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Where's

My

Girl...


When you were born you filled my heart with pride,

And I was overcome by the joy I felt inside.

As I held you in my arms that very first day,

I knew I would never let any harm come your way.

With your tiny little hands and tiny little feet,

Every time I look at you my heart skips a beat.

As I watch you sleep in the middle of the night,

I hope and pray I will do everything right.

I know I may make some mistakes along the way,

But I promise to do my best not to every single day.

I often wonder what you will grow up to be,

But whatever you become will be fine with me.

So whatever you may decide to do in your life,

Maybe an astronaut, a lawyer, or even a doctor's wife.

I can say this without any doubt at all,

I will always be there to catch you if you fall.

And another promise I make to you from me,

Daddy's little angel you will always be.




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Please see note at the end of the story 😃

Where's My Girl...

It had been a long day at work. Khurana Constructions was getting into a merger project with another company to build a high-end, luxurious, and unique resort that would cater to the rich and famous. With so much on the line and so many ideas clashing, it was not an easy task. They'd been working on the plans for the past two months and nothing, not even the rough draft, had been finalized yet. Maan was at his wits end and just about ready to pull his hair out.

It was well past 11pm when they'd finally decided to call it a day and send everyone home. However, Maan made a note to everyone that tomorrow, no matter what, they were going to finalize at least the rough sketch so that some work could begin.

As he entered the palatial mansion which he called home, he saw that it was quiet and dark except for a light on in the servant's quarter. He was greeted by Nakul, a long time servant of the Khurana family. Maan handed him his brief case as he approached.

"Sir, should I set out dinner?" Nakul asked.

"Sure…whatever," Maan said not really paying attention to what Nakul was saying. "Where is Geet?"

Usually Geet was waiting for him downstairs.

"Ma'am is upstairs in your room Sir," Nakul answered.

Immediately Maan began climbing the steps two at a time and raced to go see his girl – his special girl. Maan had loosened his tie and was unbuttoning his vest as he entered his room.

"Where's my girl?" he asked with a grin on his face.

Instantly he was admonished by Geet.

"Shh," Geet warned, "Your girl is sick."

Geet sat in a chair, rocking back and forth, as she hummed softly – a bundle in her arms. Maan frowned as he looked at the form of his sleeping daughter in Geet's arms. Walking over to where Geet was he saw his baby girl, Mahi, snuggled in her mothers arms. Maan gently ran his finger across her baby soft cheeks and noticed that she was warm.

"She has a fever?" he asked, concerned.

"Yes, I gave her some medicine, it should come down soon," Geet said as she stroked Mahi's head.

Without saying anything, Maan took Mahi out of Geet's arms and held her close to his body. He rocked her as he stood placing a soft kiss on her forehead. Then, he attempted to lay her down but was stopped by Geet.

"She wakes up if you put her down," Geet said.


"Really?" Maan asked.

"Yup, she'll be up in a few minutes," she replied. "Besides, her cough has gotten worse she wakes up every fifteen minutes any way."

"My poor girl," Maan said as he held his sleeping daughter close.

That night, neither Maan nor Geet slept because Mahi couldn't sleep. She would doze off but would awaken shortly coughing up a storm. She was running a fever and she had a stuffy nose which didn't make it any easier on her. The poor thing couldn't breathe and from all the wiping, her little nose was red and probably hurt.

"Are you sure we shouldn't take her to the ER?" Maan asked as he walked with his sniffling daughter.

"I took her today," Geet said, "The doctor took some blood to run tests and even x-rays."

"They took blood? Did she cry?" he asked, suddenly more concerned.

Geet looked at him as if he was harboring two heads on his shoulder.

"One…she's a Khurana. Two…she is the Maan Singh Khurana's daughter. Three…she had strangers poking and prodding her…" Geet said.

"I take it she cried," Maan replied.

"Cried? No…she screamed bloody murder," Geet offered.

That was his girl. If anything was going on which she didn't like, she'd let you know she had a problem.

That night she cried and cried only to fall asleep out of sheer exertion. The same cycle repeated throughout the night.

The following morning Maan kissed both Geet and Mahi before heading off to work.

