Ishaan's Pov
"Asu!" I shouted, as I woke up from the dream. Sweat beads covered my forehead. Again the same dream. I sighed.
Asu - that's what I remembered about her. She was my best friend... no... no... my tiny best friend. I met her by an accident and then we met quite often. I was her first bestfriend and maybe last too.
I mentally scolded myself for again thinking about her. My phone rang and I saw the caller ID. Mrs. Parkson - the name was flashing on the screen. I recieved the call.
"Hello, Doctor." I said, trying to hide my disturbed voice.
"A very good morning, Dear." She wished in her usual lovable tone.
"I think it's not a good morning in New York, is it?" I asked in a teasing way to divert her.
"Definitely not. But in India, it is." She replied with a smile. "I got your
