The Quill Part 2- - Page 87

“Have u ever said my name with passion?” he pretended to be outraged

“You don’t deserve it” she bit her lower lip hiding a smile, as he ground his upper body on hers

He has got equal match 🤣 in her.

I don't know about everyone but i learnt and Learn so much from your stories and writings , as in for a girl , daughter, wife , daughter in law ... And in near future hopefully as a mother too.... It's so amusing when someone teaches you so much important values to you even though you don't know them so personally and don't talk to them.. I have known you for 8 years now thank you for all the valuable lessons you taught me in my life Nisha and all other readers too from finished and current story.

Y suddenly this emotional reply because i have finally someone to talk about sosy in person i have become close to a neighbours daughter in law , and i suggested sosy ❤️ the writing and the numerous discussions and advices in your story makes people think harder , take decisions, makes their day and learn so much 💕

Thank you 💗

Sorry couldn't post comments again , gave a break life is take a toll on me very badly ... Hope everyone are doing well 😊

Gaurav is absolutely unbearable!! What a —————!

Oh lord, Roonie?!🥰😝hahahaha

Well done

What’s sosy? Is this another story of Nisha? Can you please send me the link

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/123522859

Software symphony

Nisha mam’s fantastic story and excellent writing skill

Omg you should read that first ,then only u can understand what we are talking about👍🏼😳

“I don’t have to answer you”

“Abhi kaha ho aap I want to meet you”

“Apne ghar mein… I have my own place, unlike you”

Click

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Booked

The noise, the flying dust and cement and the uneven gravel outside was getting to her the last week

Trucks roared in and out, men smoked just around the corner from the store. Scaffolding looked like a maze outside

Customers weaved their way into the shop, often parking half a km away

Kids stared in awe at the heavy equipment and machinery

Towers Partners used state of the art cement mixers and, sealing material

It was impossible to take the pounding, the whole week, she sympathized with Harkeerat and the two customer attendants

Business was brisk as new school year book sales had begun

She wanted to display backpacks inside a makeshift bus like design, she had even called a prop company to bring it in and arrange it, but the dust and

Rudyard Kipling Courting of Diana and other stories, Ajit Singh from Satnam Builders the guy that uncaringly had sold this building was nowhere to be found

She had left 3 messages for him

She could have asked Pradyut last night “WHO do you meet? Ajit Singh has vanished” “Hey can I meet Ahit Singh so I can swear at him, BTW yes, I married you to get the store, and am now using you to intimidate the seller”

Nope!

She didn’t ask Pradyut

She had left messages with the Construction Manager, the Site Supervisor and the “Design Manager”

Every afternoon in her lunch hour she was wandering over the rubble and building material to find an official

She was yelled at sometimes for not hard hatting or wearing a orange vest

The Project head went as far as to come into her store and instructed her to be in hard hats

“Is the roof going to fall on my head?”

“Umm.. no Ma’am”

“then I wont, I am busy so sorry”

“Ma’am its for your safety only” “Mr Munjal insists”

“Which Munjal?” she scoffed

“Mr Gopal Munjal, we operate under a lot list of self imposed codes, not to mention Chandigarh laws as well”

“I am fine, this store is fine I will not wear a hard hard neither with the team” she smiled slowly losing her composure

Gaurav had taken whatever little energy she had this afternoon

This chaos was all Rajesh Bhushan had left! A soft spoken decent man who loved rare books

She began to cry as the guy was leaving

She made a fresh pot of coffee and wiped down the reading nook

And rearranged some displays

Customers came and went, she didn’t say anything to her mother, just checked on the puppy at Tushar’s

She found a 20 something browsing the book cases

“Hi! Let me know if you need to look at one closely, I can give you a pair of gloves and you can sift through it”

“Oh really?” “Hmmm” she rubbed her hands

“Do u like old books?”

“My DADD!! Haa… I mean Daddy is the most I mean I don’t know how to say it” she rolled her eyes and smacked her lips

Taaruni was reminded of her 20 year old naïve self, she spoke animatedly also

Self absorbed and innocent

“My Dad loved it so much instead of saving it for himself he began selling them”

“I don’t know ANY place that sells so many” the young girl was astonished

“I think he collected them over years” Taaruni found herself choking up

A loud boom and crash distracted them for a bit

This was no setting for a quaint bookstore she realized

No cozy old world architecture no historic building

Her anger zipped through the roof

“This must get very noisy” the young girl laughed as she grimaced

“Yes, it does, every freaking day until they are done building their dream mixed used space”

“Wowww, how long?”

Taaruni shrugged as she observed the expression of shock wash over her

“I am sorry… that’s a lot to deal with”

Taaruni felt a surge of self pity

“Can I please look at the Rudyard Kipling book?” she pointed to the third shelf, 2nd row from top

“Sure, Taaruni sprinted to her Dad’s office to grab the keys and gloves, and handed it to her

About 30 or so minutes later

She approached the register “I will take this” she beamed

“Just like that?”

“Yes” she nodded

It was recorded for Rs. 18,100 in Papa’s inventory list

“I can throw some pen or office supplies in there for Rs.500”

“That’s OK” she shrugged

“Are u sure, I have some really cute supplies, and coffee mugs with funny book lover quotes” “Grab a couple… as a freebie”

The girl picked one “My weekend is all booked”

“My Dad is a Municipal Commissioner, he knows about noise ordinance and such I am sure he can help” she spoke nervously

Taaruni’s eyes filled with instant tears “Are u serious?”

“Oh yeah”

By the evening, work had stopped at Zenith Astro!!

Pradyut had flown back to Delhi that morning, he was going to tell her she had been out too long as usual

When his Project Manager texted him

He was fuuuurious

Taaruni, swept up the store front wiped down the glass windows, washed the sidewalk around it

Oh my godddd 🤯😱😱😱

Hi 👋☺️ It's the first story written by Nisha like 8 years back ...pretty please read it like right now 😅🤭 and you can anytime message me about it and we can have discussion whenever you feel like it 🔥 I'm always available for sosy 💗we can even talk about it 24/7 🫣

Die hard fan of sosy💕 No I'm not exaggerating it read it you'll know it 🤭☺️😝

Oh how i wish to be rich like R&B to have an opportunity to publish Nisha mam sosy into books ❤️🔥 i would have sent unlimited messages and calls to publish her book 🫣 and make promotions all over social media...

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