Sweetness

“What am I doing here?” asked math professor Avadesh lying on the hospital bed, to his wife Asha with questions in his eyes.

“You had fainted.”

“Let us get out of here. I fainted on the day of the festival. We have to do the Diwali puja as soon we go home.”

“We have to celebrate Diwali here in the hospital. Today is the ‘Brother’s festival’. Your sister is praying sitting outside this room. By god’s grace, you are fine now. I will ask her to come in.”

As soon as Asha left, the doctor came in and said “How are you Mr. Avadesh? We had lost hope that you will come out of your coma. If you remember, please tell us what happened that day?”

“Doctor, on the day of Diwali, I took three pills that were prescribed for diabetes. I thought that I will now eat a lot of sweets for all three days of the festival.”

“Mr. Professor, your math doesn’t work everywhere. Because of you, your family did not eat any sweets for the festival.”

“Doctor, please do not tell about this to Asha.”

“I have heard everything. You behaved like a kid! We were all terrified.” said Asha.

“Doctor, please give me a diabetes pill again. Hearing her sweet talk, my sugar level is shooting up again.”