A white colored Audi R8 sports car was running in Mumbai city, Maharashtra, India at its maximum speed. Seemed like the driver had a race against time.
After a few sudden turns, the driver applied the brakes, and the car stopped with a jerk in the parking lot of Goenka Medical College and Hospital.
Two young ladies, who are looking like a princess of some elite family, by their looks, came out from either doors of the car.
“Wow Simmi, today you drove the car faster than ever as well as safer too. I Love it sweetie.”
Simmi loves it when someone praised her. She got excited and raised the collar of her white silk shirt with an attitude. “Yup dear, PS, sometimes even I wonder about my unremarkable skills. How can one born with so many talents?”
Simmi chirped half jokingly to her best friend Pari Singh, whom she used to call PS.
“You are so self-obsessed.” Pari shook her head, seeing her best friend, who is not less than a crazy bug.
“This is called talent. Every random person doesn’t have it.” Simmi winked at Pari to tease her.
Simmi’s teasing provoked Pari. “You, brat......” She clenched her fist and strode towards Simmi.
Simmi understood that Pari’s approach was to catch her, and she ran from there.
“Hey you stop.” Pari too increased her pace, but Simmi was way too faster.
Both the girls were running and chasing while laughing hard, creating havoc at the main door of the hospital, when suddenly near the main gate of the building Simmi turned around to look at Pari, who was left behind.
“PS, you are a lazy snail. You can’t catch me, darling.” Simmi was walking backwards while teasing Pari and didn’t realize that someone was coming from the opposite direction and they ‘Crashed.’
Simmi bumped into a suited man who was striding towards the entrance door of the hospital in a rush.
Both fell down. Simmi towered over a very handsome, tall, masculine man, owner of sharp features and a pointed jaw line, but currently having a frowned line on his broad forehead because of the sudden fall.
Pari stopped there itself and burst into laughter seeing Simmi fallen into an embarrassing situation.
Simmi was lost for a few seconds because of the unexpected accident. She got back to her senses by Pari’s laughter and noticed the guy’s frowned face. She immediately tried to get up but her hand slipped and she once again fell on the guy’s chest with a thud, “Damn it!” Simmi mumbles and it increased the frown lines on the guy’s face.
Pari’s laughter increased even more. Simmi tilted her head, looked at Pari and screamed, “Stop laughing, you maniac, and help me first.”
The guy shrank his eyes and closed his ears; coz the loud and sharp yell of Simmi fell into his ears, buzzing his ear drums.
Pari came forward while controlling her laughter and extended her hand to Simmi to help her get up from the guy.
After helping up, Simmi dusted her clothes and bowed with respect in front of the guy and said. “I am so sorry Mister.”
She knew it was her mistake, that’s why she apologized respectfully, but after that she didn’t wait for the latter’s response and moved forward with Pari towards their way when the suited guy taunted her from behind.
“How could any random person drop into a place like hospital without manners and decency?”
Simmi heard it clearly and turned around immediately. She couldn’t take the wrong accusation.
“Excuse me, it was just an accident. I know it’s my mistake. That’s why I apologized and I meant it.” She found that guy’s taunt absurd and rude, still she retorted calmly.
The suited guy was Dr. Samrat Malhotra, dean of the Goenka Medical College and Hospital, famous neuro surgeon of the country and known as Dr. SM in the medical world. This little girl’s attitude who dared to retort Dr. SM under the roof of his own hospital surprised him.
“The worst thing about this generation is insincerity; they take everything as a joke. They are not serious about anything. Simply wasted my time.” Dr. Samrat said rudely and blabber last line to him while looking at his limited edition wrist watch.
Simmi’s temper rose at the constant taunt of this man, who was thinking very highly of himself. Obviously, she can’t let it go without refuting.
“Who asked you to waste your precious time to taunt me and how do I prove that I meant it, when I apologized? Shall I kill myself to show you my sincere realization?”
“Up to you.” Samrat tossed another taunt, turned on his heels, and walked from there.
Simmi’s mouth opened wide in shock. Even she is not used to such rude behavior from anybody. She is a kind-hearted girl and behaves nicely to everybody and used to get love and respect.
“Excuse me.” Simmi said from behind.
“Ok, excused.” Samrat said carelessly, without turning back, continued striding, and entered the hospital building.
Simmi was born and brought up in an elite family as a princess. Her father, Rishabh Oberoi, was a big business owner and after his death, she was the apple of the eye of her elder brother Rahul Oberoi and very precious to the entire family.
She only used to get love and pamper, but nobody had talked to her like this ever before. She fumed inwardly, whereas Pari laughed out loud, seeing for the first time somebody won over her naughty friend.
“Simmi, hats off to this guy. He suppressed you today.”
“Don’t forget who am I? I will let him know the consequences of messing with Simmi Oberoi.” She said proudly while gazing at the departing figure of Samrat with a mischievous smile in her eyes.
She took out the dark shade lipstick from her purse, applied it on her lips and kissed on her palm tightly, printing dark lip marks on her palm. Then she ran towards Samrat earnestly.
“Excuse me, mister, I am sorry to say, but I printed my lipstick on your cheeks when I accidentally collided with you. It was looking embarrassing.” Simmi pointed a finger towards Samrat’ cheek and said very seriously with an embarrassed look and crouched eyelashes.
Samrat, without doubting on her intention, fell for it. He hurriedly grabbed his handkerchief and started rubbing his right cheek.
“No, it’s there.” Simmi pointed towards his left cheek and inte*rrupted his action.
Samrat started wiping his left cheek. If somebody sees it, then the scenario will be unimaginably embarrassing for him.
After he was done with rubbing his cheeks multiple times, Samrat unwantedly raised his eyebrows to Simmi, who was gazing his all actions keenly.
This is what Simmi was waiting for, and she jumped in immediately. “It’s still there. Wait a minute, let me help you.”
She pressed her right palm on his left cheek, making her lip marks from her palm print on his cheeks and, after pretending to help him for a few minutes, she let it go. “Now it’s perfectly alright. You can thank me. It will cost nothing.”
Simmi’s face was glowing after the successful execution of another prank.
Proud and arrogant, Samrat didn’t bother to thank this naughty girl and moved towards his office.
Pari started laughing from behind, who was watching the entire prank of Simmi with wide eyes
“Simmi, what did you do and why?” Pari knew Simmi, how naughty and *what kind of prankster she was, but sometimes she couldn’t understand why she had to do this with a stranger.
“Nothing, this rude man needed a shock treatment from Dr. Simmi Oberoi. Now he will think twice before messing with me again in the future.”
Simmi was proud of her doings, and Pari just shook her head. Both moved towards their destination.
“Dr. SM, please wait.”
A nurse ran towards Samrat, while calling him from behind when he was moving towards his cabin. He stopped and turned around to face the head nurse. “What....?”
The nurse was frozen in her place after seeing the lipstick mark on Dr. Samrat Malhotra’s cheek.
