PART2
Rahul heads into the bathroom for a quick shower before rushing to work. As Rahul is rinsing his hair, his thoughts wander back to the parcel he has received earlier, but before he can ponder about that too long he hears his cell go off once again.
"Dang.. must be the Joshika, always trying to hit on me, no matter how many hints I give her that I'm simply not interested" saying Rahul quickly rinses himself, grabbing a towel to wrap, he heads out the bathroom.
Checking to see the missed call and smirking to himself on his perfect guess, Rahul grabs his button up t-shirt and his slacks and puts them on in a hurry, drying his hair, and running his fingers through them to set them in place, Rahul gives one last look into the mirror and heads out the door with a piece of toast in his mouth.
As he is walking down the staircase to get to the subway he sees the train's doors closing, not wanting to miss the train Rahul makes a mad dash for the train.
"Sh**.. missed it, ab wo Buddha zaroor pakayega" thinking over any possible excuse to give today Rahul takes a seat on the bench.
After about two minutes of sitting Rahul gets up, checking his watch every other minute and looking down the track for the next incoming train.
Finally after what seems like eternity to Rahul a train pulls into the station, after twisting and turning through the undergrounds of New York for 20 minutes, Rahul finally gets off at his stop.
As Rahul walks up out of the underground we see a huge fifty storied office up in front of him, The Brooklyn Office of Architecture and Design. Rahul has always been taken in by sketching, and in that his favorites to sketch had been buildings. He has always been fascinated by the design and the structure of buildings. Needless to say, he spent many a hours in office designing and re-designing his sketches, but please don't be mistaken, he might sound like a total bore, a workaholic, but along with work, Rahul had his share of fun, more of fun if I might add.
Rahul entered the revolving door, only to hear his name behind him, from the same familiar voice he heard every day.
"Rahul" came a slightly high pitched, annoying voice.
"Hello Joshika" Rahul mumbled without even bothering to turn around. This had sort of become a habit for him, no matter what time he walks into work, Joshika always seems to be there to greet him.
With her right behind him, Rahul walks into the elevator to bump into his good buddy Rohan.
"Hey Rahul, how was your weekend" Rohan says grinning ear to ear as usual.
"Nothing much bro, same old, hit up a few parties here and there, slept, ate, watches a couple of flicks" Rahul replies nonchalantly.
"You?" Rahul adds, more out of habit.
But before Rohan could speak..
"Oh wow Rahul, what movies did you watch?" asks Joshika, completely oblivious to the fact that none of the guys were really speaking to her.
Rahul and Rohan look at each other, only for a second for, there were high chances of them bursting up laughing, before Rahul could muster a reply, stifling his urge to laugh, he was saved the trouble by the *ding* signaling the arrival of his floor.
As soon, as Rahul and Rohan got to their cubicles, and they were out of Joshika's earshot, they cracked up. This is not meant to be taken as a rude gesture of anything, but it was simply to hilarious. Joshika, has been trying to hit on Rahul ever since she set her eyes on him, it has been two years and the story is still the same, Joshika running after Rahul, and Rahul running the other way. No matter what, Rahul simply wasn't interested.
Don't take me wrong, he has plenty of friends who are girls, and a handful of them were his previous girlfriends too, but he had just never felt the spark, the people speak of in a relationship.
Now Rahul doesn't know if the reason for no spark is cause of his mockery of love, or the fact that he hasn't found the ONE yet. All he knows is that there might be such a thing as love, but he has had no proof of it yet, and he won't believe it till he is in love himself.
After all three of the hear a earful from their boss about their late entry, they make their way back to their cubicles, to set forth in the task at hand.
*** India ***
As Ridhimma is lying in bed, she doesn't feel sleepy.
To pass time, she decides to ring up Armaan.
"Hello" she hears his groggy voice on the other end.
"Armaan, tum so rahe the?"
"Madam, aapne time dekha? Raat ke gyara bajh rahe hai, aam aadmi iss waqt sota hai"
"Hawww, itna attitude dikhate hai, dekho toh, pehle kaun raat mai chup chup ke khidkiyon se ata tha huh?? Shaadi pakki hogayi, toh mujhe bhool gaye"
"I was just kidding hun, waise bhi mujhe tumhari bohut yaad aa rahi thi" Armaan says grinning.
"Haan haan, mujhe banao mat, mujhe sab pata hai, kisko kiski kitni yaad aarahi thi"
"Arey honey, believe me to sahi, aur tum kya, mujhse ladai karne ke liye itni raat ko phone kiya?"
"Hmmph, baat nahi karni hai toh seedha seedha kehde na, good night!" saying that Ridhimma, hangs up.
"Arey suno toh" Armaan shouts into the receiver, realizing she has already hung up, he puts down his phone.
"Ms. Nautanki ko manana padega abhi, ye toh Armaan ka bai haath ka khel hai" Armaan says laughing to himself.
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Here is Part 2 of the story!! Please comment/criticize!!
You will see Muskaan's entry soon, but it will be a short part.
Will update that asap!!! Edited by ibdt2004 - 15 years ago
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
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