The Beauty of Balance

"Unexpected Alliances"

Nitya was at hospital to meet Mrs wattson, mrs wattson always been supportive of nitya , she has been sick for somedays,  nitya was here meet her

Nitya opened the door to of the room  , seeing nitya surprised Mrs. Watson She welcomed her  with a warm smile.

"Nitya, what a lovely surprise!" Mrs wattson exclaimed, ushering her in.

Nitya asked her about whereabouts

Mrs. Watson, a petite woman in her sixties with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, I am fine nitya its just age u know . "how you're doing."

Nitya smiled, feeling a sense of comfort in Mrs. Watson's presence. "I'm doing well, thank you. Just busy with work and...other things."

Mrs. Watson's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Other things, eh? I'll bet I know what those 'other things' are. You're still working on that new project, aren't you?"

Nitya laughed. "You know me too well, Mrs. Watson."

Mrs. Watson leaned forward, her voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "I'm not  talking about your work, dear. I'm here to talk about your love life."

Nitya's cheeks flushed, and she felt a sudden sense of discomfort. "Oh, Mrs. Watson, I—"

But Mrs. Watson was undeterred. "Come now, Nitya. You're a brilliant, successful young woman. You must have men lining up at your doorstep. So, tell me, why are you still single?"

Nitya shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "I don't know, Mrs. Watson. I just haven't met the right person, I suppose."

Mrs. Watson snorted. "Nonsense, dear. You're just not looking in the right places. Or maybe you're not looking at all."

Nitya smiled politely, trying to deflect the conversation. "I'm just focused on Sathee right now, Mrs. Watson. I don't have time for dating."

Mrs. Watson winked. "Ah, but that's exactly when you should be looking. You're at the top of your game, Nitya. You're a catch. You need to find someone who can keep up with you."

Nitya laughed, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Mrs. Watson's meddling. "Thank you for your concern, Mrs. Watson. But I think I'll be okay for now."

Mrs. Watson leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Just remember, dear, when you do start looking, don't settle for anyone who can't keep up with your wit and intelligence. You deserve someone who can match you step for step."

Nitya smiled, feeling a sense of appreciation for Mrs. Watson's words. "I'll keep that in mind, Mrs. Watson. Thank you."

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Later in the day, as Nitya was making her way through the crowded hospital lobby after  meeting with Mrs wattson, she noticed a flustered woman in a hospital gown searching frantically. It was Chandani, who had clearly lost her bag and was becoming increasingly distressed.

Without hesitation, Nitya approached her. “Excuse me, are you alright?”

Chandani looked up, her eyes red and puffy from tears. “I’ve lost my bag. All my documents, my phone… everything is in there. I don’t know what to do.”

Nitya’s eyes softened. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you find it. Let’s retrace your steps.”

Chandani nodded gratefully, and together they combed through the waiting area. Nitya’s calm and organized approach helped to soothe Chandani’s anxiety. They inquired at the information desk, checked with security, and even revisited the places Chandani had been. After an exhaustive search, they found the bag in a small café near the hospital’s entrance.