CHAPTER 1
-SIX MONTHS AFTER THE PREFACE-
Arnav Singh Raizada, younger brother to Akash Singh Raizada was a renowned business man in the global market. A hot-headed angry young man, dedicated to his work but a kind soul at heart. And mostly feared by everyone...from his employees to the media. Only people who knew him in and out were his elder brother Akash, younger sister Anjali, his Nani Devyani Raizada, his aunt and uncle Manorama and Manohar Raizada. Akash on the other hand, did not go into business. He worked in the HR dept. of a software company in US and was a quiet young man, totally contrasting his younger brother.
He was in India for a visit.
Arnav was in his cabin, discussing some issues with Akash when his phone rang. "Yeah, hello?"
"Hullo ASR? We have intercepted Rahul Varma's call. It's a Miss Malhotra. We weren't able to find the first name."
"Hm. Malhotra, is it...Thanks Aman. I will watch out. When will she be here?"
"I am not sure ASR, but watch out." With that, Aman disconnected the call.
Akash looked at him questioningly, to which Arnav replied, "WORK bhai."
Elsewhere-
Khushi Gupta fiddled with her dupatta as she apprehensively walked into the the dingy locality. It's okay Khushi...It's okay. No harm done. GOD! These clothes are so UNCOMFORTABLE! She looked at the scrunched up paper in her hand to make sure that this was the correct address. Yes it was. She gulped and inhaled deeply. And took her pocket mirror from her cloth bag and examined herself... Uff! This bag was so incovenient! Chanel bags are so much than this cloth bag! She scrunched her nose as she saw how she looked. Even now, there was minimal make up, bUT... GOD! Look at these ear rings! I need smaller ones. Too big, too big. A major fashion faux pas!
It's okay Khushi! You practiced this! Straightening her salwar, she finally knocked at the dusty door in front of her. It opened a wee bit, and she saw two manic eyes peep out at her questioningly.
"Hel-" she stopped. Guplping again, she said, "Ji Namaste. I am Khushi Gupta."
The door opened wider, to reveal a man with slight beard and manic eyes, with unkempt hair. A complete maniac-look! she thought.
"Oh. So you're Khushi." He said, looking at her and then broke into a smile. "This is just perfect! You look so innocent that no one will doubt you!"
Then he stepped aside. "Come in Miss Gupta. As you are already aware, I am Shyam. Shyam Manohar Jha."
Khushi nodded and stepped inside, feeling uneasy about what she was about to do.
Sometime later-
"ASR, the two ladies are here." Aman said, peeping into Arnav's cabin.
"Yeah, send them in one by one." Arnav said, pinching the bridge of his nose with his thumb and index finger. This Malhotra woman hand't turned up yet! It was frustrating him.
Khushi walked into Arnav Singh Raizada's room, feeling apprehensive.
He looked up when he heard tinkling sound of anklets. A girl in red salwar, with her hair braided to one side was standing in front of him, clearly very uncomfortable. He looked at her, and the first thing he saw was her hazel eyes...Beautiful and deep.
She walked to him and handed her file to him, looking at him anxiously.
He wordlessly took them from her, gesturing her to sit down. He looked at her files. Khushi Gupta. Degree in Fashion Technology and many other certificates. And her designs were good. "I am impressed. Well, Ms Gupta, you are hired." he said.
Khushi did not respond, as she was busy looking at the interiors. "Ms Gupta?" he called. No response.
"KHUSHI GUPTA!" he said a little loudly.
She looked at him, startled with a confused look on her face, that soon settled down. "Um. Okay. When do I start?" she asked.
"Tomorrow. At seven thirty in the morning. Sharp." he said and dismissed her. She nodded and gathering her file, began walking out as Arnav said "Next!" loudly.
A well dressed and sophisticated woman walked past Khushi and as she was about to leave, he heard Arnav say in a little strange manner. "Miss Lavanya Malhotra?" Khushi froze in shock.
Arnav watched as Khushi walked out, and another woman entered the room. She had a knee-length pencil-skirt and wore a ruffle-collared white top. He wondered where this 'Malhotra' is...
He took the woman's files and his eyes widened. "Miss Lavanya Malhotra?" he asked.
Lavanya nodded once, and Arnav could see the fear in her eyes and strange demeanour. Yes. This was her alright...
Khushi hurried out, and stood so that she had a better view of the conversations. MALHOTRA!? This definitely meant trouble! She punched a number on the phone. "Hello? Mr Jha, this is Khushi speaking..."
Edited by Dynamix215 - 12 years ago
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