Neirohi's Family OS

yeh kahanii: Aarohi aur uski maa ki 💗part 3

Aarohi stood in front of the small puja room in her home, dressed in a simple yet elegant salwar kameez. The morning sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the deity adorned with fresh flowers. Naira, stood beside her with a plate of prasad—sweets and fruits offered as a token of blessings.

"May Ma bless you with success and happiness, my dear," Naira said softly, placing a red tilak on Aarohi's forehead. She then offered Aarohi a piece of coconut and a handful of prasad, a gentle smile playing on her lips.

Aarohi closed her eyes for a moment, feeling the love and warmth of her mother's blessings wash over her. "Thank you, Ma," she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude. She took the prasad and coconut, holding them close to her heart.

Naira embraced Aarohi tenderly, her eyes shining with pride. "Go, my child. The world awaits your kindness and healing touch," she said lovingly, stepping back to gaze at her daughter with affection.

With a final nod and a reassuring smile, Aarohi left her home, her heart uplifted by her mother's blessings and the prasad in her hands. She knew that with Naira's love and support, she could face any challenge—including the upcoming interview at Birla Hospital.

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Aarohi stood nervously outside the grand entrance of Birla Hospital, clutching her resume tightly. She took a deep breath and glanced at her reflection in the glass doors, adjusting her dupatta nervously. The bustling hospital lobby was a stark contrast to her quiet village upbringing. As she stepped inside, the receptionist greeted her warmly, guiding her towards the interview room where Mr. Kapoor, the head of the hospital, awaited her.

Meanwhile, Naira waited anxiously at home. She lit a small lamp in front of the family deity, whispering a prayer for Aarohi's success. Her phone buzzed, and she smiled as she saw Aarohi's name flash on the screen. "Ma, I've reached safely. Wish me luck!" Aarohi's voice carried a mix of excitement and apprehension.

The interview with Mr. Kapoor was rigorous yet respectful. He asked probing questions about Aarohi's medical background, her vision for patient care, and how she envisioned contributing to Birla Hospital's legacy. Aarohi answered with confidence, drawing on her experiences and aspirations to make a meaningful impact in healthcare.

After the interview, Aarohi walked out of the room feeling a mix of relief and anticipation. As she stepped into the hospital corridor, she saw Neil standing by the reception desk, talking to a nurse. Surprised to see him there, she approached him with a curious smile.

"Neil! What are you doing here?" Aarohi asked, genuinely intrigued.

Neil turned towards her, a warm smile spreading across his face. "Hey, Aarohi! This is actually my family's hospital," he explained, gesturing towards the surroundings with a hint of pride.

Aarohi's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? I had no idea," she replied, her voice tinged with awe. She couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment that Neil hadn't mentioned his connection to the hospital earlier, especially after their initial meeting at the airport.

"I'm sorry I didn't mention it earlier," Neil said earnestly, noticing Aarohi's change in demeanor. "I didn't realize you were interviewing here until I saw your name on the schedule."

Aarohi nodded, trying to hide her feelings behind a polite smile. "It's okay. I understand," she replied softly, though her disappointment lingered.

As they walked down the corridor together, Neil apologized again, explaining that he hadn't intended to keep his family background a secret. Aarohi appreciated his honesty and the genuine way he handled the situation, which eased the tension between them.