TARA

▪︎ FERVOUR CHARITY ▪︎

        

                                           ⊙ Been mine?⊙

It has been a  rough patch for the past few days for her.  Vansh alongside with Meenu and Aryan were the only ones who kept her together.  The efforts they'd keep to help her cope, made her wonder  what made her this fortunate to have these beautiful souls in her life.

Vansh made sure of everything, which dealt with her. He preferred her working rather than staying at home. Working would distract her, and would help her to recover faster. He made sure that she had minimal work load, where she didn't have to strain herself.

He looked after her diet specifically.  Meenu made sure that she prepared everything with correct proportions.  Though she isn't that good cook and was  lazy to cook for herself,  she now mastered in the art. She now cooks all her meals, tidied Tara's room,   and ,made sure that her books were kept in order, the way Tara preferred. Meenu was never this serious about things, but when she heard Tara's condition, nothing seemed more important than Tara for her. Infact Aryan sometimes sulked at how he's now getting lesser time, relatively in a fun way.

Aryan would never complain. He even insisted that Meenu should stay with Tara until she recovers, which Tara rejected softly .  She didn't want the couple to go to the extremes for her.  Meenu just moved in with Aryan, and Tara didn't want to spoil their love life.

Vansh left for a board meeting of the hospital in delhi, two days earlier. Being the head member of the hospital board, he had many responsibilities,  which he flawed effortlessly, effectively.  He's indeed a multi-tasker. A perfectionist precisely. He was half hearted to leave her, but the meeting demanded his presence. He made sure to create a perfect environment in Tara's work place as well as in her home.

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While he dropped her latter that evening, before he left, he made sure to spend most of the time with her. Tara even offered some hot chocolate to him that cold evening.

As Vansh entered into her house,  he unusually felt comfort and warmth in it. It was his first time in here, but the gloomy nature of the house made him feel home. The mild scent of soft wood lingered in the drawing room. As he sat on the couch,  he sank down, where his knees were drawed upto his chest, as the unknown muscles of his knees and tibia relaxed.

Tara soon returned with two cups blooming vapor, which invaded the room in no time. She sank down beside him, with no signs of discomfort.  Her health right now is stable,  with no complications for now, but he couldn't assure anything this soon.

Clutching his cup, Vansh followed Tara, who made her way into her bedroom.  He halted his steps, when he realized what he's doing. Bedroom is ones most personal space and no can invade their privacy. Knowing Tara it would have been  her sacred  place indeed. Tara who didn't hear footsteps following,  turned and saw Vansh fighting between his thoughts.  That moment,  the respect she has for him grew ten folds.

" It's ok. I just wanted to show you my balcony. It has the best view Vansh.  Moreover the plants there...I want to show you my collection...You're a plants person,  I would love to have your opinion about my gardening skills. " Tara grinned, indicating him to come in.

Giving up into Tara's words, Vansh moved forward taking a sip from his cup, while he managed to keep his eyes away from her stuff in the bedroom. Passing through the glass door,  Vansh was welcomed by  cold breeze,  making him seek warmth from the hot chocolate he's holding.