"Call me when you get the results of her test," he said to Geet as he walked out.


"Of course," Geet said as she walked him to the door.

"Bye my girl," Maan said to Mahi as he kissed her hand.

Usually, she would nearly jump out of Geet's arms because she wanted to go with him. She would wave to him and even kiss him if he put his cheek out for her. Today however, she simply kept her head down on Geet's shoulder and sucked on her thumb. Maan really didn't want to go to work but today was a day he couldn't miss.

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Maan was pacing the conference room where he was holed up with his employees, the MD and employees of the company he was partnered with. Things were just going in circles because everyone was unable to agree to the plans that were laid out. In the past few hours there had been moments of pin-drop silence and moments of deafening arguments. There had been moments of confusion and moments of clarity.

Maan knew that this meeting was going to take the entire day so he had put his phone on silent and instructed his secretary that he was only to be disturbed in case of an emergency.

They were nearing the end of their fifth hour when there was a knock on the conference room door.


"Come in," Maan said without looking up.

"Maan Sir," came the voice of his secretary, Pinky.

"Hmm…" Maan sounded, his full concentration on the blueprints in his hands.

"I have a phone call for you Sir," she said.

"I told you I didn't want to be bothered," Maan said.

"It's Geet Ma'am," Pinky added.

"Tell her I'll call her when we break for lunch," Maan ordered as he moved to talk to one of the designers on the project.

"Sir she said it's urgent," Pinky stressed.

Maan looked up for a second but then back down. He knew Geet. There had been many times when she'd called saying it was urgent but when he got on the line she would just be up to her usual antics.

"I'll call her back Pinky," Maan said sternly.


"But Sir…" Pinky began.

Maan gave her a stare that usually had her running away like a scared little mouse, but today it did nothing to deter her. Instead, she looked at in defiantly.

"…Geet Ma'am called from the hospital," Pinky said.

Now that caught Maan's attention.

"Why?" he asked as he stopped what he was doing.

"Sir…" Pinky began as sadness took over her voice, "Mahi's been admitted to the hospital."

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Maan parked his car in the first available spot of the large parking structure of the hospital and raced to the entrance, his heart beating a mile a minute and his mind conjuring out a million questions. As he ran through the door, he spotted the information desk.

"Mahi…Mahi Khurana," he barked as he nearly ran into the desk.

The woman behind the desk punched in a few keys on the computer as Maan stood there going crazy. Though he knew only a few seconds had passed, to him it felt like forever. His daughter was admitted to the hospital and he had no idea why.

"PICU Sir, once you get there they will show you to her crib," she said.

"PICU?" Maan asked not sure what the acronym stood for.

"Pediatric Intensive Care Unit, seventh floor," she answered. "Get off the elevator and make a right."

The simple thought that his baby girl was in any sort of intensive care unit was enough to drive him mad. It didn't help that the elevator was taking its sweet time coming down. Maan was sure he'd pushed the 'up' button at least five minutes ago, yet when he checked his watch it read the same time as when he had pushed the button. It was as if time stood still.

"Screw it," he yelled to himself as he looked for a stair way.

His eyes fell on a door at the end of the hall from which he saw some doctors exiting. He made a dash for them and was climbing the stairs two at a time towards the 7th floor of the hospital. Once he came out onto the floor, it took him a minute to find his way around. The girl at the desk had said make a right off the elevator so he had to situate himself. He looked but for the life of him ne couldn't find the PICU.

"Excuse me, where is the PICU?" Maan asked a nurse that was passing.

"Right there Sir," she said.

"Where?" Maan asked looking around.

He saw her pointing at something and followed her finger. It was then that he saw two large automated doors with a keypad on the left side, and above the door was a large painted sign which read 'PICU'.

"Thank you," Maan mumbles feeling like a complete idiot having missed such a huge sign.

Getting to the door he saw that it wouldn't open. As he looked around he saw a black panel with a white button that had a sign saying 'Push here for assistance'. So he did.

"How can I help you?" the intercom buzzed.

"Mahi, Mahi Khurana," Maan said.

"The nature of your relationship to the patient?" the voice asked.

"I'm her father," he said, rather annoyed at this moment.

