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Ch-3 THE ANGRY YOUNG WOMAN
"Ms. Sharma???" A woman knocked the door at 23P, HillTown road, Paris...
"yeah..." A woman of about 30 years opened the door..
"Myself Mrs. Singh... Mein bhazu mein he rehti hoon.. yeha aap neyi aayi hai nah???? Isliye milne aayi.. Heard aap Indian hai.. 'Mera Bharat Mahan..' Hahaha ..." The woman said..
"Mein Anja... mera matlab Anu Sharma..."
"Haanji oh ji mein aapke liye kuch leaayi hu.. gajar ka halwa... Famous Punjabi dish..."
"O shukriya.. Waise aap baha kiu khari hai?? Andar aayi neah.. Aaye aaye.." Anu said...
"Thanksiya kiske liye...?????"
"ji??"
"Mera matlab shukriya kiske liye.. Hum toh aapki massi jaise hai nah... hehehe.."
"Massi nehi... mami..."
"Whys??
"Kiuki aap mujhe meri maami ki yaad dilati hai.."
"Acha toh yeh baat hai... Koi baat nehi beta.. u calls me Mami..hehehe"
"Ji..."
Anu now moved aside to make way for Mrs. Singh to enter..
"Toh wheres are you forrrom bitia??" Mrs. Singh asked..
"Umm... Lucknow..."
"Luknow??? :o Mein Punjab se hu.. jo bhi hai tu bohot soni aur changi kuri hai...hehehe" Mrs. Singh comented, making Anu smile...
****
Arnav's cabin:
**Knock Knock**
"Sir may I come in????"
"Yes"
Arnav raised his brow at Khushi and smirked, while their stood Khushi totally fuming..
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Aman and khushi were out of ASR's cabin..
"Mr. Aman.. you goI will join you in 5 mins.. btw where is the washroom?????"
"That way Ms. Gupta.." Aman said pointing towards the washroom..
"Hmm"
*****
Washroom:
As soon as Khushi entered, she flunged open her purse; and a approx search of 2 mins she found her cell-phone, which she took out violently in anger and dialled a number still fuming and red in anger.
"Mr. Jhaa!!!!!" She shouted, "How could you? Huh? How could you make such a big mistake???" You are one of the biggest lawyers of Delhi! Huh? Right?? And that was why I consulted you because I hate mistakes is professional field... And it was the first thing I told you beforwe making any deals..."
"Oh.. Ms. Gupta... But what mistake have I done...??"
"What mistake??? I can't believe you are asking this!!! How can mistake while reading Clause 66[A]??? Look I appointed you beacuse uncle Roy said you are trustable... But I really find you very bad.. I should never recomen people about you Mr. Jhaa... I told you that I have no time to read all those deals.. thats why I employeed you but.. Useless you proved to be useless Mr. Jha..." Khushi being Khushi Kumari Gupta, who once used to be th 'bak bak queen', said all this in one go...
"What??? Am really sorry Ms. Gupta.. I have no intention of doing so.. It was just a mere mistake..."
"Mujhe nehi pata Mr. Jhaa mein aap ko kya bolo... You so proved me unprofessional!!!"
"Am really really sorry.. I promise that there will be no such problem in future..."
"Future??? Do you still think I will give you a 2nd chance??? Then you very mistaken Mr. Jhaa.. You are wasting my time..!!!" Thats it.. without anymore words Khushi cut the call, leaving an "upset" Mr. Jhaa on the other side...
*****
"This is the reciptionist desk... and this is the sotre room...thats way is the studio... there is the editing room... thats the changing room.." Aman was trying to draw the map of the AR building in Khushi's mind, but Khushi, she wasn't even paying attention... All was she thinking about was Arnav.. How rudely he behaved... SHe was trying to figure out Arnav's life.. Maybe he lives alone... and has no family... Or maybe he has dozens of girlfriends... Or maybe he spends night with alll wh**es... It is really hard to figure out his charectar... from uder those shades he used to be wearing.. or his face which was like stone... No clor of emotion in it...
"Whatever it is Khushi, stop thinking about him and listen to what Aman is saying... You are in India for a some months only... then you will be bak to Paris... And maybe you will never meet that Arnav again... So why spend your time in thinking about him???" A voice rang in Khushi's head...
"Ummm... Mr. Aman am really tired so i expect you you ti show my way to my residing... Oher works I will go for it tomorrow..." Khushi told Aman...
"Sure Ms. Gupta..."
"one question... where is my desk??"
"Er... Ms. Gupta I have the least idea about that... but don't worry i will inform you tomorrow..."
Khushi rolled her eyes and went with Aman to the parking lot where she rode a car which took her to the guest house.
Aman came back into AR, and straight to Arnav's cabin.
**Knock Knock**
"yes come in.." Came the reply..
"ASR woh Ms. Gupta ki desk.." Aman hesitated, "Woh actually woh puch rahi thi.."
"Aman I am busy.."
"But ASR she was really angry about..."
"Fine she will sit with me... Here!!!!"
"Okay ASR i will ask her..."
"No need to ask Aman!!! Get her to sit here!!! Thats it..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ARnav nearly barked at his frightened manager..
