Chapter 3
Khushi sighed looking at the endless piles of paperwork in front of her. Her sleazy boss made sure that Khushi worked for every penny that she earned, not that she was paid much anyway.
She watched as Mr Chadda walked out of his office with a young woman in his arm. The sight itself made her sick but she had got used to it. He had tried to made advances on her too when she had joined but she had refused and he had made her life miserable by giving her the lowest paid job and making her work overtime most days like a slave. He was an old man with a bald head and a stomach the size of a hot air balloon. She was sure that if she poked a pin in him, he would burst. Eventhough his name was Mr Chadda, she had nicknamed him Mr Chaddi, as his underwear was always visible. Yuck!
Her thoughts were interrupted by a buzz on her mobile. She checked and saw an email which immediately made her smile. It was an email from a big company. She had seen a job vacancy in a newspaper over a month ago and had immediately applied. She had completely forgotten about it until now. She thought of how her life would change if she got that job, she'd get out this miserable prison, get paid so much more and actually enjoy working as she had heard it was a respectable place which honoured it's workers. She decided that she needed to buy new clothes for the interview to look presentable. She would have to go in the morning as the interview was just before lunch.
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The next day Khushi woke up bright and early feeling nervous about the rest of the day. It everything went well then her life would be sorted. She decided to ring in sick to work as she knew her horrible boss would never allow her a day off to go to an interview for another company.
She got dressed and headed out to shop. It wasn't ideal as her interview was in a few hours but it was the best she could do in such short notice. The shopping mall was close to the office so she would be able to make it in time.
She entered the shopping mall and walked into the first shop. She spotted a black blazer and went to try it on in the changing room. She decided to buy it as she didn't have time to be picky.
She was about to enter the second shop when she her name being called. She turned around to see the same, old woman she had met in the park earlier in the week.
"Khushi bitiya" called out the lady.
"Kookie!" called out the little girl Ananya clapping her hands.
Khushi laughed seeing Ananya run towards her.
"Kookie ice cream!" said Ananya.
Devyani laughed." She'll never forget the ice cream you bought her".
"Doesn't matter Aunty. Shes too cute" said Khushi while pulling Ananya's cheeks.
"Do you want another Ice cream sweetie? " asked Khushi to which Ananya nodded happily.
"Come let's get some" said Khushi.
"No, bitiya. You did enough the other day, there's no need, you must be busy as it is" said Devyani.
"It's ok aunty, I still have some time. You can get something to drink too" said Khushi.
The three of them went to a cafe. Khushi and Ananya had ice cream while Devyani chose to have a cup of tea.
Khushi noticed that Ananya was trying to feed her doll ice cream.
"Is this your doll? It's very pretty" said Khushi "but I think the doll is full. She's saying that Ananya should eat the yummy ice cream".
"Papa doll" said Ananya pointing to herself.
"Wow, your Papa bought her for you. She's very nice." Said Khushi.
The three of them continued to talk for some time until Devyani said it was time for them to leave. Devyani thanked Khushi for her time and Ananya hugged her and kissed her on the cheek. Khushi waved at them and continued to shop.
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Khushi entered the bathroom in the shopping mall and quickly changed her clothes. She applied some light make up and combed her hair. Satisfied with her look, she left for her interview.
It was a five minute drive and Khushi looked up at the building. It was HUGE and screamed class. She grabbed her folder from the car and entered the building.
She walked to the end of the long corridor and gave the receptionist her name and was told to take a seat. The wait seemed like forever and her throat was feeling dry due to nervousness so she decided to get herself a coffee. The queue was long and took a while. Khushi's heart was racing as she didn't want to be late.
"Khushi Kumari Gupta" came a voice.
Khushi panicked hearing her name and began to run, hoping that the boss hadn't been waiting too long.
She didn't realise that she tripped over until she felt strong arms grab her. She closed her eyes and dreaded opening them. When she didn't hear anything, she slowly opened her eyes only to see soft hazel eyes staring back at her. She broke out of her reverie and stepped back, shocked at the sight in front of her.
His white shirt was covered in coffee and he was not happy about it.
"I'm so sorry" said Khushi and frantically looked around for a tissue. She saw a box on the table and quickly grabbed one and tried to clean his shirt but she was just making it worse.
"Stop it!" He shouted. He was very angry.
"I'm sorry, I heard my name being called and I didn't want to get late..."
"I'm Arnav Singh Raizada and I called out your name for the interview which I was going to take but I guess it's not needed now. You can leave" he said and walked off.
Khushi stood there with tears in her eyes. She had the lost the opportunity of her life because of her stupidity.
Edited by ...Pwincess... - 10 years ago
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