Chocolate:

Ice Cream:
Ladoo:
and just in case you were talking about the OTHER ladoo... 😉
ok...chalega...yah aur kuch chaihiyeh...bolo bolo...dont heistate... 😃
JAZ
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haila...aaj yaa kaal ke update...wah wah...bohot khub...looking forward to it... 😃 vaise yeh lo... a promise is a promise...
Chocolate:![]()
Ice Cream:
Ladoo:
and just in case you were talking about the OTHER ladoo... 😉
ok...chalega...yah aur kuch chaihiyeh...bolo bolo...dont heistate... 😃
JAZ
hehe... weekend toh hogaya pass sowy😳 I got caught up again... sorry! but I'm typing right now... gimme an hour or two... thanks for the bribery jaanu... *sighs* the last one... dil loot liya re!😳😳 my Ladoo... that's the right kind!😉 and damn... the food looks yummilicious!😃 mmmmmmmmmm !!
Cheers,
dc
Originally posted by: swati_bhatia
gr8 ff...plz cont soon
Thanks Swati! I will do in about an hour or two ish... Thanks again!
Cheers,
dc
Originally posted by: jeenal20
plzzz cont soon
Sorry jeenal... About an hour or two okes? *innocent face*😳
Cheers,
dc
Her eyes trailed his robust figure until it disappeared around the corner… and then followed course to where the remnants of the rectangular piece scattered aimlessly on the ground. The AC suddenly seemed to have geared up as the little papers glided gently in opposite directions. As she indifferently observed the phenomenon, a sudden rage appeared to grip her. How dare he? What was he trying to do? How could he do this every time? Sure, he was her Boss… but that didn't mean he had access to interfere in all aspects of her life. Gripped with rage, she stepped out of the room in a similar manner as the man before… but with more urgency.
Part 8
A fabric comprised of the different shades of yellow danced liberally as the soft current leisurely breezed through… It twirled to a new tune with every movement of the shoulder it resided upon. Even the overlooking eye could sense the fury in the stride of the owner of the dupatta… A closer look however, would indicate an awing confidence… a determinacy brought on upon…
As the glass door became more focused with each step forward, she could feel her heart pound against the interior of her chest… as though demanding instantaneous release. It was as though her feet were unstoppable… until they reached about a breath away from the cool glass. Her nose slightly brushed against the plane of the door as her chest heaved in a mixture of fury and strenuous composure. Taking a nervous step back, her eyes barely made out the little cloud of breath that had formed on the transparent entrance. A moment passed as her kohled eyed drifted unknowingly to the sight reflecting so demandingly from the other side of the translucent barrier. As always, the robust figure was hunched over the professional bureau; and the eyes… they appeared to burn a hole through the laptop screen sitting before the stubborn face. In a pause in time, her eyes lingered on the intriguing sight, as though trying to unearth the "obvious". At some point, reality seeped through and she shook her head, dismissing the obtrusive thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she brought her petite hand against the glass… and pushed.
"Miss Dixit… good, main aapko hi bulaane walah tah. Now, maine aapke cabin mein kuch aur files bhijwaayin hai…" (Miss Dixit… good, I was just going to call you. Now, I've sent some more files to your cabin…). The man had not moved in the least, despite her unruly disruption. Rather, he sat there… In complete confidence and calm. The woman looked upon the commanding figure before her. For a moment, her face was expressionless as though stunned by his composure… Supple creases of various sentiments gently came through. At some point, the soft hazel eyes seemed to reflect the dilemma of perhaps deciphering the purpose which had brought her there… and then they narrowed once more… nervously… at the man… as though trying to read him.
She looked at him, her eyes unable to remove from the awing sight. Here she had barged in without word, completely infuriated at his arrogance… When he acts as though nothing had occurred, and the so-called anger had seemingly dissipated into thin air… Curses… Anger enveloped her again, yet this time it was with herself. How could she stand there like a mute doll and nod obediently to the movement of lips of whose words she could not make out in the current time. Removing her eyes from the magnetic grip, she silently cursed under her breath and inhaled deeply. Turning back to him, she opened her mouth to speak when the deep, husky voice interrupted her line of thought once more… "Flight subah 8 baje ki hai… so you should be there at least a half an hour in advance. Hume kissi bhi keemat par ye plane board karna hai kyun ki doosri flights der se nikalti hain. Understood?" (The flight is at eight in the morning… so you should… We must board this plane at any cost as the next flights leave late. Understood?)… The tone of finality in his speech irked her… but it was not that which provoked the sudden loss of words or widening of her eyes. Flight… plane… How else had she expected to get to Zurich? Her thoughts abruptly ran through memory lane, while unknown to her, her knuckles turned pale holding the end of the chair so tight.
As it dawned on her, she looked up to find him missing. Turning around quickly, her lips quivered slightly as her voice successfully made him stop in his tracks. Speaking to his back, she raised her voice in taxed effort, "Sir… kabhi kabar doosron ki baaton mein bhi koi baat hoti hai…" (Sir… sometimes there is substance to what others say…). Still in a fogged state, she found her feet distantly rake a path in the ground as she walked passed the frozen figure… Her arm outstretched against the cool glass… and she pushed…
Next part: Zurich, and kuch dil mein dabbi hui baatein…
Cheers,
dc
* Sorry its so short. Promise the next one will be longer and more eventful for that matter... This is just to give you an indication of their relationship and how it will develop. I've finally found direction to where this may be heading... well sorta... And that is part of the reason I had not updated earlier as I didn't know what to do... But now I do, so will update a little bit more frequently. Thanks for your patience and please leave any suggestions/comments/criticisms!