SANYUKTA POVTwo days passed but he did not call or message me. I also not visited the cafe coz I know he will not be there as his ankle have plaster. I am worried about his health. I don't know his number or address. How will I come to know that he is fine...... Visit hospital simple my heart speak... Yes..... that will work...
After so much of request or say pleading nurse forwarded me the contacts register where I get his brother number. I immediately dialed his number.
I: hello ...is this parth kashyap ?
Parth: yes... whose this ?
I: I m Sanyukta Aggarwal.
Parth: Who??????????? coz I never date any girl of this name...
I: excuse me...
Parth: excused..... waise I must tell u, u have a lovely and melodious voice.. ...
His brother is too cheesy and irritated.
I: listen Mr. Kashyap..... shut ur mouth and listen to me first. I want to know ur brother's health.
Parth: may I know who is this ???
I think is shocked by my behavior but what I do he is annoying me...
I: I m the same person who admitted ur brother in Hospital and also informed u about his accident.... .. Sanyukta Aggarwal.
Parth: shitttt..... sunshine...... sorry..... I mean... sorry..... sorry........... Muje kuch or laga.. ... I m really sorry for this conversation. Plzzz bhul jaiyega yeh sab or bhai ko mat batana warna meri band baja denge.....
He is pleading like a kid and saying all in a go.... I smiled
I: its okay......I just called u to ask about his health.
Parth: he is fine. Abhi ghar par h ...... if u want u can go and check... m aapko address message kar deta hu.
I: fine.... thanks..
Parth: thanks ki zarurat ni h bus bhai ko meri baatein mat batana warna ....
I chuckled
I: ni batungi ... okay .. send me the address... bye..
Parth: thanks bye... and messaging u the address..
After disconnecting the call I wait for his message and my phone beeped. I check and it's his home address....... Soon, I hire the cab for his home. On the way , I see ferns n petal shop... I stop the cab and enter the shop... I look at the flowers and choose white n blue lilies bouquet. After 45 mins I reached his home.
I m standing outside his house gate.Its a two storey building with garden on either side. And in one of the garden there is tree net swing hanging..... Its amazing view...... I must say his employer paid him very well...... means being a waiter and this type of life style............ I step inside and look at the name plate - Paran sweet home. I smiled what name is it..... but I composed myself and press the door bell and door opens............
Short update k liye sorry but raat m itna hi dimag m chala :D
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