In a bustling hospital, A dedicated and compassionate doctor was going from one patient to another, conducting check-ups. The atmosphere was filled with the usual hospital sounds—beeping machines, hushed whispers, and the occasional giggle from a child in the pediatric ward.
As she moved to the next patient, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw "Papa" flashing on the screen. With a smile, she answered the call, "Hello, Papa!"
Her father's voice on the other end was urgent, "Y/N, aaj to jaldi aa ja. Shaam ko party mein jaana hai, aur mujhse samajh nahi aa raha ki main kya pehnu!"
Y/N chuckled, "Papa, party mein jana hai ya fashion show mein? Aap bhi na! Koi baat nahi, main jaldi aa rahi hun."
Her father continued, "20 minutes mein ghar pe honi chahiye. Warna main tujhe lene aa raha hun."
Y/N, trying to hold back her laughter, replied, "Theek hai, Papa. Main bas apna check-up finish karke nikalti hun."
As she hung up, Y/N couldn't help but share the amusing situation with her patient, "Arre bhai, aaj to mere papa ko fashion emergency hai. Party mein jaana hai, aur unko samajh nahi aa raha ki kya pehnein!"
The patient laughed, "Doctor sahiba, aapke papa to kamaal hai!"
Y/N winked, "Aur kya! Ab main jaldi jaldi sabko check karke nikal leti hun. Emergency hai!"
In the next 20 minutes, Y/N efficiently finished her rounds, ensuring all her patients were attended to. She bid them cheerful goodbyes, promising to be back the next day.
As Dr. Y/N rushed home, her mind was still echoing with her father's plea for help with his party attire. She opened the front door, expecting a quick change of clothes situation. However, what awaited her was a sight she hadn't anticipated.
The moment she stepped inside, chaos greeted her. Her father's room looked like a fashion hurricane had just hit. Clothes were scattered everywhere—on the bed, the chairs, the floor—creating a colorful, chaotic mosaic.
Y/N stood at the doorway, her eyes widening as she surveyed the scene. "Papa, kya yeh hai?" she exclaimed.
Her father emerged from the sea of clothes, looking perplexed and holding two mismatched shoes. "Beta, mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki kya pehnu. Sab kuch try kiya, lekin kuch bhi theek nahi lag raha!"
Y/N couldn't help but burst into laughter at the comical scene. "Papa, yeh kya ho gaya yahaan?!"
Her father, looking slightly defeated, replied, "Beta, aaj toh sab kuch ulta seedha ho gaya. Kuch bhi suit nahi kar raha!"
Y/N joined him amidst the fashion wreckage, "Papa, abhi toh aapke kapde hospital ki emergency ward se bhi zyada complicated lag rahe hain. Chaliye, relax kijiye. Hum milke kuch decide karenge."
As they both started sorting through the clothes, trying to find a suitable outfit, the room echoed with laughter. Despite the fashion emergency, it was a moment of bonding and joy. The chaos of the clothes turned into a shared adventure, and Dr. Y/N, the problem-solving doctor at the hospital, was now the fashion consultant at home.
AUR YE HAI HAMARE Y/N KI CHOTI SI DUNIYA
Meri Last story mein y/n mbbs kar rahi thi ab finally wo doctor ban he gayi LMAO keke!!!!!!
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"HAPPY JIN DAY"
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