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Rishabh Bansal point of view

Later I proceeded towards Disha to talk to her. She got scared and stood on her place. I realise she got scared because of me so I decided to comfort her.

Me: relax Disha it's me, Rishab.

Disha: yeah I am sorry.... I thought..

Me:- it's ok... Relax.. hmm.. why you are awake till this time?

( I didn't understand why I asked her this question. Maybe because I wanted to hear that she is waiting for me. But I realise she is struggling before giving me answer)

Disha:- actually... I was not sleepy.. and grandma informed me that when you come from hospital you will eat food. So I thought to give you company. You get freshen up. Till then I will serve for you.

( Before that I could tell her something she went from there. That's why I too went to get fresh in my room. When I came back to the dining room I saw that food was already served on the table. And Disha was doing something in the kitchen. I sat on the dining table and started my meal. A diary was there on the dining table. I understood that this is the same Diary on which Disha was writing something, when I came back from Hospital. In looks, It was very different type of diary, antique and vintage. For once it came to my mind to read that diary. But later I thought it could be her personal diary and it's not appropriate to read someone's personal diary.

 But later I thought it could be her personal diary and it's not appropriate to read someone's personal diary

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After few minutes Disha came to dining hall with a bowl in her hand. She kept that bowl in My Plate and sat infront of mine chair. It was carrot dessert (Gajar Ka Halwa) in that Bowl. I was very happy. Without thinking for a second I immediately ask her.

Me: how did you know that I wanted it?

Disha: I understood you wanted more at the time of lunch. But because of all the family members you did not ask.

Me: yaa.. I thought they might start teasing. So I didn't ask for more. But how did you understand this?

Disha:- you were looking at the desert container. And playing with your spoon in the plate.

(I didn't know whether I was impressed or shocked after listening her explanation. Without thinking for a second I give her compliment)

Me:- I must say you are great observer. I mean that day in coffee shop, every people come there would have read that quote but you fit it perfectly in our situation.

Disha: my profession requires this quality.

Me:- yeah right....you are into teaching profession.

( I felt dumb when I realise she is lecturer so it's obvious for her to be a great observer as its basic quality. To avoid further embarrassment I changed the topic)

Me:- many times I come to home late. So you don't have to wait for me. I will inform grandma about this. She will not tell you to wait for me again.

Disha: but she did not tell me to wait for you, she just inform me. Actually I was unable to fall asleep and I have seen from childhood, in my family someone always gives a person company while eating. Nobody eats alone. So..

Me:- that's nice habit but here we are habitual to eat alone.

Disha: ok.

After that we did not even say one word to each other. I felt the way I gave her answer was quite rude, but my intention was not that. I thought she was awake because grandma told her and I don't want her to do anything forcefully as we both know reality of our relationship. Just to avoid for the awkward moments I quickly finished my dinner, we both went to room and slept.

Next day in the morning I heard someone saying repeatedly Dr Bansal. I was in a such a deep sleep so I ignore that first but later the light of my mind switched on and understood everybody in my home call me Rishab or Rishi.  Only Disha call me Dr Bansal. It means she is trying to wake me up. I immediately opened my eyes because of confusion why she is waking me up. And I was even more confused after seeing her. She was dressed like a new bride. No doubt she was looking pretty but I was confused with the question why she is dressed like this. My confusion got clear when she answered before I could ask her.

Disha:- family members are waiting for us to go to the temple you have to get ready fast.

( I said OK to her and got ready wearing a simple traditional kurta. We all reached to the temple, completed our rituals and came back to home had our breakfast. I change myself into formal clothes and went to hospital.)

In the evening again my partner called me and insist to come to the party with wife

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In the evening again my partner called me and insist to come to the party with wife. I give him many excuses but they were not helpful to convince him. Finally I decided to take her with me. At the 8:30 p.m. I reached home. All ladies of the house were in the living room gossiping about random things. I told her in front of everybody that my partner is getting upset with me. So you have to come to the party with me. There were all people there, so I knew she would not be able to refuse. And as expected she said okay. We both went to the room to get ready. I told her to be ready at 9:30 p.m. I took my dress from wardrobe and went to the guest room so that both of us should get ready comfortably.
I got ready and went to living room where everybody was sitting to spend some time with my daughter. I was not expecting that she will get ready at the exact time I gave her as women offen require more time but she was punctual. She was coming down from the staircase. I was amazed to see the way she carry traditional outfit. The bangles She wore in hands where most attracting as well as disturbing.

She was looking beautiful but But there was a problem that where we are going to party, no girl will be there in saree

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She was looking beautiful but But there was a problem that where we are going to party, no girl will be there in saree. Mostly girl will be in western outfit and few might be in dresses. I wanted to tell her this. But then I thought it's not right to make her uncomfortable. We left home and went to abhi's house to pick him. In the car abhi and me where is sitting in the front row and Disha in the backseat. I had asked abhi to buy gift on behalf of all of us. He came with a gift. After sitting in the car he gave that gift to Disha and said her to write anniversary message on the gift card because girls handwriting is better than boys. Anyways doctor's handwriting is very bad so I was completely agree with what abhi said. And soon we reached to the venue.

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