Yeh Mera Deewanapan Hai🍂🏵️🍂

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The time was up.

All the candidates had plated their dishes and stood anxiously by their stations.

Sambhav, Malhar, and Brijraj entered the kitchen, ready to taste the creations.

The air buzzed with nervous anticipation as the trio moved from one candidate to the next, offering feedback.

Naitik Saxena was the star so far. He had prepared a fruit cake that left Malhar and Brijraj impressed.

The sweetness was perfectly balanced, and the texture was sublime.

"This is excellent," Brijraj commented, savoring another bite.

"Hmm, not bad at all," Malhar added, jotting notes with one hand while sneaking another piece with the other.

Finally, they reached the last candidate-Yashika.

Sambhav stood in front of her, his expression unreadable as he stared at her with a piercing gaze.

Yashika, unaware of the intensity of his thoughts, offered him a cheerful smile.

When she received no response, her mind buzzed with annoyance. "Ayyo Murugan, I have such a beautiful smile, and still this Paittiyaṉ (crazy man) doesn't smile back?"

Her thoughts were interrupted when Brijraj cleared his throat.

The sound snapped Sambhav out of his trance.

Embarrassed, he shifted his gaze to the dish in front of him, while Brijraj smirked knowingly.

"This smells amazing," Brijraj remarked warmly.

"Thank you, sir," Yashika replied, her voice brimming with gratitude.

The three tasted her Rasam and Lemon Rice.

The first spoonful left them stunned.

The flavors were perfectly balanced, the spices singing in harmony, and the rice had a comforting warmth that lingered.

Malhar couldn't resist taking another bowl of rasam, grinning sheepishly as he reached for it. "This is... wow."

Yashika's face lit up at his gesture, her smile widening.

Bringing the spoon to his lips, Brijraj closed his eyes to savor the taste. "Delicious," he finally declared, setting down the spoon.

He looked at Yashika with an approving nod. "Child, you are hired!"

The words made Yashika's heart leap with joy.

Her excitement bubbled over as she clasped her hands in gratitude. "Thank you so much, sir! I won't let you down."

While Malhar and Brijraj openly enjoyed her food, Sambhav stayed quiet.

His stoic demeanor returned, and without a word, he turned on his heel and left the kitchen.

Yashika's joy dimmed momentarily, her eyes following his retreating figure. "Did he not like it? But he didn't even say anything!"

The candidates dispersed, and Yashika lingered by her station, packing up her things.

Naitik approached her with a friendly smile.

"Hey, I'm Naitik," he introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Yashika," she replied, returning the smile warmly.

"It looks like we'll be colleagues now," Naitik said, leaning casually against the counter.

Yashika chuckled. "Yes, it'll be fun working together."