ShiVika Drabble- "Paradox"
As he pondered unseeingly over the annual financial report of the Oberoi Group, Shivaay Singh Oberoi cast a covert glance at the slender figure sitting in the foyer in the Oberoi mansion, and wondered at how much of a paradox she was.
Anika.
A woman with a mighty heart, encased in a deceptively fragile body.
Seemingly naive and childish, yet her eyes belied a maturity beyond her years.
Her steely ambitiousness; determined to succeed in her work and do it well at any cost. But belying that attitude by letting her heart rule over her head every time.
A fighter- always ready to confront him, to call him out on his obsession with naam, paisa and power with her quick tongue and rapier wit. But she could be so vulnerable too- the slow trickle of tears whenever their confrontations got too intense testified to this.
Proud of herself and her identity, yet, respectful and humble, especially to elders like his Dadi, his Badi Ma and even his own mother.
Dressed smartly and professionally in a white shirt and jeans, she seemed devoid of any overt female charms or womanly wiles.
But God!!! She was beautiful. Not just pretty, beautiful. And what made it more enchanting was that she seemed to be utterly unaware of it.
Though no man who came within a mile of her could help but spot her beauty and be disarmed by her charms.
Oblivious to his scrutiny all this while, she was engaged in checking the preparations for the wedding.
He dragged his eyes off her, urging his mind to stop pondering on this woman's endless contradictions.
His heart seemed to be whispering something alien to him. His brain, however, anxiously affirmed - She is just another woman, nothing more than that. Sighing, he returned to the task at hand, all the while reprimanding himself...
"Mind on the game, Shivaay...mind on the game..."
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