*~Happy Birthday Mishu~* ❤️ - Page 2

happy birthday dear may this birthday bring a lot of happiness in ur life and u have a wnderful birhtday may god bless u

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Happy birthday mishu.....Have a great day.....

Mishu my gift to you..an O.S which i wrote on the present storyline....Hope you are updated with the entire social message track....and i have assumed that Nupur is staying in Bhushan house to take care of Gunjan....And the politician is trying his best to ruin their lives...here it goes...hope you like it....😊

Mayank woke up in the morning with a slight body ache and a fuzzy head. The world around him seem to be swimming around. He reclined back on his bedstead and felt his own forehead. Yes it was warm, indeed he had a fever. It was after a long time he has had a fever, he is generally fit but maybe the over pressure of work was taking its toll. Too much physical and mental strain.

He cell started ringing, his mother was calling. He picked up and talked as if nothing was the problem. His mother didn't need to know about his health. She has already taken so much pressure on herself.. She should take care of herself for a change, he could take care of himself. After disconnecting his mother's call he felt much better. His mother is a very positive woman, she never broke down in the face of adversities, been a friend and a very good parent, never let him feel the absence of a father. He realized if she could live life the way she did why couldn't he? He was her son after all.

He went to search for pills and they weren't there. Still he had to go to college and do his first class and meet the phenomenon called Nupur Bhushan Sharma….he still had problem adjusting to the fact that she was his wife. He decided to buy medicines on his way.

Nupur on the other hand was busy attending to Gunjan. Gunjan needed special care but it was difficult to leave her completely to nurses. Gunjan never felt O.K around them, some things Gunjan could never accept or stand and Nupur knew she had to be there for those things. She got Gunjan ready and went to got dressed herself. She had hardly slept the previous night, she was hardly sleeping these days. She came down to breakfast. Samrat warned her that JD was on the prowl and she was his top target. she should be careful. She thanked Samrat and left for college.

Mayank reached college and was astounded to see it closed. So JD had finally hit back? Samrat was right all the way. He felt really irritated there would be no class. He was so looking forward to it. What would happen to his part time job? Shit….He had to pay Samrat his monthly rent….he hated being dependent on others. His phone rang and he saw it was Samrat, Samrat told him about the danger they were all in especially Nupur. Mayank got really tensed with that news and immediately dialed his wife's number…It rang but no response. He rang again but still no response. His head was boiling by then. His fever was kicking his guts too. Damn the woman….Why couldn't she pick up the phone? Why was she so freaking careless? He felt his anger rise up a notch when she didn't receive the call even after the third ring.

There was a slight tap on his shoulder then, he turned around…And lo behold there was Mrs. Sharma. Nupur as wearing the same old green salwar which he hated, the color was so eeky, god knows why she chose that color, it turned him off. He was in a super duper mood to blast her till his eyes fell on her face….sigh……the face of an angel…And she looked tired …..She was looking expectantly at him as if waiting for him to say something. He was in a mood for a fight but said in a rather calm voice about the college closing down and JD's hand in it. He proposed that he drop her to Bhushan house.

Nupur and Mayank sat silently in the auto. Nupur looked at her husband's face .It was too stern and controlled almost stony. The college was closed down and she knew that he loved classes but his reaction was so cool in comparison to that. Why she wondered. She has always had immense respect for this man, the rock of her life. The stronghold. But somewhere she felt a little left out at times, as if he wasn't opening up. She knew he loved her, irrespective of what people said. The way he would look at her and spoke through his eyes, the way happiness and pain flowed out of it. The way he sealed his lip in a tight grim way when he was displeased or crease his forehead when he was thinking intensely showed that he wasn't as immune to the outside world as he tried to project. Then why was he so quiet? She wouldn't mind him lashing out, she would lash out too but the silence was discomforting.

She placed her hand on his arm and was about to ask but was literally shocked with the temperature. Oh god he was burning with fever. Mayank looked causally at her and she felt like screaming. So this was it. So this was the reason why the volcano hadn't erupted yet? She never stopped herself from sharing her problems with him, she was an open book to him but he? He was going to silently suffer? Damn him….damn this man. She asked the Auto driver to stop.

Mayank got a little alarmed, the change in his wife's expression wasn't good. It sent danger signals in his head. He said..Nupur tum….Nupur didn't pay any attention , got down from the auto and walked across the street..he wondered where she was going? Was she mad or what? He looked out and thought of getting out and following when he saw she went to the pharmacy shop. Few minutes later she came back with medicines and a bottle of mineral water. She held out the medicine to him and gestured him to swallow it. He could sense his wife was damn pissed off with him forhiding his fever and was now giving him the cold treatment. He was very frightenedof this avatar, he preffered her screaming.

Nupur asked the auto driver to take them to Samrat's outhouse and Mayank kept quiet. His heart was already racing .He was sweating too but didn't know whether it was the fever or the nervousness. Mayank and Nupur finally reached the outhouse and Nupur entered ahead of him, she was carrying the key with her. He entered behind her silently and tried to smile. Nupur gestured him to change his clothes and lie down. Still not a word. He did as she said and lay down. After some time she came with a cold compress and placed it on his head. Silently sat down and kept adjusting it on his head. Still not a word. Now he got really desperate.

H e said..Nupur tum aaj kitnee khoobsoorat lag rahi ho…yeh color tumpar kitna suit karta hai...you are looking super hot…and winked…

Nupur…achha? Tumse bhi zyada hot? Kitnee temeperature hogi tumhari? 104, 105? Oh mein toh bhool hi gayi ki tum jaise perfect insaan ko bukhar bhi hota hai.

Mayank- Nupur suno….mein tumhey batane hi wala tha..

Nupur- agar har baat tumhey mujhsey chhupana hi parey toh mujhsey shaadi hi kyun ki? Chhod detey mujhey mandap pe…mein marr nahi jati…

Mayank- Nupur suno….Tum tensed ho jati…Tum already itnee tensed ho…Gunjan ko leke JD ko leke…mein samhal leta…bas fever hi to hai…

Nupur now trying to suppress her tears…haan mujhey kyun batana..mujhey to yeh sab samrat se pata chalne wala tha na….aajkal doosrey logon se pati ke bare me pata chalta hai ….with that she gets up to go away…

Mayank holds her hand and pulls her close in an embrace….Sorry Mrs Sharma… aisa phir nahin hoga…promise…

Nupur…trying not to cry..promise karo har baat tum apne tak nahin rakhogey…mujhey sab bataogey..

Mayank with his most gorgeous dimpled smiled said- Promise…

Nupur now with a slight smile wipes her tears and said..chalo chhodo.. mein thermometer laati hoon…

She gets up and goes to the other room to get the thermometer, after some time she starts ranting..Mayank tumko meine kaha tha ek naya thermometer lana…yeh wala achha nahin hai….iska cap khul bhi nahi raha hai….kabhi bhi koi bhi kaam tum meri sunkey nahin kartey…gyanai baba…….. she went on and on and on….trying to unscrew the thermometer case cap…

Mayank smiled to himself…Finally se is back to her elements…thanx god….he took a pillow and put it on his ears ….He knew she would get even more angry if he looked unaffected and he loved to see her pouted lips….he smiled to himself and faked sleep….

hope you liked it....😃

Mishu, hope u had a great birthday..............wish u a very happy life ahead

Dear Mishu....🤗

haapy belated birthday!!

happy Birthdayyy Mishu, 🥳

I don't know you, but I would still like to wish you many happy returns of the day. I hope all your wishes come truue :D