29 Recovery.... (1/2)

Thrishul had fallen in love with Punya deeply, he used to tell all his friends about her....Nowadays as she was responding warmly, he didn't want to miss even a single opportunity to impress her. Next day Thrishul was giving her updates on the classes and chapters she missed from past 3 days trying to act responsible.

”Reading all these chapters won't be a problem but math, physics numericals and biology diagrams can't be done” said Punya in a worried tone.

”Numericals don't ask me, you've to submit your record before preparatory exams, Uncle has taken permission for these exams as you can't write but final exams you will have to write” said Thrishul.

”Oh finals have 90 days to go, I'll recover by then... But I can't finish these records now” she shrugged.

”Take have a look” Thrishul handed over a record book to her.

”This is my record.... Oh my goodness, you've completed all the diagrams for me?!!!” exclaimed Punya.

”At least that much I could do though I can't take away your pain”

”Thanks Thrishul, that's so sweet of you” she smiled.

He held her hand and said in a comforting tone ”Please Punya, don't say thanks and keep me away, it's my duty. I promise to be on your side whenever you need me. I will be the first person who will happily sacrifice life for you”.

Punya was startled hearing his words....”Ooooh, those are heavy words. I agree I can count on you... Don't use big words and make me feel emotional” she warned him lightly.

They stopped their conversation as Dr. Sarala came for rounds and Thrishul walked out of the ward.Punya wanted to apologize and talk to Prakruth so badly that she dared to ask his mother.

After the check up, ”Doctor, you're Prakruth's mother right?”

she asked.

”Yes dear, why?”

”I wanted to meet him, so can you please ask him to come over?” she pleaded.

”Oh dear, I'm so sorry it's already 6 pm. He would've gone home” she sighed.

”Your house is in the city, he can still come. Won't he come out after going home?”

”No, No Prakruth doesn't stay with us, he has shifted to farm house in Bantwal, 25 Kilometers from the city. So he can't come now”

”Oh.... what is he doing there alone?” Punya asked curiously.

”He is looking after our farm lands and earning for his living from past 6 months. Farm is coming back to it's glory in his administration. He likes to stay alone most of the time. I think because of that he prefers that farm which is amidst nature, silent and pure” Dr. Sarala proudly explained about her son.

”Oh Nice Doctor, thanks for the information. How to contact him now?” asked Punya.

”I'll tell him to come tomorrow, don't worry now you rest” said the doctor and left the ward after writing in the case sheet and Punya's grandparents walked in.

”Such a responsible guy.... At 17, he's earning and learning. Teenagers indulge in various distractions, spoiling their health and studies but Prakruth is so different. I completely mistook him. He likes to be alone but was so close to me, used to share most of his thoughts and dreams. He cared to help me study between his work and studies. It shows how much he values me, I spoiled everything hearing to someone else. I must apologize. Prakruth please can you come.....” she pleaded him in her thoughts silently.

But Dr. Sarala forgot to call her son.

.......

Days passed into a week, Prakruth couldn't stay away without seeing Punya any more so he decided to visit her, ignoring her hatred.

He enquired in the reception and knocked at the door of the special ward.

”Come in” said Narmada, Punya's mother and she was reading a novel. Narmada was preparing juice for her. He gathered all his courage and took a deep breath before he spoke...

”Hi Punya, how are you?” he asked.

She gasped and dropped her novel....

”Oh Hi... I'm fine... Thanks for coming” she said formally. She hadn't expected him.

He handed over the bouquet which had a card saying ”Have a speedy recovery”, she smiled at him in gratitude. He wondered if she's behaving so because of her mother or has she really forgotten the hatred. She looked at the white lilies packed with green long leaves and lavender small flowers, it elevated her mood. These were her favorite flowers, her eyes rejoiced. Prakruth who was watching her expressions chuckled softly.

Punya's family had become close to Prakruth as he stood by them when Punya was brought here. He was like a family member, no longer a stranger.