"Riya's point of view,"
I said, "Peace of mind," as I took out my phone and dialed Harsh's number.
"Hello, Harsh, what are you up to these days?" I said this while focusing entirely on Harsh.
"I miss you," Harsh answered from the other side, "and aside from that, I'm attempting to cook."
"What exactly am I hearing?"
"Food? Are you attempting to prepare a meal?"I expressed my surprise.
Harsh cheerfully remarked, "Yeah, I'm trying to cook, and I've washed my clothes."
"May I inquire about what is going on today all alone?" I made a sarcastic comment.
Harsh nervously said, "Maggi and tea."
Harsh had complimented the dinner I had prepared, and I instantly remembered. Harsh was always a big fan of the cuisine I made. Tears welled up in my eyes.
"You tell me what's going on."
"What's
