“Madam, Mr. Salil Verma died last night.”
“Any major complications regarding any issue ?”
“No Madam. Will you be there at the funeral ?”
“No.”
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“Mamma, Jeet is a nice guy.”
“You need a lot of time to decide that. Not now.”
“Mamma…..”
“No more discussion. You are getting late. You are supposed to assist me in the multiple fibrosis case.”
“Mamma…you know what ? You are making a mistake. I can take my decisions now. Just because you weren’t happy with your marriage……… “
“ You can slap me but cannot change my mind. Dr. Rekha Mistry – mark my words.”
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“Rekha, I think we don’t need this.”
“ Salil, are you out of your mind ?”
“Rekha, it’s a girl.”
“You did an amniocenetesis ? Do you realize what have you done ? ”
“C’mon Rekha, its ours. I wanted to know. My parents wanted to know. And I don’t think they will be happy with a ……”
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“Baba, how is my child ?”
“She survived. My girl is a fighter.”
“Don’t cry Rekha. She is your daughter. You have to be her moth…