Father’s Day! OS! By- Amyra! 🥀🐾🥀!!

Gud mrng everyone!!!!!!

Happy Father’s Day to all of you!!!

 

This an story which I had written for my friend…

Kuch dost hote h… Jo apna Holiday homework apne doston ko de dete h….

U see I was only a writer in my batch…

(Not praising.. Guys… Just saying🙃😅😅).

 

I thought to post it here as in form of a os…

 

Toh yha hota h shuru mere OS episodes ka😂😝.

(So from today starts, the Os episodes safar😇🤣😂😂)

 

 

Let’s start!!!

 

A reporter:- any experience that you would like to share, !???

 

A girl:- yea, I had gone through a unwanted Experience. I can’t forget that day! It’s related to my family! Let’s go to flashback… It was a sunny bright morning! We were, I. E. Me and my mumma, we’re trying to bake a cake, a three -floored chocolate cake. It was for my dad, Who had gone out of India for an an important meeting was returning back.. He loved chocolate cake… So in order to surprise him I was taking my mother Ridhima’s help…

(Got it right she is Vanya… Man- vansh. . Woman-ridhima)

We were elated, as he was coming back after 2 weeks almost…. But meanwhile whem we were baking the cake, we got a call it was unknown, though papa was out, so mumma picked it….. But to our shocks…. The call was from a hospital that dad, I. E. Vansh Raisinghania…. Had met with an fatal accident and is in the VR hospital ….

We felt as if our world was crushed by a feet… We stood numb for a minute… Then I came to my senses and asked my mumma to let’s go to him… But she was in deep shock, I got no response. I again asked her but no response. Then I jerked her, making her to break her thoughts.

Ridhima:- h… H…. Hha.

She said these and started to cry…..

I however trying to be strong from outside but was broken into pieces from inside.. Somehow consoled her and we drove to the hospital.

On reaching there, the treatment had already started!.

It was common as it was his hospital and though the first priority for his doctors would be to save him….

I and mumma reached and I asked mumma to sit on the chair outside the hospital room.

I trying hard to control and with outmost courage peeped through the little glass circular window of the door.

After watching the seen inside I was numb, I saw my world, my hero, my best papa was lying in with his white shirt covered with red blood and deep cuts on his head.

I was shocked to the core, I wanted to give him a tight hug, and ask him to get up…. But I knew he is wounded and it would all be in vain…. I confined myself and sat near my mumma consoling her, then after half an hour of fear of loosing him, tension, chills seeing him… A doctor came out, and I hoped that he would say “all ok, take him home” But to the contrary.

He said

Doctor:- we are sorry, but her has an deep cut near his medula, I. E. Lowest part if the brain and we are required to do a brain surgery… ….

My mumma looking at him then after few minutes she said to proceed!.

The doctor told us that, it possible that in brain surgeries the person may forget everything that is his name, family and Everything….

Fearing to loose him instead… We agreed to face everything….

After few hours,

Doctor came out and told us that the surgery was successful.

He would gain conscious in 6 hours.

 

After six hours of long thoughts, a nurse came and told us that he was conscious…. I and mumma were perplexed.. Thinking what will he say. .

 

We entered the room with baby steps and most feared thought of our came true.

He asked who are you both!

I and mumma were even ready for this situation, so we answer “relatives”.

 

Then we told him about his identity… And then he slept and we went back home and removed the things that Smybolised that we were related to him closely…

After a week he was discharged and Continued to live like relatives with him.. We used to take care of him… Mumma was strong and was being normalI used to cry in my room at night… I was missing my papa, my partner in crime, how he used to play with me, how we used to get in the kitchen at night when Mumma used to sleep and eat together…. How I used to sleep with him when, at night I used to be afraid…. He was my bestest friend, father, secret keeper and everything. I was missing my papa….

But we couldn’t make him remember forcefully as it would be fatal for me..

We were waiting for him to remember everything on his own..

 

After months of control on our emotions and hopes….

On one fine day I got up and saw the calender it was fathers day… I remembered how I celebrated it the previous years… But this I wouldn’t be as he doesn’t recognises me….

 

I got up with a sad and upset mood and went down and saw mumma happily baking a chocolate cake… I had seen her this happy after months, I thought that maybe she didn’t wanted me to feel lone on this father’s Day in spite of having a father….

I went up in room back and lied back on my bed remincing my memories with him and our early father’s Day celebrations..but this year I couldn’t do anything.

 

 

Nearly 4pm at evening I went down, atleast to see him once…

But I saw lights switched off, I thought it to be weird… Then I went out in the garden and was surprised to see the decor out there…

Someone came from back and hugged me and said….

Voice:- will my princess not wish me happy father’s Day!???

 

I recognized the voice and was on cloud nine as I heard “princess” After months.

I without thinking for a second turned around and hugged my papa, my hero my everything.

Yes, he remembered everything!.

 

 

 

After breaking the hug .I saw mumma with same chocolate cake that she was making in the morning .

I was little confused that did she knew it!???

 

I asked mumma:::

 

Vanya:- mumma you knew??

Ridhima:- Vanya, last night all of a sudden he fainted, I was perplexed that what Happened, but though it was midnight, I called the doctor and ge said, maybe he will remember everything… I was happy and after few minutes he woke up and said “what happened ridhima, why Are you looking at me like this “? .

 

Flashback mein flashback—-

 

Ridhima :- you remember me?

Vansh:- obviously!.

Ridhima ran to him and gave him. A bone -crushing hug…

And told him everything what happened in last 5months.

 

He was guilty for not recognizing his lifelines!.

 

Vansh:- Vanya, would be hurt…. (Sighs)

 

Ridhima:-i have a way! Tomorrow is father’s Day, currently it’s night, surprise her tomorrow, she will happiest I am sure!

 

Vansh:- yes!!

And though they slept..

 

Flashback mei flashback ends!.

 

Vanya:- I missed you papa, thank you for this best ever surprise of my life!!!

You don’t know how much I missed our pranks on mumma and everything…

You know how difficult was it for us to live with you like strangers, as relatives

…

I knew you will remember us but thought I will not be able to celebrate today with you as previous years.

I was missing you like anything… Love you.. Please don’t do this again.

 

 

But I thought I will not be able to celebrate this year, but we are..love you…

Happy Father’s Day!!!!!

 

Hugged him again cried her heart out….

Vansh was emotional listening to her and hugged her back …

Ridhima was adoring themm.

And joined in…

 

After few minutes they broke it.

Vansh :- let’s celebrate, my princess!

Vanya:- yes papa.

 

And together they celebrated it and were happy.

 

Flashback ends.

 

Present-

Vanya:- so this was the story!

Reporter:- it was so true ! Love between a father and a daughter and can never fade away.. Loved it.. All the best for your next movie directorial!

 

Vanya:- thank you, and yes you are right he still loves me the same! Same Protectiveness, same support and everything and also love him like anything!!!!!

The interview ends!!!

 

 

 

.The End.

 

[I don’t know but I published it yesterday, but how it didn’t published… Again posting..comment as much as you can!!!!i would be looking forward to read them. ]

 

 

Do tell me, how was it!

I really felt through writing it!!.

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