His daughter was in the PICU and here he was explaining the nature of his relationship to the nurse.

"One moment," the voice said.

A few seconds later Maan heard a buzzing sound and then a click before the two doors opened for him automatically allowing him access to this sequestered part of the hospital. He raced in a few feet but then stopped because he didn't know where he had to go. Ahead of him were a dozen or so incubator-like flatbeds holding infants and a handful of secure cribs holding children who were more alert and mobile. He looked for an information desk or nurses station but found nothing.

"Maan…" he heard a soft voice.

Looking to his left, where the sound came from, he saw Geet standing there. Her eyes were red and swollen as fresh tears fell onto her cheeks, she had a tissue in one hand and held onto Mahi's favorite stuffed giraffe in the other. Maan went to her quickly and wrapped his arms around her. He knew she needed him but he needed her as well.

"What happened?" Maan asked. "Where is Mahi?"

"I don't know what's going on," Geet said. "I got here and they rushed her to take x-rays. The doctors told me to wait here."

"What do you mean you don't know what's going on?" Maan asked. "How did she end up getting admitted? Did you take her to the ER?"

Geet nodded her head in the negative as she sniffled. Maan led her back into the waiting room and found some chairs to sit in. Luckily, they were the only parents in there at that moment.

"The doctor called this morning," Geet said. "I thought everything was going to be ok, but then Dr. Ryan said that I had to bring her here, that a team was waiting for her, because her labs were abnormal and they needed to run more tests right away."

"What was wrong?" Maan asked.

"I don't know. When I got here the doctors and nurses were already waiting for us. They took Mahi for x-rays and told me to wait here for Dr. Ryan because he was on his way."

"But…" Maan began.

There was buzzing by the door followed by a click as the door opened again. Maan and Geet saw a team of nurses dressed in scrubs with masks on their faces wheel in a medium sized metal crib that was covered in clear plastic secluding the patient from the outside world. As the team passed the door to the waiting room, their hearts fell because lying in the crib was their baby girl – their Mahi.

"Mahi…" both Geet and Maan called at the same time as they shot to their feet with the intentions of following their daughter.

But they were stopped.

"Mr. and Mrs. Khurana," the heard someone call.

Turning they saw Mahi's pediatrician, Dr. Ryan behind them.

"Doctor what's going on?" Maan asked. "Why is Mahi here?"

"Why don't we go talk somewhere private," Dr. Ryan suggested.

"But…Mahi…" Geet said, not wanting to leave her child.

"The nurses are going to get her settled in now, I'll have you back to her as soon as I can," he reassured.

Reluctantly, Maan and Geet both agreed. They walked down the hall towards the offices hand in hand, afraid to let go because they didn't know what to expect.

"Please have a seat," the doctor said as they entered his pristine office.

"What's wrong with Mahi?" Maan asked before he was even sitting.


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The doctor sat and pulled out Mahi's chart before speaking.

"Unfortunately, Mahi has pertussis or what you might know as the whopping cough," Dr. Ryan said.

"A cough…she's admitted to the PICU because of a cough," Maan asked, suddenly angered that he'd been panicking because of a little cough.

"It's not just a regular cough, it's the whopping cough," Dr. Ryan said.

"What's the difference?" Geet asked.

"Whopping cough is caused by a bacteria that effects the respiratory system. It usually starts looking like the common cold including things like a runny nose, mild fevers and mild coughing, which I know Mahi has had for the past week or so," Dr. Ryan began.

Dr. Ryan explained that the whopping chough is highly contagious, which is why they are putting Mahi into an isolation room. He said that while this disease isn't common in children of her age, it wasn't completely unheard of. There is an immunization shot for it that comes as part of the DTaP (diphtheria, tetanus, and acellular pertussis) shots but those are given in a round of five doses over the first six years of a child's life. Because Mahi was so young, she hadn't completed the rounds yet.

"We've already started Mahi on antibiotics but you will have to go on them as well," Dr. Ryan said.

"Why?" Maan asked.

"Because of its highly contagious nature, and a two week incubation period, we just want to be on the safe side to make sure that neither of you come down with it," he explained.

"If she's had it for two weeks how come you are only seeing it now?" Maan asked as his voice rose.

