The Sales 1
"Bani'get that sign up right now'we will be opening in few minutes and I want the sale sign up. I want those shoppers walking into my store not past my shop." Arun Das bellowed at the assistant, his mouth showering red paan juice in the air and his rather large paunch jiggling like a jelly.
"Jee'sir'I will have up in a jiffy." Bani struggled to pick up the huge cardboard sign that just been delivered. One it was taller than her and two, it was hard to see where she was going when she held it up. One of the other assistant, Pushkar who was stocking up the shelves came over. "Here Bani let me help you."
Bani let a breath out, "Thanks Pushkar'God he must be blind if he can't see that the bloody sign is bigger than me'how the hell am I going to get it up in the window."
Pushkar laughed, "Hey'don't worry. I will get Tarun to help."
"Tarun ha'that guy just snooze in the back. He is supposed to be sorting the stock out'while the rest of go crazy out her'the bas***d is taking it easy in the back." Bani whined, puffing a little as she struggled to hold the stupid sign up.
Pushkar stopped and stared over the board at Bani, noticing her flushed cheek and dark eyes. "What happened Bunny? Why are you in foul mood?"
"Don't call me that'you know I hate being called bunny. Nothing is the matter'just AD and his constant demand. The day has not even started and I am stressed out." Bani spluttered angrily.
Pushkar grinned and said in cheery voice, "It's Christmas time Bani and you know it's the best time for the shop to do business. AD will make sure he has the sale going everyday to get the shoppers in and get rid of all the lights, glass balls and decorations that is sitting on the shelf."
"Humph'scrooge. The pig never even bothers to give us a penny in raise for all the slogging we do for him. All he does is put the bundles of notes in his tijori." Bani kicked lightly at the board. "Oh'lets get this up'before he starts screaming again."
Five minutes later, the gaudy board was hanging in the middle of shop window. Bani rubbed her hands down on her pants. "Fancy putting those ugly trays on sale. Who is going to buy them? They are so cheap looking." Bani said, reading the sale sign.
Don't worry your head Bani'they will sell like crazy. People don't look to see if the trays are nice looking'they care about getting 50% off the price."
Tarun pushed his greasy hair back and peered over his rather large glasses, his beady eyes looking lustfully at Bani, "Oh I already have dozen put aside for my family. My mother likes them."
Bani pulled a face but did not say anything.
Arun Das poked his head out of the little cubbyhole at the back that was his office. He looked towards the front of the shop where Bani, Pushkar and Tarun were standing. His face a mask of irritation, "Ok guys..stop dawdling around. Get the shop open, it's one minute past nine. I am losing customers'you will be feeling it in your paycheck if those customers don't walk in." Arun Das shouted.
Tarun smirked, "I guess I better get to the back. Have fun guys. Don't forget to get some more stock if you run out'I have boxes of stuff all ready marked down."
Pushkar rolled his eyes and said in a mean voice. "Yeah run back into your burrow and hibernate while we do all the real work."
Tarun shrugged his shoulder carelessly. "Hey'don't complain to me'the boss's office is right there if you don't like your job."
"Asshole!" Pushkar said under his breath while Bani couldn't help breaking into a grin.
Those ugly trays went off the shelf and out door in no time. AD rubbed his hands gleefully as he watched Pushkar and Bani fill the shelf with more expensive trays. "He does this every year'" Pushkar mumbled, "he puts the cheap ones first and then expensive one with a sign saying sorry the sale item is completely sold out but being a generous man, he has put a better quality item for sale at same 50% off."
Bani stood up, to relieve her aching back. "I just fed up of filling up the shelf. Don't people have any sense? They can probably buy a better stuff, cheaper at another store."
AD coughed, and barked in a vicious tone, "What did you say Ms. Dixit? Telling my customer to go elsewhere'are you mad? You want me to throw you out of job?"
Pushkar jumped to Bani's defense, "No sir'she didn't mean anything like that. She was just telling me what some other customer said. She is a hard worker sir'you can't find anyone else like her."
AD rubbed his pan stained lips, his eyes closing to thin slits, looking like a cobra's head jutting out of a basket, "Huh'I am letting it go now'but if I hear it next time'" he left the threat hanging.
After he had trundled off, Bani roughly pulled out a set of trays on banged them on the shelf, "You'know'what I really want to do is throw all this trays at that moroon's head, just like a boomerangs."
Pushkar chuckled, "Please do it'but after Christmas. I need this job badly at the moment. I have to finance my part-time college."
Bani gave a wistful look at Pushkar, "Wish I could go to school. I wouldn't have to work in this shitty job then."
"Why don't you?" Pushkar asked.
"Because if I don't work, my family would starve. My father can't hold a job down. My mom is always sick and I have two small sisters." Bani replied.
"Oh'why don't you find a rich boy and marry him." Pushkar teased.
"Are you kidding? Who is going to marry me'look at me'I am no Miss India'and I work in this junk shop. Plus I don't know if nice rich boys really go for ordinary Miss Working class."
