RiKara ADHM: Chapter 1

RECAP:

[In anger, Gauri picked up a huge rock and threw it on the car, breaking its tail light and trunk.

The car immediately halted, and out came a tall man, dressed in an expensive suit and wearing sunglasses.

He walked towards Gauri, who was fuming in anger, and removed his sunglasses, revealing his angry eyes.

One thing was certain.

This encounter would definitely not go well.]

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[Om and Gauri were standing in the rain, ready for a face off, and Gauri was definitely not going to hold back.

Gauri saw Om's angry eyes and was left unfazed, but Om.
Om couldn't get over how the anger and frustration in Gauri's eyes looked. There was something about her eyes that kept him engaged.

Om was, no doubt angry, but he then again, he couldn't break eye contact with her.]

Gauri: (Angry) Agar aankhon se ee kaale chashme utaarkar gaadi chalaate toh itni bewakoofi nahi karte!

Translation-
Gauri: Had you driven your car without wearing those stupid sunglasses, you wouldn't have done this stupidity!

Om: (Silently staring)

Gauri: (Angry) Nahi, samajh ke ka rakha hai Hume? Aap ameer hai, iska ee Matlab nahi ki aap bina dekhein gaadi chalaayenge! Aaj humaari naukri ka interview tha, Aur aapki bewakoofi ki wajah se poora suit kharaab ho gaya Humaara! Arre Humaara bass chalta toh hum poori gaadi tod dete!

Translation- Gauri: What do you think I am? Being rich doesn't mean that you'll do as you please! Your act of stupidity has destroyed my new dress! I have a job interview today! If I had it my way, I'd destroy the whole car!

Om: (Silently staring)

Gauri: (Waving her hand in front of his face) Oh hello! Hum gaana nahi ga rahe! Aapse baat kar rahe Hai! Ghurna band kijiye!

Translation- Gauri: Oh hello! I'm not singing a song! I'm talking to you! Stop staring at me!

[Om then dug his hands in his pocket and pulled out his phone, before placing it on his ear.]

Om: (On the phone) Traffic signal ke saamne khada hoon, doosri gaadi lekar aao

Translation- Om: I'm standing in front of the traffic signal, bring the other car

Gauri: (Annoyed) Hum aapse baat kar rahe Hai!

Translation: Gauri: I'm talking to you!

[A mercedes benz rolls up in front of them, and arrogantly, Om sits inside, before the car whizzes away.

Gauri was furious.

Who the hell did he think he was?]

Gauri: (Angry) Khud ko samajhta ka hai? 2-3 gaadiyaan hai toh khud ko bhagwaan samajh ke rakha hai!

Chod Gauri, ab harharaike wahaan pahunchna padega!

Translation- Gauri: Who the hell does he think he is? Having 2-3 cars doesn't make him god!

Leave it, Gauri! You just have to make it for the interview on time!

[After waiting in the rain for about 10 minutes, Gauri managed to get an auto rickshaw.]

Gauri: Bhaiyya, oberoi enterprises chalna hai!

Translation: Brother, I need to go to Oberoi Enterprises!

Rickshaw-Walla: Ji didi, baithiye!

Translation: Okay, please sit

*In the rickshaw*

Rickshaw: Didi, aap toh puri tarah se bheeg gaye hai!

Translation: The rain has completely drenched you!

Gauri: (Annoyed) Ab ka bataaye bhaiyya! Iss seher mein jisse bhi mulaaqat ho jaati hai, woh itna badtameez aur khadoos hota hai! Abhi bhi, kissi badtameez ne humaare upar ganda paani uchaala! Aur aaj naukri ka interview hai! Kaisa lagega, bataayie!

Translation: What do I tell you now! Every single person I've met in this city is extremely arrogant and mannerless! A mannerless man just ran his car past me and dirtied my suit! I have a job interview today, what impression will I form?!

Rickshaw: Didi, iss sheher ke ameer aadmi aise hi hote hai! Aap chinta mat kijiye, aapko naukri mil jaayegi!

Translation: The rich folks of this city are like this! Don't worry, you'll get the job!

Gauri: Aisa hi ho! Humaare papa ne bahut armaan dekhe hai humaare liye, usse poora hi karna hoga!

Translation: I hope so! My father's seen a lot of dreams for me, and I have to fulfill them!

