Rohan

I sent the song to the music director and the producer.

They were happy with it. Not as excited as Indu though.

I was at the hotel by 8:30 and the hustle started.

Like she said, I tried to find motivation to push myself, since I am helping out people during tough times.

It was better than yesterday I would say.

We managed to close everything by 6 today, since we went for an easier menu.

JWM was also one of the most sought after staycations so the inhouse dine in was also pretty busy today.

I couldn't leave until 9.

When I got back home I spotted Indu downstairs in the lawn.

She was sitting on the swing, talking to someone over the phone.

I waved at her. She looked at me and waved back with a smile.

I didn't even get time to change from my work clothes and I was sure I'd be stinking, but I still walked upto her.

"Mumma I will call you back" she said and disconnected the call.

"Hello there," she said.

"Hey"

"Seems like a busy day for you, seeing how you didn't even change your work clothes" she commented, swinging slowly.

"Yeah. But it was better than yesterday" I said.

"Good for you"

"You seem to be in a good mood" I said.

"Yeah. It's saturday" she said, shrugging.

"Alright, I need to get out of these clothes, see you later" I said and was about to leave when she stopped me.

"Our destination is the same. I came down for a stroll. I ate too much" she said grinning.

"What did you eat?"

"I ordered pasta and garlic bread. It was for two people but I managed to finish it all by myself" she said sheepishly.

"It's good that you enjoyed it, that's okay to indulge in sometimes" I said.

She kept scrolling through her phone while we were in the elevator.

"So it is going to be a sleep in sunday for you?" I asked.

I suddenly felt I crossed the line.

"Nope. I have an appointment with the dentist"

"Ohkay. On a sunday?" I asked.

"He comes in for a few hours on sunday. I am going to get these braces removed today. Big day!"

"Excited?" I asked.

"Not a bit. I am super scared"

"You're going to get rid of them, you need to be happy" I said.

"I am. But it's going to be painful. Another reason I gobbled on that pasta was my teeth will ache for a day so I am not sure if I will be able to eat anything tomorrow"

"That's bad. You have someone going with you?" I asked her.

"Nope. Just me" she said.

"Uhmm..Do you want me to go with you?" I asked, doubtfully.

"Oh that's alright. I am used to it" she said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. One hundred percent"

"Alright then, Good luck for tomorrow"

"Thanks!" she smiled.

"See you later"

She nodded and closed the door.

I thought of doing something for her.

She mentioned she couldn't eat. So I decided to make something for her to drink.

I will be closing early tomorrow since we will be getting help from another chef.

So I will have enough time to make something.

Indu

It is finally the day.

No more braces from today.

I was waiting for the doctor to call me in.

And once he did, I could feel the intensity of my heartbeat.

"Hello Indu. Good to see you" he said, letting me in.

"Hello Dr. Mehra"

"So? Excited?" he asked the same question as Rohan.

"Kind of. Scared too"

"You don't have to be scared, it is not going to be that painful. You have been through worse, trust me" he said smiling.

I felt reassured.

"I really hope so," I said, laying on that dreadful chair.

The light turned on, and Dr. Mehra started off with the process.

It took more than an hour to get the whole process done and like he mentioned it wasn't that painful.

I could feel the pressure but not unbearable pain.

The only worst part was the blood.

But it's over now.

He gave some pain killers and asked to survive on liquids till tomorrow.

I took a cab since I didn't drive.

I reached my apartment.

The watchman's son stopped me when I was getting into the elevator.

"Didi woh 502 wale bhaiya ne aap ko yeh dene ke liye bola" he said, giving me a bag. It was quite heavy.

502 wale bhaiya is Rohan.

"Oh thank you," I said, taking the bag from him. It looked like a box.

I went home, cleaned up, sanitised all my things, changed into a fresh pair of clothes and settled down to open the mystery box.

It was a big red color plastic box and was quite heavy.

I opened it and realized it's an ice box, the one you carry on picnics.

It had three glass bottles nicely labelled.

Freshly squeezed orange juice on an orange label, Watermelon mint cooler on a pink label and mango delight on a yellow label. Apart from that there was a small tupperware.

Another label.

"You asked what my specialty is. Well, I am called the Dessert King" it read.

I opened the box to find two small boxes again. One I could easily make out, Gajar ka Halwa and the other looked like ice cream. I opened the ice cream box and tasted it, he was so thoughtful to even put a spoon.

It tasted like coconut. Coconut ice cream. The halwa was so soft.

He probably made sure to go easy on my sensitive teeth.

I put them all back in the fridge.

I had a grin on my face the entire time.

Only then I realized I didn't have his phone number.

First thing to do when I see him next.

An hour later, I had the orange juice.

It was 5:30 by the time all the three bottles of juice and the two boxes of desserts were wiped out clean.

That Halwa was heavenly.

It wasn't anything like I tasted before. There was a hint of vanilla in it.

I was now waiting for him to come back home. I left my main door open, which I usually don't do.

A few minutes later I heard the elevator ding on my floor.

I rushed to the door to see if it was him and yes it was him.