"Thank you so much Dr. I just can't thank you enough. Its all my fault if I wouldn't force her to go to our ancestral house because of my mother. This wouldn't even happen. I will be forever grateful to you. Thank you for saving my wife and child's life. Can I pay you through net banking? " said Siddharth.

"Oh no no mister please it was my duty. And about money then no need. I am thankful to God that he blessed me to help to bring this child. I want her to shine and smile forever nothing else. So I don't need any money. Thank you!" said Annika.

Honestly Shivaay was surprised by her behaviour. She was a person very unusual. Most of the girls he met were all money-minded, gold diggers who would just climb up on him showing their not so vulgar attitudes. But this girl is something different. She has a different spark in herself. It is very hard to find someone so kind and helpful in this cruel world.
He felt lucky to meet a good soul. Impressive.

Just when he was admiring her. Annika shook him hard. He was stupefied. Okay she was kind but not with him. Dr. Cranky!

"Hold on lady! Are you insane? Who shook someone so hard in a moving train. What if i fall down and break my bones. Another patient you would get in your list.!" Said Shivaay rubbing his chest calming his racing heartbeat.

"Hawww! You called me insane. And Mr i am a gynaecologist not an orthopaedic so I won't even treat you. I was just calling you to say thanks to you but you were busy in your own world  so had shook you hard but you are behaving like fragile doll. Nonir putul.! " said Annika.

While Shivaay's reactions were changing from time to time.

" Excuse me what is pu.. Putu..? " asked Shivaay.

" Nonir Putul.. It means a doll who will melt if touched in bengali. "said Annika controlling her laugh.

"You know what its useless to talk with you. Ek toh I helped you and you are busy giving me names! Wow! " saying this he turned to the newly made parents who were giving each other a knowing look.

"You know what you both are just like us. We were same during our initial phase. Fighting like cats and dogs. So cute. I wish your relationship stays forever." said meera.

Both Shivaay and Annika looked at each other shocked and awkwardly.

"NO no we are not couple." said both at the same time.

"Ohh I am sorry its just your fight made us remember our days. I am extremely sorry." said meera.

"OK so I will take your leave. I will come again to check after some time. You take rest and if any problem occur just call me. Here take my card!" saying this annika gave them her card and turned to go. Just then Siddharth called her.

"Dr I would request you to give my daughter a name. The one who gave her life should be the one to name my daughter."

Taking the baby girl in her hands she kissed her forehead and whispered a name in her ear to which the baby smiled widely.

"So what name did you give her doctor?" asked meera.

"Bhoomi. I gave her the name bhoomi and I think she liked it too" said Annika looking at the baby lovingly.

"Lovely name doctor. I want my daughter to be like you humble, grounded and kind." said meera.

Both went back to their seat after bidding them bye. They were so happy that made her feel so proud of herself. If her mother was watching she knew she would so proud of her.
Smiling she walked to her seat but all of a sudden she felt dizzy. She tried to hold nearby object which was Shivaay's arm and fell in his arm.

Shivaay's pov.

When we were coming back I felt immense sense of pride for her. Which was unusual for me too because apart from my brothers I never was bothered about anyone. But this girl she was different. She gave me equal takkar. She had the same zeal which I have. Something was there which attracted me to her. I never felt like this but the feeling was good it was heartwarming.

When I took her in my arms and she was crying because the child was not responding, I felt a pain in my heart. She was loosing her hope and giving up. I didn't wanted her to break. I don't know why but i prayed to god for the child's life, for her hopes. And  then suddenly the child cried.

I was so happy to see her happy and hopes back. I am truly proud of her.

But then again she started bickering with me. Honestly I loved to quarrel with her. I never gave anyone opportunity to raise a voice against me but she did, not that I mind now. I felt good suddenly. This feeling which erupted in me was something new.

While coming back to our seat I saw her holding her head and trying to hold something nearby. I understood she was feeling dizzy. I hurriedly went to her while she hold me for support but couldn't hold for long and fell unconscious.

I carried her in my arms and made her lay down in my seat. Sprinkling some water i found her blinking her eyes to wake up. She opened her eyes half and tried to get up, holding her forehead feeling dizzy again she fell back. I patted her cheeks.

"Hey? Are you alright? Do you want something? Come on try to say something." I asked her. I was terribly scared to see her like this. I was feeling so much pain but why. I need to find my answer later, first concentrate on her.

"M.. My.. Pu.. Pur..purse!"

I walked to her seat and brought her purse. She tried finding something. It was a medicine. I took it from her opened it and feed her the medicine with water. She was looking at me but couldn't said anything as I glared her to shut up when she was reluctant to make me feed her.

Look at this girl not in a condition to sit but still madam has to show tantrums.
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With love,
Swara

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