Pushkar sighed, "If I didn't have a girlfriend'I would seriously ask you to be my girlfriend."
Bani arched her brow, "Really! That is sweet of you'but I would say no. It's not because I don't like you'but you know'I don't feel that way about you'there is not that dil dhadkan kind of thing happening."
Pushkar grinned, "Oh well'I guess I am just destined to be your good friend."
Bani rested her head on Pushkar's shoulder, "Thanks for that Pushkar. You do make it bearable to work here." And then looking around she whispered, "That Tarun he is always giving me dirty looks'I dread that someday he might just try something funny if he catches me alone."
Pushkar flexed his arm, "You just tell me if he touches you, I will beat him black and blue. The creep, I will fix him up good."
Bani hugged Pushkar, only to be startled by AD's voice. "What the hell are you two doing? How can you two behave so indecently in front of my customer?"
Pushkar's face flushed as he looked at AD, "Err'it was nothing sir. Bani is like my sister'"
Bani looked mortified. What the hell did she do wrong?
AD liked his lips, the red saliva trickling from the corner of his mouth. His eyes like two black coal chips. "Who are you trying make ullu? You youngsters nowdays'no shame." Before he could say any more, AD's cell rang, playing a loud tune of the old song, "jhumkha gira re," he fished it out of the pocket and waddled off, murmuring, "Stupid woman...now what does she want?"
Bani and Pushkar giggled, "Ullu'I bet that is his wife. I hope she give him a nagging headache."
"Have you seen Mrs AD'she just like those bossy women from the old Hindi movie'complete with big red dot on her forehead. And she is louder than him." Pushkar laughed as he described AD's wife, who on rare occasion would barge into the store and right into AD's office.
Bani looked at the tattered old watch on her wrist, "Phew almost 7. One more hour and we can go."
"yeah'I am starving. I wonder what my mom's made for dinner." Pushkar wondered out loud.
"Miss'please can you help us." A young girl waved at Bani. Bani attention was caught by the man standing behind her. She gawked at the tall, dark skinned man, looking swanky in a stylish black suit. His jet black hair was gelled back and eyes hidden behind a pair of designer sun glasses. Bani felt a mad rush of butterflies in her stomach. What was he doing in the shop?
Bani walked slowly, her eyes not leaving the man's face. "Yes'how can I help you?"
"Well my the sign in the window says'you have trays on sale. I want some'its for our school dance. I mean they are cheap'we can use them and throw them away." The girl prattled on, her long curly hair swaying as she moved her head.
"Well those ones got sold out this morning'but we have some other on sale'just a little bit more in price though." Bani said pointing to the shelf which had about a dozen trays still sitting on them.
"Ok'fine'we will take them'right mamu." The girl turned to the man and tugged on his arm.
The man removed his glasses and gave a smirk, "Sure Anu. Miss'could you pack them up for us." He asked with a smirk.
Bani blushed and felt flustered at the way he was looking at her. She hurried off to where Pushkar was, "Hey Pushkar'go get a box'we have to pack these up'I will count them up while you do that."
Pushkar scratched his head, "All of these'holy man'who is buying them all?"
Bani gave a brief turn of the head and said, "They are'I guess they can afford them'they didn't ask the price or haggle like some of them."
Pushkar nodded, "Hey'who cares'at least AD will be happy to see an empty shelf."
Between them, they packed up the trays, rang up the order and Pushkar carried the box out to the waiting car. The girl happily clung her uncles' arm. The man put on his dark glasses and smiled at Bani. "Thank you miss. Good night."
Bani felt warm, her cheeks going rosy again. "Good night sir." She mumbled looking highly embarrassed.
The Sales 2
"Bani'" Tarun flicked back the lock of greasy hair from his forehead. His eyes peered over the rim of his glasses. "Want to help me bring boxes out? Boss said he wants them on shelves asap." Bani glared at him, "Go and ask Pushkar'you know I can't lift those heavy boxes up."
Tarun ran his tongue over his lips, dribble of saliva falling on the floor. "These are not heavy'else I wouldn't have asked." He squirmed slightly, as he felt a heady rush run through his body. It was same thing he suffered through everytime he looked at Bani. She was prettiest thing working in the shop. Most of them girls were married or not so attractive. But ever since Bani started working at the shop, Tarun couldn't wait to start work every morning.
Bani muttered an expletive silently, "OK'lets go." She followed Tarun towards the warehouse. Tarun felt as if he was floating on a cloud, finally'he could get her alone. It would be worth it'even if he just pretended to accidentally brush against her'to feel her fair skin brush his'to breath that soapy scent, like a mixture of jasmine and roses. Even before they reached the warehouse, Pushkar barred Tarun's way. "Whoa'where are you two going?" he asked, his eyes turning hard when he noticed a gluttony look in Tarun's eyes.
Tarun ran his eyes furtively across, "In the back'I need help bringing some boxes out."
Pushkar looked at Bani's not so happy face. "Well'Bani can go back and finish what she is doing. I will help you."
Tarun's eyes took an odious gleam. "No need'they are very light'" turning and smirking at Bani, "that is why I asked her."