"Maan please…" Geet said as she put a hand on his arm to try and calm him.

"No," Maan said looking at Geet. "You took her to him yesterday, why didn't he see it then?"

"Mr. Khurana I can understand you worry and concern but unfortunately, with children Mahi's age its literally not there one day and there the next," Dr. Ryan said. "She has been coughing but we can't be sure what she has until tests are done. The lab work I ordered yesterday found B. Pertussis, the bacteria that causes this. The minute I saw the results I called Mrs. Khurana."

"What are you going to do to treat her?" Maan asked.

"Like I said, we've already got her on antibiotics for the next two weeks to fight the infection," the doctor said. "We admitted her because when children are sick like this there are changes of dehydration and other complications."

Just then there was a knock on the door and a young man came in wearing a lab coat that read 'Radiology'. He handed over a large envelop to the doctor. Taking it, the doctor got up, turned on the x-ray light and put the film up to the light. He remained silent as he studied the x-ray. A minute or so later, he turned off the light, but the film back in the envelope and joined Maan and Geet.

"One of the complications that could arise is pneumonia and unfortunately Mahi has that as well," Dr. Ryan said.

"Pneumonia?" Maan and Geet both asked shocked.

"Yes. It is usually more common in children under the age of 1, but not uncommon for children Mahi's age," Dr. Ryan told them.

"She's so small…what's going to happen to her?" Geet asked, as her voice cracked.

Maan reached over and put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her.

"We are going to monitor her closely and make sure that the antibiotics are working," Dr. Ryan said, "But it is a long process so don't expect it to clear up right away."

"And you'll keep us updated?" Maan asked.

"Of course," Dr. Ryan said, "Every step of the way. We just started the treatment so right now I don't have much to tell you but any changes, hopefully all good, I'll keep you posted on."

"Thank you doctor," Geet said.

"Let's go see her," Maan said as he stood up.

"Just a minute Mr. Khurana, I'd like to warn you before you go see her," Dr. Ryan said.

"Warn us? About what?" Maan asked as he sat back down.

He felt Geet tighten her hold on his hand as she feared, much like he did, what the doctor would say next.

"Soon, Mahi is going to have what we call coughing spells where once she starts coughing it could last up to a minute," Dr. Ryan said.

"What?" Maan asked.

"How will she breathe?" Geet asked concerned.

"During the spells breathing becomes difficult. Often times the children turn red or purple and gasp for air. And unfortunately, sometimes they do stop breathing for a few seconds during particularly bad spells," Dr. Ryan explained.

"Oh my God," Geet said as tears fell from her eyes and landed on Maan's hand.

"That can't be good for her," Maan said.

"It's not but because of the nature of this disease and the path that it takes, unfortunately there isn't much we can do to stop it. We will have oxygen on hand and she will be monitored closely when she has the spells so that intervention can be provided as needed," Dr. Ryan said informing them. "That's why we have her in the PICU."

"My poor baby," Geet said.

"My poor girl," Maan said quietly.

"Also, sometimes, depending on the severity of the case, the child may require suctioning for respiratory secretions to clear their air ways," Dr. Ryan said.

"Suction?" Maan asked, "As in sticking something in her throat to clear out her lungs."

"Unfortunately, yes," Dr. Ryan said. "I'm not saying that it will happen but I just want you to know what you might have to expect."

Just then Dr. Ryan's pager went off causing both Maan and Geet to become alert in worry that something was wrong with Mahi. Dr. Ryan looked at the page and then back to them.

"If you'll excuse me I'm need for a consultation," Dr. Ryan said. "Please, feel free to take your time here in my office and call me with any questions. And I'll keep you updated accordingly."

"Thank you doctor," Maan said.

Dr. Ryan gave them a little nod and left.

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Twenty minutes later Maan and Geet entered the isolation room where Mahi was assigned to. The two of them were dressed in yellow gowns that covered past their knees and tied in the back, and they also had on blue surgical masks. The nurses said that they could hold Mahi but to make sure they were covered properly

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Usually, when he came home, he was greeted by Geet and their 15 month old angel, Mahi. Every day it was the same routine. He would come to where Mahi was playing and ask the same question.

