Chapter 3
Internet cafe conscience was someone sitting in front of a computer. His bf at the age of one, perhaps his friends, the man put his hands on the front of both shoulders from behind and his hands pressed on his shoulder
"What are you doing ?"
Asad comes out from his trance again and looked back and stated they started their work on computer "No man is trying to send mail to a girl ... ''
'' Oh ... it is a matter of Ishq '' John teasingly told him.
'' Oh, that's just not true ... just friends ... '' Asad said.
'' Believe it or not ... as if ... lovely
"Pyar Ishq ka mamala hai "
John again teased him in dramatically. Asad looked at him with angrily.
" Pyaare mano ya na mano
jab kabhi ladaki se bat karana ho to lafj na sujhe
or jab kabhi ladaki ko khat likhana ho our shabd na sujhe
To somehow Ishq ka mamala hai
John winks at him.
Without some reason only smiled, laughed. '' Look, see how getting red cheeks ... '' Johnny said. Just smiled, smiled again without any discrimination.
"Jab koi na kare inkar
ya na kare ikrar
To samajho vah Pyaar hai "
John was not ready to leave him.
Now Asad angry, '' You are living or want to meet mukka Ahmad Khan "
'' You think I have nothing ... That is the only search topics of my PH.D and send some e-mails from as relaxation from ... '' Asad said, straining to bring under control of your fester.
'' Enough? '' John . '' Why are you going to do? ... If you want to be crushed before the whole thing? '"Said Asad again angrily.
"Ok...ok... Calm down What is the topic of PH.D " John asked
'' It's here ... I Cannot secret topic, disclose to anyone ... '' Asad said. '' I have to also? ... '' John said. "Yes, you also not to'' insist on paying Asad said.
'' You have to do this in the name of ... ... Secrets run antics of love ... '' John said.
'' You sense that nothing ... '' Asad said. ''
I went through not understand ... '' John said
" So what? '' "I mean ... I do not need to know the rest of the gigantic ''
'So what?' ' '' Now that I am sure the '' John said.
Asad turned around angrily again. John smiled while looking at him from the door and went away.
At Faruqui consultancy
Time of day, there will be ten o'clock. Zoya hurriedly entered her cabin.
This is just an irresponsible Mr Sharma ... '' she said angrily.
And she was not ready to stop this babbling that Zoya. What's that got to do Saira's words had the idea of taking her. No need to sit silently listening to her words only .
No, not in response to expressed. Zoya had told her once that when your boss is not the words, that is the type of driving out of her way to stress her words.
When her secretary that she would raise the stress yet again is devising its asking or telling some yet still say that most unsuccessful Secretary And the secretary of the purse and waited to hear the words of her boss to be normal again, your boss say that the most successful secretary.
Now it was a fairly quiet tone off Zoya's words.She stood up from the chair to go to a meeting to take some papers and files in hand. Saira kept standing up.
She started looking at the monitor of the computer side Saira said, 'Take a look around and you can check e-mails ... I went to my meeting ...' 'and she went to her cabin to go out.
'Personal maid also ?' 'Asked Saira smiled playfully teasing her.
'You know ... there is personal ... and its nothing is some ... You know everything ...' 'Madam, looking at her, smiling, and said hurriedly left a meeting.
Seemed to go wrong somewhere Asad walking on the street holding a bag in his hand, hurried morning.
Passed on a loud noise behind him, the man ran to his friend and stopped, '' A teacher overheard the morning ... so where is the morning ''
He ran around and looked at it again, Asad stop on the front quickly. Swirling around and looked at him "are not you run away with a girl 'John has not asked to see it and stop its wrong.
Asad still is walking. Didn't pay attention to him.Jhon was still trying to reach the front of his running behind.
'' What I am dying to try out a couple of days ... ... grumbling is much noise about it ... '' was running in front of the conscience again.
'' Wait a bit ... but the fact that you had to an urgent proposal ... '' said John.
Asad stopped and reached John ran and stopped him.
'Speak to ask ... what? I recall the bus will leave early ... ... '' said Asad wired face.
'' Then what happened yesterday? '' Asked John to Asad . '' For what ?" Asad was defense.
'' And what about mail ? Mail sent yesterday ... not that? '' John said, putting his hand on the shoulder .You even.
'' What a strange man you are ... what time you do not take on a sense of what my personal things... there just is getting late and you fell mail ... "Said Asad shook hands placed on the shoulders of his irritation, put his sense of right and wrong.
Asad was again rushed to extend.
'' What will hThe story to youslowly, then? ... Now tell me ... the most important time for mail not a bus , the capital of the large mail ,your important mail Or love letter .You can get another bus also ? '' John was still teasing him, going behind his back .
Asad had told John that this argument did not signify anything to him or to impose speech.
Before he started to take steps to minimize long loud.
John and his speech and remarked mischievously smiled . he walked behind his back.
In Cabin
Saira was sitting at her computer. She was back to wrap up her morning meeting entered in the cabin.
She looked at the watch again. It was about the sixth hour of the day. The chair before she pulled her chair and sat behind her attempts to eliminate fatigue chair at the table.
Saira once looked at her boss and she was busy again in your computer's work.
'' Nothing special mail? '' Said Zoya without looking at Saira .
"No ... nothing special ... but a 'tomboy' s mail 'Saira said. '' Tomboy ,Some people is too sticky? '' Zoya said.
'' Do not be ... '' Saira understood her straightforward behavior .
Zoya and Saira discuss once about tomboy because they share all secrets like best friends
'' And yet ... a swivel Asad's mail 'Saira continued.
'' Discrimination? ... It is time to be very old meeting. ...what if I wrote what he does ineffective .. Your Age? ... What is your address? ... My age is so and so so and so ...
.. So and so and so and so is my address ... so and so and so and so slowly that I work on the race will be true ... or is that all the people still ... .Venue and sticky ... ''
'' You do anything he says is not written ... '' Breaking Saira said interrupting her.
'' No? ... Then he must have recommended some of the product from a company you purchase it ... so that the product and he would earn the commission, '' she said.
'' No way, he did not mention anything. "Saira said. '' And? ... And what has he written? '' Said Zoya eagerly looking at Saira value turns
Zoya Shocked what he broadcasts an email to her. How could anyone behave like this .
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Edited by azsumay - 10 years ago
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