She sent a text on WhatsApp to her. “Rishab, I am having a strange pain in the left side of my chest, and feeling breathless. Could you please come to Express Avenue immediately?”

Rishab, being a doctor and a close friend of Niharika, texted her. “I’ll be there in five minutes. Drink some water and sit under a fan, or maybe, stand near a window to get some fresh air.”

Rishab sped up his bike to EA, which is three kilometres away from his home. He checked his phone for her response, but there was nothing. It increased his blood pressure. He might be a doctor by profession; still he had a heart that cared for her and blood that boiled under pressure.
Rishab reached the mall in about ten minutes. He parked the bike on the road in jiffy, and ran to the entrance calling her on mobile phone. She did not pick up the phone. It increased the pressure inside.

As soon as he entered the mall, he was surprised to see an empty mall and all the lights were turned off. He could not find a single human being inside the mall. He stood there confused in disbelief. A little kid came from behind, held his hand and gave him a red-colored paper.

“It’s a Heart Attack baby!” was written on it. He smiled, turned around to thank the little girl, but she was not there. For a moment, he doubted if she was real or not. Lights flashed suddenly from a showroom. It was Sony’s. Around 16 HDTV’s flashed “Happy Valentine’s Day Doc!”

He could not react. He called Niharika on her mobile phone. Neither she picked up the call nor did he hear the ringtone. A red colored arrow shot from nowhere stopped before him pointing the escalator. The sidelights switched ON and displayed arrow mark in the direction of Café Coffee Day.

He walked faster than he usually do towards Café Coffee Day. The doors opened automatically, but it was completely dark inside. A focus light from top fell on him first, then another light fell on Niharika, dressed up in red colored sheath party dress that ran from the bottom of her toes to the top of her chest and hugged her curves to elegance. The one-shoulder strap bodice adorned with heart shaped embellishments had drowned from the left side waistline in front. A small heart-shaped diamond pendant hanged from a think platinum chain around her neck, sparkling diamond-studded earrings dangled on her ears, and her radiant face gleamed in the focus light. Before her, a large heart-shaped strawberry-flavored cake was kept on the table.

She spoke in a husky voice. “I am having a strange feeling in the left side of my chest. It must be...” She paused. He walked up to her and completed her sentence. “Love!”

She went down on one knee, took out the sparkling diamond ring, and said, “I am breathless. Will you be my breathe?”

“I am and I will be… forever!” He said and kissed her on lips for a minute.

The entire mall became colorful. Almost close to two hundred people started clapping, Niharika and Rishab cut the cake happily, marking the start of a wonderful journey of love on Valentine’s Day. The bolder the better!

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