'Where's my girl?'

Immediately, Mahi would break into a grin showing her four teeth. She would put her hands up because she wanted to be picked up and would call to him.

'Baba.'

Maan would pick her up and throw her in the air making her squeal with delight. Upon catching her back in his arms he'd sit down with her on the bed where she'd been playing with her toys, and he'd play with her. He would make funny sounds, tickle her and just completely be a kid with her. Eventually he'd get up to go get changed but he always left the bathroom door open because that too was a game they played. When Maan would go into the bathroom to change and wash up, he would leave the door open and play a form of peek-a-boo with Mahi.

Once inside, he'd wait for a few seconds before sticking his head out and yelling 'peek-a-boo' at her which would make her smile. Then once he was changed out of his clothing, he'd pop his head out again and say the same thing making her grin. Since it took him longer to wash up, when he would come to do peek-a-boo for the third time, Mahi would usually be leaning over trying to get a sneak peek inside the bathroom. So when Maan came out, it usually startled her just a bit but she always broke into the cutest laughter.

Maan would join her back on the bed and begin tickling her stomach before beginning to play with her. By then Geet would have the food warmed up and would call out for them, so Maan would lift Mahi into his arms and carry her downstairs to the kitchen. One of Geet's quirks was that whenever she was in the kitchen, she had music going. So Maan would come with Mahi in his arms and then pretend to dance around the kitchen with her. He would sway with her, he would dip her, and even spin with her. It was the best thing and the highlight of his day.

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It was the second day at the hospital when Mahi's coughing spells had begun but were relatively mild. She would cough, just like she'd been coughing at home, but they would last longer than usual. Either Maan or Geet would hold her and pat her back until the coughs subsided. After she stopped coughing she would cry out of discomfort which took some time to subside.

Maan hadn't been going to work leaving Adi to handle everything in his absence because he knew Adi was the best employee he had. Everyone once in a while Maan would call to check in or Adi would call to update Maan, so Maan would take the call outside.

On the fifth day that Mahi was hospital, Maan received a similar call from Adi updating him on the progress of the project. When he returned to the PICU he saw Geet looking horrified as she held a coughing Mahi in her arms. As Maan got closer, he saw that Mahi's face was a deep red color and slowly turning purple. Maan felt the life drain out of him while he stood by terrified as his baby girl fought to take in air.

"Geet what happened?" Maan asked as he finally joined her.

"She just started coughing and didn't stop…it's been going on forever," Geet cried as she held onto Mahi.

"Where's the doctor and nurse?" Maan questioned.

"She went to get a smaller oxygen mask for Mahi because the one they have is too big for her," Geet replied.

Just then, on cue, a nurse dressed in pink scrubs walked in with a small oxygen mask which she quickly attached to the oxygen tank.

Mahi's coughs began to subside and the color returned to her face. The nurse took Mahi from Geet's arms and put her in the crib before placing the mask over her mouth and nose. She turned the oxygen pump on and put a plastic looking thing over Mahi's finger. Maan didn't know what it was called but he knew that it monitored Mahi's oxygen levels.

Maan put his arms around Geet as they both watched their daughter simply lie on the bed hooked up to the oxygen tank. Had this been any other time she would have been screaming to get out of the crib and back into her mother's arms. Had this been any other time and she would have already ripped off the mask that covered her face. Had this been any other time she would have been investigating the funny looking apparatus that was attached to her finger. However, she did nothing. Mahi simply lay on the bed unmoving as if too tired to fight.

After that time, Mahi had a handful more coughing spells that left her turning purple and every time Maan's heart stopped beating and he stopped breathing. It was like he couldn't breathe until he knew his girl could too.

In the midst of it all, the doctor had some good news. The antibiotics were working. He had listened to Mahi's chest and could tell that the mucus was being loosened up by the medicines which would eventually clear out of her lungs. The only downside to that was the fact that when Mahi coughed the mucus would dislodge and could get stuck in Mahi's throat.

