The morning breakfast is ready on the table and Meghna's dad is already devouring it. There are pancakes and orange juice today. With some apples and Nutella. Yummy, exclaims Meghna as she runs downstairs straight from her room when she gets the captivating smell of the food which pleases her senses.
"Mom! Wow, a whole lot of delish is here." Meghna says in an excited tone.
"Yes. Come sit. How are you now?" Her mom invites her, keeping three plates on the table.
"I'm all fine. My wound hurts a little bit, but I can endure it." She says, cheerfully. She is happy today.
"Why did you run? You should rest. Go to the room I'll bring the breakfast for you there itself." Her mom reminisces of her condition.
"No need mom! Just give it to me here. There's always fun in eating together and we
