Champagne celebrations

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Champagne celebrations 

“Congratulations Ma’am your first deal”. 

Said Mehra both with a smile and excitement. 

He handed over a document which was confirmation that the old printing press that her father used to work for was now Bajaj property. 

Prerna in someways couldn’t  believe she’d successfully accomplished this. 

When you ended up in a place like Prerna was, somewhere  unfamiliar as this all she could do was feel a relief and a contentment. “Thank you Mr Mehra, I couldn’t have done it without you.”Mehra smiled again and excused himself now that there was something accomplished there was room for breathing space.

Prerna watched Mehra leave and then looked at the document. 

Property deeds under the Name of Rishabh Bajaj Group of Companies and addressed to Co CEO Prerna Bajaj.

A moment or two to ponder and Prerna hears her phone ring. 

Mr Bajaj she reads on the phone display. Accepting the call to her his voice. 

“Congratulations Mrs Bajaj Mehra tells me you’ve acquired deal one.” 

“Thank you..” she says with a smile not having expected her husband to be so informed but she should have known. Word travels at the speed of light. 

Back home Rishab sits comfortably in his chair.

“Ive arranged for a dinner party tomorrow evening to celebrate, I’ll let you choose the guests and the details.”

Rishab didn’t expect her to respond straight away and was about to close the call but she had an answer and certain one at that. 

“Aap, Kuki, Mr & Mrs Mehra aur Ma.” She said confidently. 

“As you wish” replied Rishabh and they went on to talk about what Prerna wanted for the event. 

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Late that night in Bajaj bedroom as Rishabh smoked in his chair at the window side whilst Prerna was asleep he heard her stir in bed in be. He heard her mummer look restless. When the mummer became words, restlessness he put out his cigar and left his chair to sit by her bedside. Little trinkets of sweat had appeared against her forehead. 

Rishabh took Prernas hand and stirred his finger tips over ..the face of her hand. Softly to comfort her.  “Shush it’s  okay, he whispered.” Until Prerna let out a clear and loud call for Anurag.
Once and then twice, taking it In his stride Rishab looked away for a moment but continued to keep Prernas hand in his. 

Suddenly waking up in a panick.. Prerna shot up looking worried and then slowly relaxed having seen Rishab by her side.

He poured her a glass of water..and she took it from him. For some reason she was able to remember that her dream was about Anurag and it  had led her to call for him.

“i’m sorry..” she said realising that she’d invaded their privacy by having bought Anurag into the room.

“Aap theekh hai?” (‘Are you okay?’), he said with concerned eyes. 

Prerna nodded a yes. 

“Come to bed” she asked him. Knowing she’d  unintentionally hit a sore spot.

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The dinner party Mr Bajaj had arranged was just perfect.

Rishabh decided to dress in Prenas favourite shade of blue with a white collar and Prerna attire complemented it. 

Whilst Rishabh introduced Veena to Mr and Mrs Mehra Prerna made sure the table was laid out. 

The only thing left was to serve drinks, as George was on Kukis beck and call it meant there was no one to open up the bottle of champagne.

Prerna looked towards Mr Bajaj who was stood at a distance with her mother and couldn’t help be caught in a daze. He looked incredibly handsome.

The way he’d invited her mother and dealt with her in such a gentlemanly manner stole her heart.

After a few mins Prerna approached, “ Mr Bajaj,can I have a minute”she  asked politely. He agreed.

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“Can you help me with champagne please.” She asked once they’d stepped aside.

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He poured champagne into the glasses she handed him one at a time at the dinning table whilst taking note of the way but seemed to avoid his gaze.

When they’d finished Prerna ‘Thank you Mr Bajaj

He nodded watching her for a moment curious to know what might be if Prerna would be a little less formal. 

“Call me Rishabh” he asked.

 Prerna looked up with surprise.

She wasn’t convinced when she realised he was serious

She reasoned with him on age and relationship, and tradition.

His eyes however remained adamant and playful, loving and unceremonious. 
A playful ask soon became order.

 “i’ll give you until the end of the evening to oblige ..do it your way or we can do it mine.” He said walking away with his glass leaving Prerna feeling annoyed at his stubbornness

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jagrutid2020-06-21 10:57:00