Guys Part 5 Updated...and those who managed to linger on with my irregularity...thank you so much...🤗
- I KEPT YOUR PRIDE FROM DYING : PART 5 -
MUMBAI JULY 2014
Gauri took the designs and catalogues from Mrs Rathore and headed straight towards the workshop. She was racing against time, but she had to do this. This wasn't an option but a necessity. Opportunities in life were a rarity and her Sankar ji had been kind to her. She just couldn't waste this.
She entered the workshop. It was an odd hour and the lights were switched off. Slowly she lit the room...it was a new beginning for her. She sighed heavily and with a pounding heart and unforeseen determination she set down for the job.
It seemed to be endless. She worked for hours at a stretch checking the designs, the cuts and of course the improvisations. Ultimately her improvisations were much more and the designs were quite different from the ones Mrs Rathore gave her. This realisation dawned upon her when she finished the job. She had been in the workshop for days at stretch just pausing for meals and basic necessities.
She put the finished garments in some cartons and reached Mrs Rathore residence.
"Oh Gauri you won't believe how relieved I am to see you're...Mrs Rathore heaved a sigh of relief..."some members of the Spanish te a shall visit tomorrow..."
"Madamji I have the garments ready..." Gauri replied..."Would you want to have a look? " she asked nervously
Mrs Rathore nodded...Gauri opened the carton...
She displayed the garments...Gauri was worried because the designs were starkly different.
Mrs Rathore saw the designs...and frowned.
Seeing her response Gauri's face fell...she had probably disappointed her...her improvisations weren't successful.
As a whirlwind of emotions were going on in her mind...she suddenly realised Mrs Rathore standing in front of her. Before she could say anything...she took Gauri in an embrace. Gauri was too stunned to response. What exactly was happening?
" Gauri, my child...today you have proved that talent and hardwork has no boundaries...formal education isnt a must if someone sincerely wants to prove oneself...these designs are a masterpiece...i was unable to create such designs in my entire career and you did it in a week. Its God gifted..."
Gauri was in tears...she didn't know how to respond...even a single thank you was a difficult response at that moment...she kept staring through her moist eyes.
"Today I promise you my child...and in the next 3 years you will be one of the biggest names in the fashion industry...The best probably"...Mrs Rathore said with determination...she had found the perfect successor to her legacy.
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The Spanish delegation came over and needless to say they were mesmerized by the designs...
The deal was signed. ...between Mrs Rathore and her Assistant Ms Gauri Sharma...from now on GS.
This was just the beginning of her journey
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MUMBAI JANUARY 2017
"So Mr Omkara Singh Oberoi...your comments please" Gauri asked with a determined, unshaken, cold voice
Om stared at her thinking discreetly about his response.
" Ermm...Miss Gauri..."...he started...
She cut him short..."Please call me GS..."
He frowned..."she doesnt want me to call her Gauri? Why?"
As if reading his thoughts...she replied..."My business associates and colleagues call me GS"
He was startled by her response to his thoughts...the Chulbul in her was still there...Chulbul would always read his thoughts...like a true friend...but at the end like others...he/she too was a betrayer
"GS if Priyanka is okay with the terms and conditions so am I'm...he replied...honestly he didn't hear a word of the conversation and hence was not in a position to answer..."But I would suggest you mail the terms and conditions and we would get it assessed by our legal department. If everything is okay the deal would be finalised"
Saying this he stood up..."I would take your leave now" he said..he couldn't stay there anymore...GS was difficult to handle.
"Wouldn't you like some coffee?" Gauri asked in a overtly polite tone
He looked at her...oh how he hated that tone..."Some other day..." he said..."I have a meeting with a gallery owner...Thank you're
Saying this he rushed out
Gauri saw him leaving...she looked back at Priyanka who seemed extremely confused at her brother's behaviour.
She looked back at Gauri..."I am sorry GS. My brother must have remembered that meeting just now...hence he left in a hurry..."...she said in an apologetic voice
"Never mind..."...Gauri said. " I shall get the terms and conditions ready and mail you by the evening
Priyanka nodded.
Gauri smiled back warmly
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She sat in her balcony...looking at the stars...
The day had been emotionally draining for her. It was difficult to keep a straight face and appear unaffected in front of Omkara Singh Oberoi but she somehow managed to do her job well. She wished that meetings with him would be minimal...facing him again would be a Herculean job. She didn't realise it would be so difficult.
A lone tear escaped the corner of her eyes...she rarely cried in the last 3 years...except when she lost her mother...but after the ordeal today...she could allow the single tear to escape.
She would just have to steer clear of Omkara Singh Oberoi. Her business was with Priyanka Oberoi
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The moment he left Gauri's office he headed home...his head was reeling. What exactly was happening? What exactly did he see?...Was it her?...Of course it was her...there was no mistake...none at all...but How?...Gauri Kumari Ssarma... Chulbul... GS...
Chulbul was probably the only true friend he had. He poured his heart out to Chulbul and shared his innermost fears, apprehensions and thoughts with Chulbul. He trusted him more than he would even trust himself. And probably that is why the truth shattered him...and his faith was reiterated that Gauri was a good digger who would go to any means.
However...Gauri had never given any explanations about her actions, neither did she justify her actions. That was more disturbing for Om. He had expected at least one explanation from Gauri but it never came.
But after the meeting today...Some questions were literally killing him. He did not want to see her again...but there was an unsaid restlessness...he went out to the open area of the mansion...and stared at the stars...and in an unconscious state of mind...blurted out "Chulbul"
"I will have to meet her once...for the last and final time " he thought to himself
"Last and final time..."...Oh Really...Destiny smiled
...
"Bedardi Balma tujhko mera mann yaad karta hain...
Barasta hain jo ankhon se...who saavan...yaad karta hain..."
To be continued
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Priya (Di)
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