Pushkar folded his arms, "Well in that case'I should be able carry twice the number of boxes Bani can. The job will be done quicker."
Tarun's jaw dropped. "Fine!" he snapped. Bani folded her hands gratefully at Pushkar, flashing him a gorgeous smile.
Pushkar winked back at her.
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Bani watched as Pushkar carried the boxes and dumped near empty shelves. He laughed when he saw Bani watching him. "He is sulking'cause I guess I spoilt his plan."
Bani made a gross face. "He is sick. I think I will buy those guns'you know the ones that are supposed electrocute people'"
Pushkar feigned horror, "Baap re'I better keep away from you then. I don't wan to accidentally get zapped by one of those."
"oh I would never hurt you'I need you around to rescue me from jerks like Tarun."
"And what is happening here'instead of working, you two are having a tea break." AD bellowed behind Pushkar.
Pushkar looked at his watch. "Yes sir'I am five minutes late starting my tea break."
AD glowered at Pushkar. "That is your problem'make sure you are working in five more minutes." He turned and looked at Bani. "Get those candles on the shelves'they are supposed to be on sale. I don't want people walking out of the shop because they see empty shelves."
"Yes sir'we just finished selling the last lot. We have sold like 50 boxes already." Bani said in saccharine laden voice.
AD's eyes glistened, "Have we now? Good thing I ordered extra 25 boxes." He laughed, his belly rolling up and down and pan spit spewing in the air. Bani stepped back and pulled a face, wished AD would stop stuffing his mouth with the foul stuff.
When AD had walked back to his office, Bani groaned loudly, "look at his pan spit on the shelves'god the man is gross." Picking up a rag, Bani wiped the shelves aggressively. Pushkar opened a box and started to pile on gaudly looking red and glitter candle pillar. "This are not bad'may be I should buy couple for my mom."
Bani stared at Pushkar as if he was looney, "Gosh Pushkar'I wouldn't buy my mom those'smell them'they smell awful'and all that glitter will fall off quickly."
Pushkar looked at his hands covered in glitter, "humph'you are right'look at my hands'How much are these on sale for?"
"Like ten rupees'I bet he brought this for like a rupee or something'no way they are worth twenty, regular price." Bani said, looking at the crossed out price.
Pushkar looked at two middle aged ladies walking towards them. One of gushed, "There they are Shanti'I told you'there would be some left. Hello bache'can we get some of those candles."
Pushkar put on wide smile, "Sure auntyji'how many?"
One of patted Pushkar on his arm, "Such a sweet bacha'I will take six and my friend will take six."
Pushkar handed them the candles, "Anything else I can for you ladies?" Bani muffled her fit of giggles.
The ladies nudged each other, and then one of them eyeing Pushkar, "So cute'I want to take you hope and wrap you up in some shiny paper and sit you down under my Christmas tree."
"ooooooooooh'Mary'you are so naughty. What will Alfred say?"
"Nothing'the old fool snoozes all day anyway."
Pushkar shook his head and smiled and spoke garrulously, "Sorry auntyji'but I am already taken."
The women giggled like school girls. "Oh dear'thanks anyway'sweetie."
Bani and Pushkar doubled over in laughter, "I can't believe her'awwww'fancy hitting on you."
Pushkar leaned against the shelf. "I think they are riot'I think she was just teasing. You know'poor aunties'they don't have much fun."
Bani stacked some more candles on, "Still'I would die'if I ever heard my mother talk like that."
Pushkar chuckled, "I don't think my mother would ever dare to be silly like them."
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Bani had just finished counting the cash in the till, when the door of the shop opened. "sorry we are closed." She said without looking up.
"Oh'I saw the lights and thought you were still open."
Bani looked up, the voice sounded familiar. It was the same girl as yesterday. "Sorry'but we closed like 10 minutes ago."
"Well I wanted some candles'yours is the only shop that has them." The door opened and the same man, dressed exactly like the day before stepped in. "Are you done Anu?" he asked softly.
Anu shook her head and pouted, "They are closed'I told you to hurry up."
Jai Walia took off his dark shades. "Look miss'could you do us favour'and just let her buy those candles'else I she will make life miserable." He gave Bani ambrosial smile. His perfect white teeth dazzled against his dark lips. Bani blushed and she shrugged, "Go ahead, but be quick. I don't want to miss my bus."
Anu clapped and hugged Jai Walia. "Come on mamu'lets get them."
Couple of minutes later Anu came back with like dozen candles. Bani did the calculation, "That's 120 rupees."
Jai Walia fished out two 100 rupees note, "Sorry'no change."
Bani quickly gave change from the till and bagged the candles. "Thank you."
"Thank you'" Anu said, hugging the bag. "Let's go mamu'"
Jai Walia, slowly slid on his shades watching Bani intently as she set up about counting up the cash. "Thanks miss'" he droned delectably.
Bani shot her head up, her eyes scanning the black shades.
Jai Walia nodded and then followed his niece out of the shop.
Bani quickly locked the door. She did not need anyone else coming into the store.