That's exactly what happened one day. Another of Mahi's coughing spells started but this time they could hear the mucus in her chest. The nurse knew that the mucus had to be taken out or else Mahi could choke on it. Maan and Geet stood in the background as two nurses surrounded their baby girl. One nurse used her arms to hold down Mahi so she couldn't move while another nurse took out a long, plastic nozzle that was part of the suctioning machine. Using her free hand she held Mahi's mouth and forcefully inserted the device into it.

Maan's heart shattered as his baby girl screamed and cried to the best of her ability at the intrusion. His blood ran cold knowing that he couldn't take away her pain. His heart shattered to see his baby girl squirm to get away from the nurses that were torturing her. His blood ran cold knowing that there was nothing he could do to help her.

Thankfully, she had only needed one other suctioning treatment after that, because she was finally beginning to recover. Her coughs began to die down as the antibiotics cleaned her system of the disease. She was starting to get back to her old self which meant a lot of crying when the nurses or doctors were around. But she was still quiet, cranky and not the same happy baby she used to be.

Maan had gone back to work because he couldn't stay away any longer since the project couldn't progress any further without him. He'd come to the hospital many times during the day. Every time he'd ask the same question – where's my girl – and every time he would get a blank stare, maybe a soft smile if he was lucky.

At one point the project had started taking up more time than he'd expected so he missed Mahi being awake. He would always get the hospital too late and she'd already be sleeping. Three days had passed since he'd see his baby girl with her eyes open.

But finally – finally – the day came when Mahi was Mahi again.

Maan had left work early that day because he couldn't let another day pass where all he got to do was say good night to his sleeping daughter. It was still early in the evening when he arrived at the hospital. He went to the PICU but was informed that Mahi had been shifted to the regular pediatrics ward on the other side of that floor. He quickly made his way down the hall. As he entered the unit and went to the nurses station to figure out where Mahi was, he saw Geet coming out of a room.

"They moved Mahi?" he asked.

"Yes…she didn't need the PICU any more so they moved her here," Geet said.

"Are you going to make a call?" Maan asked as he saw the phone in her hand.

"Yeah, Pinky called earlier to see how Mahi was doing but I couldn't talk to her. I figured that since Mahi was sleeping now I'd get it done," said Geet.

"Ok, you go…I'll stay with her," Maan offered.

Geet leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.

"Room 21…fourth door on the left," Geet said as she walked off.

Maan walked down the corridor and entered the dark room quietly not wanting to wake Mahi from her nap. He was surprised when he saw her small body sitting up in the crib, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with her tiny fists.

"Where's my girl?" Maan said just loud enough so that she heard him.

The sound of her his voice made her stop what she was doing and turn her head slightly to face him. Instantly her lips formed a smile.

"Baba," she said as she held her arms out to him.

The sense of relief, love and pride that washed over Maan at that moment was incredible. After weeks, his baby girl was finally back to her old self.

Maan lowered the side of the crib and took his daughter into his arms. Immediately she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.

"Baba," Mahi repeated.

"I've missed you baby girl," Maan said as he ran his hand over her back.

She pulled back from the hug and held out her arm for him to see.

"Baba…oowie," she said.

Maan looked to where she pointed and realized it was the place in her arm where her IV had been attached. Maan leaned in and kissed the tiny red dot gently.

"All better," he said.

Mahi giggled.

"Baba…" she said as she stretched and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Maan was grinning from ear to ear.

"Where's my girl?" he asked again, this time closing his eyes.

He felt Mahi touch his cheeks with her tiny hands.

"Baba…" she called.

Maan opened his eyes and was greeted by her sweet baby smile.

"There she is…there's my girl," he said.

The End



Authors Note #1: Hey guys...hope you enjoyed this little one shot...it was something that popped into my mind after my baby niece had pneumonia a few months ago...thankfully she didnt have whopping cough but it was a concern...just thought i'd do a nice story about a father and daughter...cuz the last one i did..Daddy's Little Girl..i killed Geet's father 😆 ...

