𝑹𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝑵𝒂𝒌𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂.

༶⁠ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 𝟷𝟸 ༶⁠

Oh my God! I just can't believe that my professor, yeah woh khadoos, he's my boyfriend. Mera pehla boyfriend, my first love and last too. My mind being delusional always yearned for a romantic love story, woh novels mein hote hai na vaise and finally mai sach mein woh experience kar rahi hu. Yaay!

We are back to daily routine. Masti majak khatam ho chuka hai. Exams aur Viva ke chakkar mein hum dono ko kuch baat karne ka samay hi nahi mil raha tha. Aur finally exams khatm ho chuki hai toh thoda wakt hai mere paas.

Did I tell you ki kal unka birthday hai? Yes and I got to know about it from rabbit. Well, yes she knows about us. So I am thinking of giving him a surprise. Waise toh maine suna hai ki unhe birthday celebrate karna pasand nahi hai. Nahi kuch khaas reason nahi hai bus unhe lagta hai ki yeh sab bachpana hai. Huh! Buddhe kahi ke.

Toh mai jyada show-shining party vagara kuch karne wali nahi hu. Just a simple date.

NEXT DAY

I decided to skip classes for today as no professors were going to teach new topics today, just some revision and exam paper's discussion.

I know he must've been searching for me and also he would've questioned rabbit about my absence but I had strictly warned her not to spill anything in front of him. I trust her in that matter.

He will return back by evening till then I have to cook his favourite Mawa Kachori, Bajre ki roti with Lasun Chutney and Rajasthani kadhi. Being a medical student I do know how to cook but I never flaunt my cooking skills in front of anyone especially my family members. The reasons are: first, if I'll cook once then they'll force me to do it everyday and I'm quite lazy to take up that job. Next, I don't like to cook and serve people food. It's not like I'll not do it, incase there's an emergency, I'll never let anyone die out of hunger ofcourse, but if I have a choice then I'll obviously deny cooking.