prologue

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"I'm sorry to say this." the doctor spoke checking the reports.

"You're diagnosed with third stage of leukemia. I'm scared to say that you won't be able to survive for more than a month."

The patient smiles at the doctor and nods his head.

" There are no treatments?"

"I'd like to suggest chemotherapy but you're in your 20's. Getting this treatment will shorten your span and you will barely survive. If you remain on medications you can live your last days like you mean it." The doctor smiled back assuring the man infront of him who was about to tear up.

"I'd take the second option. Thanks for this doctor." The man leaves the room patting his shoulder repeating small 'all is well's'.

"Ishan, let's meet up." The man speaks through calling his best friend.

"We met an hour ago."

"Come on, I have a great deal which involves in giving you the left side of the bed."

"I'm grabbing my car keys. This better be good. Our hangout spot?"

"Of course, our hang out spot."

"GOOD LORD SHUBI, I'm rushing."

"Hurry up or you're losing the brownie I've ordered from your favourite place too." Shubman says smiling at his best friend's clumsiness.

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