The Angry Bird And The Patient

Uday, a 22-year-old from Hyderabad, was admitted to the hospital with a severe cough. After a series of tests, it was confirmed he had pneumonia, requiring a 10-day stay for treatment. Though many nurses attended to him, one stood out—Arshia.

Arshia was known for her fiery temper, sharp tongue, and unwavering dedication. While other nurses were kind and polite, Arshia’s mix of scolding and care left a unique impression on Uday. One day, after she chided him for not following her instructions, Uday couldn’t resist teasing her. “You’re like an Angry Bird, you know that?” he said with a smirk.

The nickname stuck, much to Arshia’s annoyance. Soon, even her colleagues began calling her “Angry Bird,” which only fueled her frustration. Yet, despite her irritation, Arshia never wavered in her care for Uday. Her fiery scoldings became a daily ritual that he secretly enjoyed.

A Bond Beyond Duty

One morning, Arshia’s duty shifted from the general ward to the ICU. Despite her busier schedule, she still found time to check on Uday before her shift began. Bursting into his room, she barked, “Don’t you dare skip your medicine today. And wipe that smug grin off your face—it’s annoying.”

Uday grinned even wider, knowing her words came from a place of concern. “Yes, ma’am,” he replied, feigning innocence.

Later that day, while Uday was napping, he woke up briefly to see Arshia standing silently by his bedside. Her expression was softer than he’d ever seen, almost tender, as she watched him sleep. She didn’t say anything and left the room quietly, but Uday couldn’t shake the memory. Had he imagined it? Or was there more to her visit?

The Letter

As his discharge day approached, Uday felt an urge to express his feelings—not romantic ones, but admiration for the person Arshia was. He penned a heartfelt letter, explaining the nickname that had both annoyed and amused her.

“Dear Arshia,

I want to explain why I call you ‘Angry Bird.’ It’s not just because of your temper, but because of your strength, your dedication, and the way you care deeply for your patients. Your anger isn’t a flaw; it’s a sign of how seriously you take your responsibilities. You’re powerful, passionate, and unrelenting in your work—qualities I deeply admire.

You’ve made this hospital stay memorable in ways I can’t put into words. I’ll miss your scoldings more than I should.

P.S. If you ever want to yell at me again, here’s my contact number.”

He left the letter on her desk, unsure if she would ever read it, let alone respond.

The Rumors

One week after his discharge, Uday returned for his final check-up. As he waited nervously, Arshia entered the room. Her expression was a mix of exasperation and something he couldn’t quite place.

“You wrote that letter well,” she admitted, her tone softer than usual. But then her voice sharpened. “Thanks to you, my friends think we’re in love! They’ve started spreading rumors that we talk every day on the phone. And we don’t even have each other’s contact!”

Uday was taken aback but couldn’t help smiling. “I’m sorry, Arshia. I didn’t mean to cause trouble. How can I fix this?”

Her lips twitched, as though she was suppressing a smile. “You’ve already done enough. Just… don’t make my life more complicated,” she said, walking away.

Lingering Thoughts

nothing, just a fleeting connection with a patient. But deep down, she knew it was more. As the days passed, Uday found himself thinking about Arshia more often. Her fiery attitude, her unexpected moments of care, and even her scoldings played on repeat in his mind. What was it about her that he couldn’t forget?

Arshia, too, found herself replaying their interactions. The letter, Uday’s playful defiance, and the way he noticed even the smallest details about her—all of it left an impression she couldn’t shake. She told herself it was

The Final Meeting

Uday’s final visit to the hospital was his last chance to see Arshia. As he entered the ward, he spotted her at the desk. She looked up, and their eyes met.

“Back again?” she said with mock irritation. “Are you planning to turn this hospital into your second home?”

Uday grinned. “Only if you promise to keep scolding me every day.”

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the faint smile tugging at her lips. “Get your check-up done and leave before I really lose my temper.”

As he walked out of the hospital, Uday felt a pang of regret. Was this the end of their story?

A Love That Found Its Way

A few weeks later, Arshia surprised herself by calling the number Uday had left in the letter. “You said I could yell at you anytime,” she began, her voice tinged with warmth.

Uday’s heart raced. “And I meant it. But only if you promise to laugh at me afterward.”

Their conversation lasted for hours, and over time, their bond deepened into something neither of them had anticipated. What began as playful teasing and scolding grew into a connection they couldn’t ignore.

Years later, as they stood side by side, Arshia would often joke, “You’re the only patient who ever turned my scolding into a love story.”

And Uday, with his signature grin, would reply, “That’s because you’re the only Angry Bird I’d ever want to be scolded by.” Together, they built a life filled with laughter, love, and just the right amount of fiery banter—proof that sometimes, the most unexpected connections can lead to the most beautiful stories……………………………will be continues if she accepted >>