Hi Kutties... 😊
From now on there will not be more comedy scenes 😉
The plot is going to gear up 😈
The update is not proofread so ignore funny typos, especially Tamil which I too don't know
Chapter-1B
MY HATE LIST"Enna...? Non veg pudikkatha??? You hate non veg???" Ishita and Meenu asked in unison making Raman more irritated.
"Yes. I hate non veg! So please take these crappy things away." He made a face as if he is going to vomit.
He decided to leave for his important conference in a not so executive look and without having breakfast. Ishita felt so sad for making his new morning in Delhi as good as HELL! She took her bag and prepared to leave but stopped hearing Meenu's query.
"Naan Iyengar veettukk pokattuma? Antha aalukk than non veg pudikkathe..."
[May I go to Iyengar's? That man doesn't like non veg no]
Ishita looked at her confused and said, "Thaniya ennala manage panna mudiyath Meenu. Nee inkeye iru."
[I can't handle alone. So you stay here]
"En intha aal inka vanthirikka? Periya businessman thane...venonna vere veedu vangalame..." Meenu said while sweeping.
[Why this man came here? He's a big business man right... If you want he can buy a new house no]
"Athum seri than. Enakippo en velai than mukhyam. Ivara inka accommodate pannittenna enak receptionila velai kedakkum athumillama intha veettoda problemsum solve ayidum. 5000 RS jaasthi kedaykum Meenu...naan unak treat panrein. Nee antha aala control pannikko...enna enak hindi terityathe...!" Ishita said jokingly and did a high-five with Meenu.
[That's right. My job is important to me. I'll get job in reception if I'll accommodate him here. Moreover, this house's problems will get solved. I'll get 5000RS more. I'll give you a treat. You control that man because I don't know hindi!]
"Athellam ok...aanalum..."Meenu crinkled her nose.
[That's OK... Still...]
"Vaye moodikkittu un velai paaru. " Ishita said angrily and walked out.
[Shut up and do your job]
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Raman came to his office nervously for the first time. The reason being his new style. When he walked in, the lady staffs were started to drool over him which they always do. But today is different. They are literally not paying heed to his uncomfortable stature but looking at his hands and neck which are exposed to their lusty eyes. He looked at his right side and saw a girl licking her lips looking at him. Meanwhile a lady bumped to him and was about to fall down. However, he catched hold of her in time.
The entire office went silent for a minute. Everyone, especially ladies were looking at the pose displayed by their boss and his Personal Secretary Natasha R.B angrily; obviously out of jealousy. His hands were around her waist and her hands were wounded around his neck. He looked at the lady in his arms with a mixture of concern and worry. The lady could read through his eyes what is coming on her way. She tried to say something but before that she was on the floor!
"Nats...you should diet. I pity your husband and...I really really hate fat woman!" He shouted and made his way towards the conference room while the entire staffs started their mute laughter.
Raman entered his conference room and saw everyone chatting around lazily there. The strong and most introvert of his business partners Romi Patel was flirting with another of his business partner which shook the hell out of him. He cleared his throat twice to gain their attention and took a seat. The room went silent and the pub-like atmosphere changed to formal one.
"So...ladies and gentlemen..." Raman started his presentation while the whole attention was not on the screen but on his white hands. He somehow dispersed the conference and called Mihir to vent out his anger.
"I'm done. Oh yaar...you won't believe me...she...that...plum cake...she broke my cufflink!" Raman shouted at Mihir on mobile.
"Oh common bhai...it's just a cifflink...!" Patak took hold of the situation.
"Just a cifflink? It's expensive canary diamonds...35000 dollars man...!" Raman shrieked.
"Diamonds are still there nah?" Mihir made a puppy face.
"Voh pakal bhi yehi kaha...damn me!" He cursed himself and disconnected the call.
[That mad also said the same]
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"Ayyo maamiii...avaruk non veg pudikkatham...!" Ishita informed Mrs Iyengar while walking towards their society after buying the neccessary vegitables.