Authors Note #2: ok...second week in a row with a happy os...bleh! 🤢 ...ive gotta get back to what im known for!! 😈
JAZ
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yAY ME HERE!!! hello babeji!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg!! i always end up reading ur happy ones and all the sad ones.. im like saving!! i gotta catch up!! will do it before i go to vegas!!!!!!!!!!!!
aww it was sooo sad!!! poor mahi!!!!! she was sick... maan was sooo worried... that his his girl!!!!! aww i loved this!!!!
and i didnt like ur author note #2!!!!! no no no! u keep these happy ones!! cuz ur sad ones... are way too sad!!!!!!😭
luv u babeji!😳
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and i am here too...full on stalker mode 😃

edited: i saved this one for the last cause u told me i would like it because it was going to senti types...and i think i made a good choice...
The story started how Maan loved Mahi to bits and how she completed his day...and then Geet tells him how is not so well...and i swear to god...my heart sunk...i was like "please don't kill her Jazzy, please don't kill her."
And i was reading in fear of unhappy ending as Mahi was admitted and was going through the treatment...poor little baby...the things she had to go through😭
But then all was well when Mahi recovered and i was like 😃...thank god...i breathed a sigh of relief..we got another happy ending ...i swear it must be the fasting that making you all nicee..😆
Loved it...it was sweet and adorable...and the best part was it had a happy ending 😃
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I can't stop awwing '. Madam jee ur depiction of a parent child relation is the best I've read so far '. The best part about ur writing is the minute details in relationships u take in to account' if I take the incidences one by one ' they're pretty regular day to day stuff.. but the way u put them together and the way its connects to the reader have me in awe every time I read it ' ⭐️

Now coming to this one ' the poem was awesome and pic u put upthere was one of the cutest I've seen ' the baby is sooo adorable (mashallah) ' ❤️

"One'she's a Khurana. Two'she is the Maan Singh Khurana's daughter. Three'she had strangers poking and prodding her'" Geet said.

"I take it she cried," Maan replied.

"Cried? No'she screamed bloody murder," Geet offered.

This cracked me up so bad ' I cud imagine the frustrated look on Geet's face ' 🤣

"Usually, she would nearly jump out of Geet's arms because she wanted to go with him. She would wave to him and even kiss him if he put his cheek out for her. Today however, she simply kept her head down on Geet's shoulder and sucked on her thumb" ' awww mera jaanu baby ' 🤗

The way u explained a parent's helplessness and pain seeing their tiny bundle of joy go thru so much was remarkable '.

"Where's my girl?" Maan said just loud enough so that she heard him.

The sound of her his voice made her stop what she was doing and turn her head slightly to face him. Instantly her lips formed a smile.

"Baba," she said as she held her arms out to him.

The sense of relief, love and pride that washed over Maan at that moment was incredible. After weeks, his baby girl was finally back to her old self.

Maan lowered the side of the crib and took his daughter into his arms. Immediately she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.

"Baba," Mahi repeated.

"I've missed you baby girl," Maan said as he ran his hand over her back.

She pulled back from the hug and held out her arm for him to see.

"Baba'oowie," she said.

Maan looked to where she pointed and realized it was the place in her arm where her IV had been attached. Maan leaned in and kissed the tiny red dot gently.

This was just tooo cute '.

Thanks a lot madam jee for penning this down ' do write more on similar topic ' u rock! .. 👍🏼

EDIT : u know the moment i read that their baby girl wasnt well ... I just rushed to the end ... and when I read that every thing was fine ... no tragedies 😃 .. then only i went back and started reading again ... 😆 ...
Love 🤗

Sana

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Posted: 13 years ago
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Such a cute OS though it started off sadly, I can't even imagine a baby sick. Oh poor Mahi :( I'm glad she recovered. And Jaz you better keep up the happy OS's, I have my eye on you...

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Posted: 13 years ago
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This was so lovely! It was quite heart breaking- So this doesnt count as a Happy OS, lady! Ok Mahi is still alive- knowing you, thats concession enough!

Loved it, Jaz!
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Posted: 13 years ago
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Beautiful OS
Luvd it xx
Awww luv maan and mahi'z relationship
So glad dat mahi got better
Poor maan couldn't see his daughter in any kind of pain but he was helpless as it was for her own good
awesome work!! :D xx
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Posted: 13 years ago
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awsome yaar..for a sec , i thought maneet gonna loose her !!
i dont know from where you dig out these ideas !!
brilliant !!

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