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PART 2
NOTE : So I would have loved to see the marriage promo play out a little bit more .. I would have loved to see Mehak taking control and Shaurya being the silent background supporter , the kind who would have picked her sandals and her Chunni...
So in mynext part .. you would see a more independent Mehak ..who is a little bit demanding with shaurya ..and Shaurya willingly giving in ...
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The chota mota bhukaamp( mini earthquake ) with its epicenter in Purani Dilli , rocked his office again..
Ab kya ..Now what ..Shaurya's tone betrayed just a bit of exasperation...
Over the past week that Mehak Sharma had joined his restaurant ..she had made the weirdest demands.. I mean he was still anticipating the pressure cooker ..he knew better now ..but" sil batta" The stone slab with a pounder ..the kind used in rural North India ..God that was something ..he had to make his team scrounge all of Delhi markets and adjoining villages to find one..
And then the ingredients .. oh blimey... ..God knows what kind of saag ...(leaves ) roots ( jimikand , suran anyone ...), grains ( ram daana.??.it took them a while to figure out she was asking for amaranth..) ..she would demand ..
It was tough to even explain to his procurement team what she wanted ..let alone actually source it..
Well thanks to that fact that He was who he was ,.. Shaurya Khanna ..who was never defeated ..who always had an ace up his sleeve .. he would figure out where to find what his temperamental chef would demand next...
To be fair she had never let him down. Once she was given what she demanded , she whipped up the most delightful , innovative and delicious dishes. The menu of his restaurant looked like no other. It was truly the fusion concept he had dreamed.
Fusion of taste and health, fusion of Indian ingredients and western cooking techniques, blending in diverse cuisines to create something totally unique.
He loved the fact that she did not demand expensive imported ingredients , what she could do with locally sourced food was just amazing.
Ms. Sharma ..what do you need .., he repeated the question , sensing just a little bit of hesitation.
umm I need my own ..cr..credit card..I mean a corporate card..
Why ? his eyes narrowed down to icy slits.. so is this girl finally showing her true colours ..is she also like every body else after ?? money.??.bloody gold diggers all of them..
umm.. I do not need like a heavy limit ..just 10,000 Rupees. She had by now rushed into speech ..revealing her nervousness . this man still made her very vey nervous..
"I will link it to his app in mobile phone and then I can go to Azadpur Mandi ( farmer's market) on my own and buy what I need, every morning. You know because of demonetization a lot of vendors now use this app to accept payments.
Sometimes I get more ideas when I am surrounded by ingredients..
And again through this app you can keep a track of where and what I am spending"... she trailed off..
He relaxed . he really had to get better of thinking the worst about everyone , but life had given him hard knocks and made him cynical. He had seen the worst in almost all the people surrounding him. It was truly difficult for him to trust anybody.
Very few people so far could make that grade. Maybe this girl will ..eventually.
mmm.ok..he said .. and immediately got his reward.
A big smile broke on Mehak's facing lighting her eyes. and he was again lost
So you will call up finance guys ...Sir?? she asked softly ..
Hmmm .yes... yes .I will
He was still looking at her as she turned on her heels and left the room.
NOTE : So I would have loved to see the marriage promo play out a little bit more .. I would have loved to see Mehak taking control and Shaurya being the silent background supporter , the kind who would have picked her sandals and her Chunni...
So in mynext part .. you would see a more independent Mehak ..who is a little bit demanding with shaurya ..and Shaurya willingly giving in ...
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
The chota mota bhukaamp( mini earthquake ) with its epicenter in Purani Dilli , rocked his office again..
Ab kya ..Now what ..Shaurya's tone betrayed just a bit of exasperation...
Over the past week that Mehak Sharma had joined his restaurant ..she had made the weirdest demands.. I mean he was still anticipating the pressure cooker ..he knew better now ..but" sil batta" The stone slab with a pounder ..the kind used in rural North India ..God that was something ..he had to make his team scrounge all of Delhi markets and adjoining villages to find one..
And then the ingredients .. oh blimey... ..God knows what kind of saag ...(leaves ) roots ( jimikand , suran anyone ...), grains ( ram daana.??.it took them a while to figure out she was asking for amaranth..) ..she would demand ..
It was tough to even explain to his procurement team what she wanted ..let alone actually source it..
Well thanks to that fact that He was who he was ,.. Shaurya Khanna ..who was never defeated ..who always had an ace up his sleeve .. he would figure out where to find what his temperamental chef would demand next...
To be fair she had never let him down. Once she was given what she demanded , she whipped up the most delightful , innovative and delicious dishes. The menu of his restaurant looked like no other. It was truly the fusion concept he had dreamed.
Fusion of taste and health, fusion of Indian ingredients and western cooking techniques, blending in diverse cuisines to create something totally unique.
He loved the fact that she did not demand expensive imported ingredients , what she could do with locally sourced food was just amazing.
Ms. Sharma ..what do you need .., he repeated the question , sensing just a little bit of hesitation.
umm I need my own ..cr..credit card..I mean a corporate card..
Why ? his eyes narrowed down to icy slits.. so is this girl finally showing her true colours ..is she also like every body else after ?? money.??.bloody gold diggers all of them..
umm.. I do not need like a heavy limit ..just 10,000 Rupees. She had by now rushed into speech ..revealing her nervousness . this man still made her very vey nervous..
"I will link it to his app in mobile phone and then I can go to Azadpur Mandi ( farmer's market) on my own and buy what I need, every morning. You know because of demonetization a lot of vendors now use this app to accept payments.
Sometimes I get more ideas when I am surrounded by ingredients..
And again through this app you can keep a track of where and what I am spending"... she trailed off..
He relaxed . he really had to get better of thinking the worst about everyone , but life had given him hard knocks and made him cynical. He had seen the worst in almost all the people surrounding him. It was truly difficult for him to trust anybody.
Very few people so far could make that grade. Maybe this girl will ..eventually.
mmm.ok..he said .. and immediately got his reward.
A big smile broke on Mehak's facing lighting her eyes. and he was again lost
So you will call up finance guys ...Sir?? she asked softly ..
Hmmm .yes... yes .I will
He was still looking at her as she turned on her heels and left the room.
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