her. She turned to grab something and got startled seeing me. I almost laughed but controlled myself.
“Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho, Shivank ? Maine kaha na tumhe tum aaram karo, tum kyun nahi samajte? Chalo ab...” She walked up to me angrily but i didn't move an inch
Seeing me not moving, she pulled me, but I didn't move and gave her a pleading look. And she sighed. I told you this puppy face always works.
“Accha, thik hai, yahan baith jao,” she pointed to the slab beside the stove, and I obediently sat on it, watching her cook.
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She handed me a plate. “Meethi ke paranthe, tumhare favourite!” she said excitedly. “Main ghar se he sab banakar layi thi... chalo khao tum.” She turned her focus towards the paranthe.
As I saw the plate, it was blurry, and I realized I was crying. I wiped my tears and looked at her and then at plate.
Why is she doing this for me? Is she here for me? I hope she is here for me; otherwise, I would be heartbroken... I snapped back to my senses when she snapped at me.
“Shivank , kya kar rahe ho? Khao na, maine itne mehnat se banaye hai,” she said sadly, but I just stared at her. Then she cupped my face. “Shivank a, kuch toh bolo na please... Mai jabse aayi hu, tabse tumne kuch nahi kaha hai mujhse... Mere kaan taras rahe hai tumhari awaz ke liye... Please, Shivank ,” she tearfully said to me.