[He doesn't like non veg]
"Ennavo...ne atha vidu...verenna...?" Mrs Iyengar tried to divert Ishita.
[Whatever...you leave that...what else?]
"Oh maami...yosich paatha ithilenna thappirukku. Neenka antha veedu rentuku kodungale...enak receptionila velayum kedaykum unkaluk monthly cashum kedaykum. Periya businessman...good looking...illai...handsome...neraye kaasum irukk...neenka oru yes sollungale please..." Ishita explained animatedly and pouted.
[Aunty think about it. What's wrong with it. You give that house for rent...then I'll get a job in the reception and you'll get monthly rent. Big businessman...good looking...no...handsome...has a lot of money also...say a yes please]
"Dho paaru Ishita...unna enak rumba pudikkum...aanal nee ipo sollura oru vaarthai kooda enak suthama pudikkalai." Mrs Iyengar said honestly and went towards her personal apartment leaving behind a frustrated Ishita.
[See Ishita...I like you...but I don't like a single word said by you]
She called Mihir and informed him that Mrs Iyengar is not budging to her words. Mihir was also in dilemma because he promised his bhai that he will get that house in two weeks. Moreover, his bhai is showing so much anger towards Ishita within a single day. So he wanted to sort all things ASAP.
"See Mihir Sir...I can't do it anymore. Main nahi hoga hai...! Purinchitha...?" Ishita said fed up.
[Understand?]
"Purinchith hai!" Mihir unknowingly said nodding his head like a kid while Patak burst into laughter.
"Don't make fun of my language. I'll forget that you're my boss." She warned him.
"OK Ishita...now listen...You try again or else I can't promise that you could continue to work for me." Mihir softly threatened her.
"See sir...I'll do any other job if not for you. But what will be your Raman Bhalla's condition when I'll throw him out of my house?" Ishita bite back.
Patak jumped in to talk some law, "Don't forget one thing Ishita, your house's affidavit clearly says that it will be under Bhalla's Ltd if you won't give the ten lakhs in time. And the time was lapsed before two months. So please don't get high!"
"Oho...so you're abusing the situation?" Ishita asked in disbelief.
"No...we are giving you a chance. Raman bhai doesn't know about all these. If he gets to know that we are giving you this opportunity to take win back your house he will cancel the code in no time. In fact it has been already cancelled and the house is now Bhalla's. If this fact leaks...then you'll be on street. You don't know Raman Kumar Bhalla. He is so cunning. So you better treat him respectfully. If he somehow comes to know about all these, we can't do anything." Patak completed.
Mihir took the mobile and said in a concerned tone, "See Ishita...if you'll help us rent Iyengar's house...We'll do as we promised. We'll cancel the warranty that our company haves on your house and will appoint you as a receptionist. Trust me."
"But why he needs only that house. There are a lot of other houses...!" Ishita said in confusion.
"That's non of your business. Now you just focus on the job at hand." Mihir said firmly and cut the call.
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Meenu was making curdrice when Ishita came home. Raman was yet to come. Both the ladies focused on house cores while Raman stepped in all tired.
"Ivan enna railway stationila coolieya? Ivalavum tired and all...!" Meenu whispred to Ishita while pouring the coffee.
[Is he a coolie in any railway station? This much tired and all!]
When Meenu gave the cup of coffee to Raman, Ishita went to her room and came back faster. Raman smiled cheeklily while drinking the coffee and said, "That's so lovely. I love you Meenamma. Aur vaise kuch logon ko toh mera kadar hi nahin hai. And the coffee is so tastey!"
[Some people doesn't care about me]
He looked side ways at Ishita and choked on the coffee hearing Meenu saying, "Yeh toh Ishu akka ne banaya hai!"
[It's made by Ishu akka]
When he was about to move to his room Ishita called him apologetically. He looked at her quizzically for which she forwarded a small gift box. He pointed his indexfinger towards himself as if asking "for me?" She nodded and he accepted it. Slowly, very calmy, he opened the box all the while asking her about the same and his face beamed to find a pair of cufflinks inside it.