Rickshaw: Shankarji ki kripa se sab theek ho jaayega, didi!

Translation: By gods grace, everything will be fine!

[After a seemingly long ride, the rickshaw halted in front of a rather royal looking building , with a shiny board above, which had the words 'Oberoi Enterprises' plastered over it.

Gauri hopped off the rickshaw and placed her bag over her shoulder before taking a deep breathe and entering the building.

God help her get this job!

She cleaned herself up and headed to the reception, where 10 other girls were seated, waiting for their turn.

Gauri was a far cry from the other girls, who were dressed in dresses, skirts and expensive heels. Their makeup was flawless, and they looked so stunning, while Gauri was dressed in a rather average looking pink patiala suit, and just had a coat of kajal lining her eyes and a tiny bindi nested on her forehead.

Gauri had internally accepted her defeat.

There was obviously no way she was getting this job. She didn't even look the part! What if they mistook her for a cleaner?]

*At the reception*

Gauri: (To the receptionist) Ji...hum interview ke liye aaye the...

Translation: I've come for an interview

Receptionist: Naam?

Translation: Name?

Gauri: (Nervous) Gauri...Gauri Kumari Sharma

Receptionist: Aap baithiye, jab aapki baari aa jaayegi, tab aapko bulaaongi

Translation: Please sit, I'll call you when it's your turn.

Gauri: Ji...Thank oo...

Translation: Okay, thank you

[Gauri sat down on the seat, her hands gripped to either sides of the seat to calm herself down.

She'd be lying if she wasn't nervous.

She was terribly nervous!

What would they think of her appearance? Her educational qualifications weren't that great either! ]

Gauri: (To herself) Pata nahi ka hoga tera, Gauri! Haan! Hum ek kaam karte hai! Interview shuru hone se pehle hum bata denge ki aate waqt kahi phans gaye the, isliye humaare kapde itne kharab lag rahe hai! Ab itne khadoos toh nahi honge ki yunh hi inkaar kar denge na?

Translation: I don't know how the interview will go! Idea! Before the interview starts, I'll tell them what happened to me while coming and they'll understand the reason behind my dirty clothes!

Receptionist: Gauri Kumari Sharma! Aapki baari hai!

Translation: Gauri Kumari Sharma! Your turn!

Gauri: (Nervous) J-ji! Hey shankarji, sambhal lijiye!

Translation: Yes! Oh god! Please take care of this!

[Gauri slowly walked towards the large door and took a deep breathe before knocking on the door and entering.

As she entered, she saw a tall and well built man, who was looking out the window, with his hands dug in his pocket.

This was it!

Gauri took a deep breathe and rattled her story.]

Gauri: Dekhiye, hume pata hai ki iss naukri ke liye acche kapde hona bahut jaroori hai! Lekin aaj jab yahaan ke liye aa rahe the, tab bahut buri phans gaye the! Ek nihaiti badtameez aur besharam aadmi ne apni gaadi itni tezzi se chalaai ki gaddhe ka ganda paani hum par uchal gaya!

Aur toh aur, jab hum unse jhagad rahe the, tab woh ullu ki tarah ghur rahe the! Unki wajah se ee 1000 rupay ka suit kharab ho gaya! Isliye, hum vinnti kar rahe hai ki agar ho sake toh humaare hooliye par mat jaayega!

Woh ka hai na ki agar humaara bass chalta toh uss badtameez aadmi ko deewar pe sata dete lekin---

Translation: I understand that wearing nice clothes is an important part of this job but when I was coming, a shameless and insolent ran his car past me and all the dirty puddle water came on my clothes! And when I confronted him, he just kept staring at me!

Because of him, this new suit got spoilt ! If it's possible, please don't judge me by my appearance!

If I had it my way, I would have really thrashed him left, right and centre but---

[The man raised an eyebrow at himself, before turning around and revealing his face.

Gauri's eyes and eyebrows raised in surprise and shock and her face immediately showed an expression of embarrassment.]

Gauri: (Shocked) A-aap?!

Translation: You?!

[Om folded his arms and looked at her with a sign of surprise and amusement, but he didn't say a word.]

Gauri: (To herself) Katt le beta, warna ee aadmi tumhe ghur ghur ke maar dalega! Kitna bolti hai! Matlab shakal dekhne se pehle, bakne lagi!