"Now out!! What are you waiting for???" Arnav tried to control himself, but his voice nearly growled.
*****
US:
"Sameeksha Singh..." Kriya told the counter-lady...
"Yes mam... She is in section 3.." The counter-lady answered...
Kriya moved from the counter with little bit of hope that sameeksha is not crying...
"palll... rahe ya nah rehe yeh pall..." Suddenly Kriya's phone rang... The ringtone was her favourite song...
"yeah" Kriya picked the phone up...
"Where are you I need you to be in my office as soon as possible... i have left the pap..." Shravan almost barked through the phone...
"wait...wai...wai...waittt!!! Am not home... am at the shopping mall!!!" Kriya cut off..
"Kriya.. plzzz yar mujhe woh papers kissi bhi haal mein cahiye.. as soon as possible within...er...within 2.30!!!"
Kriya quickly glanced at her watch.. Its 1:30!!
"No way.." Kriya barked over the phone..."its almost... Shravan? Shravan?? Shravan??????? Arghhh phone kaat diya..."
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Delhi..
RM:
Arnav was lying on the bed...
#Flasback#
"Hello Di... what happen aap ro kiu rahi hai..??" Arnav asked over the phone...
Arnav was sitting in a sherwani.. on his bed.. and was continuously trying to reach Anjali..
"Kya hua Di.. tell me..."
"Chotey... woh ..." -Sob- "tumhare jijaji..." a delicate, sweet but hurt voice came through the phone...
"ha jijaji kya...??? Hello ?? Hello DI??? Can you hear me???" That was it.. It was the last time he heard from his beloved Di..
"Bloody phone" He had barked but he was all innocent from the fact was this phone let him communicate with his di for the last time..
#Flashback ends#
"Diii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Arnav shouted...
Tears were rollling from his eyes... Losing his Di took the lifee from him..
Arnav looked at the windows.. Water was rolling down the glass..
The whole world was crying with him... The whole world...
"Chotey..!!!" His Nani came running, followed by Mami and Aakash, "Kya huwa chotey??"
"er.. kuch nehi nani... I was just like..." Arnav trailed off..
"Arnav bituwa tumhare liye milkwa laye??" Mami asked..
"No mami am alright.. Aap log so jayiye..."
"Dhiyan rakhna apna.." Nani said while biding Arnav good night..
"Yeah am not a kid nani.." He told his Nani..
He switched off the bedside lamp...and settles in his bed..
But not to sleep... but to feel the pain... The numbness in him was returning...
He glanced at the clock...
8:30 Pm..
*****
US:
"pata nehi yeh Shravan apna files kaha kaha rakh deta hai... Mujhe toh batata bhi nehi..." Kriya said in between her searches...
"Mahhh..." Her little daughter Sameeksha screamed and pouted...
"Ole baba... My shona.. What happenn??? Mummy busy6 hai nah... Mein abhi ati hoon..." kriya said in a baby tone...
Sameeksha frowned..
"Din bhar yeh stress barta jarahi hai hai or yeh Shravan mera koi madat nehi karte..." Kriya hissed...
"maaahhh.." It was Sameksha again..
"Nehi rote nah.. mera shona beti..." Kriya said...
"where the hell is the filess???" Kriya was again running her eyes through the documents folder... This was the 5th time she tried... But impossible... she can't find them..
"Shravan!!!" Kriya was fuming.
zSuddenly something caught her eyes.. It was nothing but a picture... Three figures... But the small icons did not let her understand who where they...
A sudden alarm rose i her.. No not a alarm, but a fear... She clicked on the picture... An immediately cloased her eyes... She didn't had the strenght to look at it... But she had to.. To clear her suspect...
And she open her eyes...
It was...
It was what she feared...
The picture was of her, Shravan and someone who was standing in between them...
It was the person, whose name, she had confined within four walls of her heart..
It was her...
Tears rolled down her eyes... On after another...
"Maaahhh!!!!!!!!!" Sameeksha screamed... But it didn't effect Kriya...
"Hum... rahe ya na rahe yaad ayenge yeh pal...
Hum... rahe ya na rahe kal ... yaad ayenge yeh pal...
Pal yeh hai pyaar ke pal...
Chal aya mere sang chal
chal sooche kya
choti si hai zindagi
kal... miljaye toh hogi khush nasebi...
Hum... rahe ya na rahe yaad ayenge yeh pal...
Sham ka achal tor ke ayi dekho raat suhani...
a likhte hum dono milke... apni yeh prem kahani..."
Kriya 's phone was ringhing and ringing...
"ane wali subha jane... rang kya laye diwani...
meri chahat ko rakhle na..
jaise koi nishani...
Hum... rahe ya na rahe yaad ayenge yeh pal..."
"MAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Smaeeksha sreamed on top of her voice..
"ha?' Kriya said at last... Half Listing...
******
Howz it??
I mean this is normally longer than I write...
But no ArShi i know...
But yar story ke shuru mein scenes vagera kam hi hote hai..😉
But watch out!!!
Next part mein ArShi hi ArShi hai 😃
Note: This story belongs to me. So please don't copy paste or reproduce it and post it in INDIA FORUMS or any other sites or claim it as yours.
Edited by ads99ful - 12 years ago
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