Ishita looked at his happy face in content and said, "I know it's so cheap. But I could only buy this one. I hope you forgave me for the morning incident. I'm extremely sorry..."
"It's not OK...but still...it's OK. Because I love surprises!" He widened his eyes and walked inside his room.
Meenu who was looking at all these drama pulled Ishita aside and asked, "Enna...paithyam pudichirukka? Eppadi vangitten atha?"
[Are you made? How did you buy that?]
"Athu vanth..30000 RS ayidichu. Antha jumkiyum valayalum adamanam vachitten." Ishita said while her eyes welled up.
[That is... 30000 RS. I took gold loan by the security of my jumki (earrings) and bangle]
"Enna Ishu akka neenka? Intha aalu periya panakkaran. Avarku poyi ithellam...athum goldellam adamanam..." Meenu felt sad and angry.
[What are you Ishu akka? He's so rich. You bought it for him...by gold loan..]
"Inke paaru Meenu...avaru vanth enak kadavul maathiri. Unak than ellam theriyume...So...let it be." Ishita wiped her tears resumed her kitchen work.
[See here Meenu...he's like a God for me. You know everything right...]
Meanwhile, Raman slammed the door behind him angrily and threw away the box which rolled down under the wardrobe while he hissed furiously, "I hate cheap things!"
"Mihir...skype pe aajao." He texted Mihir.
In no time Mihir and Patak were present in front of him virtually. He started to shout on them things which they couldn't understand. The only thing they grasped was he is saying something about the cufflinks.
"How cheap was those cufflinks! Designer ones...It must be of just 30000 or 35000 thousand RS...that's it! How could she even think that it can compansate the loss? It was 35000 dollars man...bloody dollars!" Raman was pulling his hair in frustration while Mihir and Patak looked on silently.
"I wonder how she arranged that money in one day bhai!" Mihir silently exclaimed.
"Wha-what you mean?" Raman looked at Mihir quizzically.
"Haan...voh...she has only 10000 monthly salary...so...I wonder how...you should appreciate her sweet gesture..." Mihir tried to calm him while Patak nodded his head agreeably.
"Yeah...wh-whateverrr..." Raman's words trailed off. But the next moment he started his bickering again saying, "I won't use that bloody stuff. It's so cheap for my status."
"OK bhai...don't use it. At least don't show your hatred to her. It's a request from our part. She is a middle-class girl and she can only do this much."Patak literally pleaded for whichRaman gritted, "I hate Middle-class poeple."
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It was dinner time. Raman came wearing a yellow three fourth pants and a T-shirt with hood in red and green. Ishita and Meenu looked on in dislike on his colour sense when he reached the dining table checking his mobile.
"Ji apko khaneko kya chahiye?" Meenu asked while Ishita kept silent.
[What you want to eat?]
"Kya kya hai Meenamma...?" He asked her playfully while Ishita opened the dishes.
[What are there?]
"Aalu ke parathe banaya hai apkeliye...!" Meenu said smiling and send thousands of prayers to her God to help her from his anger if he doesn't like it.
"Voh white-white kya hai?" He pointed to a dish while taking a seat.
[What's that in white-white]
"Athu thair saadam...I mean...curdrice." Ishita said silently serving him paratha.
He clutched her hand and asked Meenu to serve him curdrice which she did instantly. Ishita was fuming inside and a tint of disappointment was there for his ignorance.
"You know what Meenamma...I love curd!" He exclaimed relishing the south Indian food.
"Madrasi pey pudichirukkan polirukku." Meenu whispered to Ishita for which she nodded her head affirmatively.
[I think he is possessed by some madrasi ghost]
"I wanted to tell you something..."Ishita started.
"Yep. Tell me" Raman said without looking at her.
"It's about Iyengar house." She said which made him stop his eating session and shift his gaze to her in interest.
"Hmm...if you don't mind...will you go meet Mrs Iyengar tomorrow morning? It's just that I couldn't do anything regarding that house." She said sadly fearing his anger.