Translation: Make a run, Gauri! Or else he'll skin you alive right here! What was the need to blabber so much?!

Om: (Emotionless) Baitho

Translation: Sit

Gauri: (Embarrassed) N-nahi...hum t-theek hai---

Translation: N-no...I'm f-fine...

Om: (Sternly) Maine kaha baitho.

Translation: I said sit

[Gauri was absolutely terrified and she quietly sat on the chair.

Her eyes were constantly fixed on the floor. She didn't even have the guts to look him in the eyes, after what she just did!]

Om: (Emotionless) Naam

Translation: Name.

Gauri: (Confused) J-ji?

Translation: Pardon?

Om: (Emotionless) Naam

Translation: Name.

Gauri: G-Gauri Kumari S-Sarma...

Om: Say that again?

Gauri: Ji?
Translation: Pardon?

Om: (Sternly) Phir se bolo
Translation: Say that again

Gauri: G-Gauri Kumari S-Sarma

Om: (Sternly) File

Gauri: Ka?
Translation: What?

[Om immediately snatched the file from Gauri's hand, startling her, and he quietly examined it, while she looked intently.]

Gauri: (To herself) Hey shankarji, ee ka kar rahe hai aap? Papa ko ka bataayenge? Ee naukri bhi haath se chali gayi! Bahut shaukh hai na bolne ka? Aur bol, Gauri!

Translation: Oh god! What is happening! What will I tell father! Even this job's going to slip right out of my hands! Why do you talk so much, Gauri?!

[Om shut the file and placed it on the table, before reaching out to the landline phone and placing it on his ear.

Gauri on the other hand, starting chanting the Hanuman chalisa, at a speed probably faster than Usain Bolt!]

Om: (On the phone) Baaki saare applicants ko waapis bhej do, it's an order
Translation: Send the rest of the applicants back, it's an order.

Gauri: (To herself) Ee baaki logo ko waapis kyun bhej rahe hai? Hey bhagwaan, kahin ee humaare saath kuch karenge toh nahi? Shakal se toh bilqul kaminey lagte hai!
Translation: Why is sending the rest of them back? Oh god, is he going to do something to me? He looks like a scoundrel anyway!

Om: (Sternly) Yeh file le lo, aur jaao
Translation: Take this file and leave

Gauri: (Taking file in her hand) J-ji...jo kuch bhi kaha, uske liye---
Translation: Whatever I said earlier, I'm---

Om: (Sternly) Kal subah-subah meri meeting hai, toh office 8 baje pahunch jaana
Translation: I have an early morning meeting tomorrow, so come here at 8

Gauri: (Confused) J-ji? Hum kuch samjhe nahi...
Translation: Pardon? I don't understand...

Om: Kuch samajhne ki zaroorat nahi hai. Jitne kaha gaya hai, utna karo. Aur haan, jaate waqt, receptionist se mil lena. You can go
Translation: You don't need to understand anything. Just do as your told. And yes, meet the receptionist before leaving.

Gauri: J-ji...T-thank oo.

[Gauri stepped out of the office confused, annoyed, but most importantly embarrassed. The moment she walked out, the receptionist rushed towards her and shook her hand, confusing Gauri.

What the hell was going on?]

Receptionist: Congratulations! Tumhe naukri mil gayi!
Translation: Congrats! You got the job!

Gauri: (Shocked) Hain?!
Translation: What?!

Receptionist: Tum itni surprised kyun lag rahi ho?
Translation: Why are you so surprised?

Gauri: (Shocked) Naukri?! H-hume?! Ho ka raha hai?
Translation: I got the job?! What the hell is going on!

Receptionist: (Handing a huge file) Yeh tumhaara appointment letter hai, aur kal aane se pehle, iss document ko acchi tarah se padh lena, theek hai?
Translation: This is your appointment letter, and read the documents carefully before coming tomorrow. Okay?

Gauri: J-ji...
Translation: Okay

[As Gauri walked out the building, she was still having a hard time trying to absorb what had just happened.

She was convinced that her 'boss' was completely nuts.

Her dressing sense was poor, she was barely qualified and most importantly, she insulted him, right in front of him!

What the hell was going on in his mind?

Only time would tell!]

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