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So this is still somewhere between Nisha as office assistant and Nisha as shooter. It might seem too fast, but this is for the future, so can choose which one you want her to be.
Nisha drops her phone. Viraj is there.
Nisha:oops.
Viraj and Nisha both swoop down to get her phone.
For once both of them are the same height.
Their heads collide.
Viraj and Nisha: Owww!
They try to get up, but Nisha s hair is stuck in Viraj button.Eventually after stumbling a lot, they manage to get up.
Viraj ST: Dammit! I knew I should've worn my T-shirt today. But ever since Miss Nisha spilt ink on my jumper( cardigan? Idk what they're called, but I thought cardigans were for girls) I haven't had anything to wear it with!
Nisha ST: God, I had cut my hair short to avoid this sort of situation, I forgot to cut my hair, it's getting too long.
Viraj:Miss Nisha, I've decided that after we get out of this situation, it will be protocol for all hair past shoulder length for all my staff.
Nisha: Sir, all of them do, but my hair somehow managed to creep half a centimetre past, without me noticing, though if I probably straightened it then-
Viraj: Miss Nisha, please, I've already been taught PEA!
Nisha: Point, Evidence, Analysis? (This is what I was taught for writing essays
🤢 )
Viraj: No! Priyanka, Ekta and Anjali!
Nisha ST: Bechara gareeb( poor soul, basically) I don't have to meet them much any more, but Priyanka s his sister. She's probably tried to give him a make over by now.
Nisha: By the way, sir, you should ask them to tie their hair up, too. They actually do sports, don't segregate the poor staff!
Viraj:Very well, Miss Nisha, but I think we should focus on our current problem.
Nisha: Someone trying to steal the bag?
Viraj:No-
Nisha: The fact that Aman may never be accepted as Umesh's wife?
Viraj : No! Do you have the attention span like the memory of a goldfish? Your hair is tangled in my button!
Nisha : Oh wait, don't worry Sir, I have a pen that has a blade on the other side!
Viraj: No Thankyou! The reliability of your pens shows that it wouldn't be a blade, but probably a gun, and shoot me right in the chest! (Oh, the irony
😆)
Nisha: Don't worry, sir, It's a PENknife!( hehe, get the pun??? 😆 😛 )
Viraj: But even so, what if your hair just remains stuck in my button! It would look like I had a random sprout of hair growing through my shirt!
Nisha: Then just replace it with the button I accidentally tore off of your shirt when I was at your pent house!
Viraj: Hmmm, good call. But maybe I could just try to untangle it.
Nisha: Okay, sir, but I have a very sensitive scalp.
Viraj: I'll be as gentle as possible-
Nisha: AAAHHH!
Viraj: What? I didn't do anything yet!
Nisha: I know, I was just anticipating the pain.
Nisha suddenly pulls away, and the hair untangles. Both of them are relived.
Viraj: Next time, please control your hair Miss Nisha.
Nisha: Sorry, sir. But not everyone can have perfect hair like you sir, or really pointy hair like Shekhar Sir, that basically defies gravity!
Viraj :I agree, besides, I would expect you to know a lot about gravity, considering how often you fall over.
Nisha: Sir, that's not fair, I m not that heavy!
Viraj: It's not that, Miss Nisha, I think you should know there's another type of gravity.
And I'm falling really fast because of it.
So, how was that? I've wanted to write for ages, but I would always write the title then never finish. Viraj is blaming poor Nishu for having the attention span as the same as a memory of a goldfish, but I'm the real culprit. I didn't know how to end it, so I'm worried it might be a bit cheesy, but I still hope you liked it!BTW, I didnt plan this out, so please bear with me on the randomness. 😳
Nisha drops her phone. Viraj is there.
Nisha:oops.
Viraj and Nisha both swoop down to get her phone.
For once both of them are the same height.
Their heads collide.
Viraj and Nisha: Owww!
They try to get up, but Nisha s hair is stuck in Viraj button.Eventually after stumbling a lot, they manage to get up.
Viraj ST: Dammit! I knew I should've worn my T-shirt today. But ever since Miss Nisha spilt ink on my jumper( cardigan? Idk what they're called, but I thought cardigans were for girls) I haven't had anything to wear it with!
Nisha ST: God, I had cut my hair short to avoid this sort of situation, I forgot to cut my hair, it's getting too long.
Viraj:Miss Nisha, I've decided that after we get out of this situation, it will be protocol for all hair past shoulder length for all my staff.
Nisha: Sir, all of them do, but my hair somehow managed to creep half a centimetre past, without me noticing, though if I probably straightened it then-
Viraj: Miss Nisha, please, I've already been taught PEA!
Nisha: Point, Evidence, Analysis? (This is what I was taught for writing essays
🤢 )
Viraj: No! Priyanka, Ekta and Anjali!
Nisha ST: Bechara gareeb( poor soul, basically) I don't have to meet them much any more, but Priyanka s his sister. She's probably tried to give him a make over by now.
Nisha: By the way, sir, you should ask them to tie their hair up, too. They actually do sports, don't segregate the poor staff!
Viraj:Very well, Miss Nisha, but I think we should focus on our current problem.
Nisha: Someone trying to steal the bag?
Viraj:No-
Nisha: The fact that Aman may never be accepted as Umesh's wife?
Viraj : No! Do you have the attention span like the memory of a goldfish? Your hair is tangled in my button!
Nisha : Oh wait, don't worry Sir, I have a pen that has a blade on the other side!
Viraj: No Thankyou! The reliability of your pens shows that it wouldn't be a blade, but probably a gun, and shoot me right in the chest! (Oh, the irony
😆)
Nisha: Don't worry, sir, It's a PENknife!( hehe, get the pun??? 😆 😛 )
Viraj: But even so, what if your hair just remains stuck in my button! It would look like I had a random sprout of hair growing through my shirt!
Nisha: Then just replace it with the button I accidentally tore off of your shirt when I was at your pent house!
Viraj: Hmmm, good call. But maybe I could just try to untangle it.
Nisha: Okay, sir, but I have a very sensitive scalp.
Viraj: I'll be as gentle as possible-
Nisha: AAAHHH!
Viraj: What? I didn't do anything yet!
Nisha: I know, I was just anticipating the pain.
Nisha suddenly pulls away, and the hair untangles. Both of them are relived.
Viraj: Next time, please control your hair Miss Nisha.
Nisha: Sorry, sir. But not everyone can have perfect hair like you sir, or really pointy hair like Shekhar Sir, that basically defies gravity!
Viraj :I agree, besides, I would expect you to know a lot about gravity, considering how often you fall over.
Nisha: Sir, that's not fair, I m not that heavy!
Viraj: It's not that, Miss Nisha, I think you should know there's another type of gravity.
And I'm falling really fast because of it.
So, how was that? I've wanted to write for ages, but I would always write the title then never finish. Viraj is blaming poor Nishu for having the attention span as the same as a memory of a goldfish, but I'm the real culprit. I didn't know how to end it, so I'm worried it might be a bit cheesy, but I still hope you liked it!BTW, I didnt plan this out, so please bear with me on the randomness. 😳