"Oh no...no problem at all. You should also come along with me." Raman said again eating the madrasi food.
"Ayyo...sorry...I can't...I have to go to the mall early six o'clock." Ishita excused and asked him to take Meenu with him.
"Yeah...sure. Meenu is better than you Miss Ishita Iyer..." He said smirking at her.
"Because she knows hindi!" She completed his sentence with the same smirk.
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"Oh God Mihir...she is such a mad girl. Mujhe...Raman Kumar Bhalla ko attitude dikha rahi thi...!" Raman said angrily laying down on the bed.
[Me...she was showing attitude to RKB]
However, he couldn't continue his conversation as he heard Ishita shouting at someone angrily. He walked upto the stair and watched the show from there.
"Maama...naan marupdaiyum solluren...inke irunth ipove ponka" Ishita warned her maama (mother's brother who can rightfully marry her) Murugan Iyer.
[I'm telling you again...get lost from here]
"Enna aach kanne...maamakkitta ivalavum kopam en?" Murugan pulled her cheek.
[What happened... This much anger to Manama?]
He was drunk and was unable to stand properly. Moreover, he was time and again trying to touch Ishita on her feminine spots which irked Raman. Meenu was trying her best to pooh-pooh the disgusting man in vain.
"Atha un amma appa poyi senthittanllai...ivalom attutude kaatrath nirthu. Innillenna naaleyk nee en pondatti than. Vaadi..." He pulled Ishita to him by her hand.
[Your Amma Appa had died. Why this attitude when you'll be my wife today or the next day. Come...]
"Yeh kya badtameezi kar rahe ho aap?" Raman jumped into Ishita's rescue.
[What are you doing?]
Murugan looked at Raman head to toe and said sarcastically to Ishita, "Athane paathen...namak mattum than entry illai...mathapadi yaravenalum..hmm-mm..."
[That's what I was watching..no entry for me only...else for everyone...hmm-mm]
"Chee maama...vekkamketta varthayellam pesatha idathe gaali pannunko." Ishita shouted again.
[Don't talk shamelessly and get lost]
"Shame on you Mr Murugan. Maama hokar apani beti se aisi harkat kar rahe hai ap!" Raman couldn't hold on but he kept a safe distance.
[You're behaving like this to your daughter when you're her uncle!]
"Beti kaun...? Abey agar kuch pata bhi nahin hai toh chup rehna...yeh meri honewali biwi hai." Murugan roared at Raman making him shell shocked.
[Who daughter? You shut up if you don't know anything. She is my to be wife]
"Alright. Ap ab yahan se jaayiye aur use chodiye." Raman parted Murugan's hand from Ishita whilst Murugan looked on quizzically.
[For now you go and leave her]
"Tum kaun hai yeh sab kehne ko?" Murugan asked angrily.
[Who are you to tell this?]
"Arey Meenamma...jaao Murugan ko orange juice leke aao..." Raman asked Meenu and talked to Murugan while Ishita looked on not understanding anything they are saying.
[Go bring some orange juice for Murugan]
"See Mr Murugan. Main yahan paying guest hun. Aur ab apka dost samjho. Main apka madad kartha hun." Raman said smiling at him.
[I'm a paying guest and think that I'm your friend. I'll help you]
"Kaise?" Murugan crinkled his eyebrows.
[How?]
"Hmm...Ishita se main uski dilki baat kehalvaake apka madad kar sakta hun." Raman cleared.
[I'll make her say her heart out to you]
"Lekin voh toh mujhse ittusa bhi pyar nahin karta yaar. Age ki baat kehate hai...!" Murugan pouted cutely while Ishita walked to the kitchen irritated by the fact that she couldn't grasp a thing.
[But she doesn't love me. Always says about age]
"Chodo yaar voh sab. She loves you a lot. She always talks about you. Lekin Tamil main hai toh mujhe kuch pata nahin chalta." Raman said as a matter of fact mistaking her Lord Murugan and uncle Murugan!
[But I couldn't understand it because it's Tamil]
TO BE CONTINUED...
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