Kismet pe aaye na yakin.."
Index:
Intro:page 1
Part 1:Page9
Part 2:Page 17
Part 3:Page 27
Part 4 :Page 38
part 5:Page 47
Part 6:Page 54
Part 7:Page 62
Part 8:Page 72
Part 10:Page 80
Promo:Page 88
Part 11:Page 93
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"Good Morning Sir" The entire staff of 4900 members greets with great enthusiasm.Everyone is really happy today, to see, who their CEO is.

"Hi everyone !!" He flashed his million-dollar smile towards all of them.The simplicity in his face, despite the spotless uniform, approximately costing more than Rs.40,000, imported straight from Europe and the Rado watch worth Rs.1,20,0000, was mesmerizing.

The hazel-green eyes and chiseled face had a different glow..a glow which was able to hypnotize each and every pair of eyes towards itself.Positive vibrations were brimming out of his bosom.

"Well..this is Armaan Mallik, your CEO or rather, your family member..After all we are members of the same family- the Air Voice family..."He smiled again, enchanting the mob again..
"Aap sab logon ke kaaran hi aaj hum in bulandiyon ko chu paaye hain..aur I know..hum is se bhi aage badhkar dikhayenge..right guys??.."He questioned..
"YES SIR..!!"They all unitedly exclaimed...
"Thenkyou.."He stepped down the podium.He wasn't in a habit of giving long speeches but, working hard.
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"Sir..excuse me.." Samrat came to the conference hall..
"Yaa..come in come..kya hua Samrat??..Flight ke liye ready hai sab??..Kal ki conference ke liye sab ok??.."He said, wearing a tie..
"Sir..woh..Riddhima Ma'am ka call tha.."He says..
"Riddhima..!!Oh God!! use batana bhool gaya..wo.tumne use kuch kaha toh nahin na?.."He asks.
"Sorry sir..woh unhone poocha ki aap kya kar rahe hain toh maine bata diya.."..He looks down..
"Its..its ok..main sambhal loonga..Thanks for informing.."He pats his shoulder..
This understanding, for everyone had made him special for every person, he met..
"Riddhima?.."He calls, opening his laptop bag..
The next voice which he hears, he sweeter than that of an angel..but, sad..
"Koi zarurat nahin hai mujhe phone karne ki Armaan..jao tumhe jahaan jana hai.."She sobs softly..
"Meri Riddhi ro rahi hai?..Lagta hai bahut naaraaz hai..hmm..??"He tries talking to her..
"Ekk baar bhi call karne ki zarurat nahin hoti tumhe...main hi pagal hun na...tumhe toh kabhie fikr nahin hoti meri..main marr bhi.."She's crying..
"Riddhima..!! kaha na aisi baatein mat kiya karo..baba..mujhe urgent meeting ke liye London jana pad raha hai..main 3 din mein aa jaoonga..before holi..pakka.."He tries cajoling her..
"Ab ye sab batein mujhe tumse nahin..news channels se pata chalti hain...you don't love me any more..I know.."More tears welled up her eyes..
"Arrey baba..itna saara gussa?..Riddhima..tumhaare last lectures ho rahe hain..phir tumaara 4th year shuru hoga na?..main disturb nahin karna chahta tha..aur...accha main khush nahin honga agar news mein aaye .."Miss. Riddhima Gupta of IIT-Mumbai offered highest package" haan??..tum top karogi toh I'll be proud na?.."
But she had switched off the cell, long time back..
"Sir??..kuch baat bani??.."Samrat asks as they sit in his Silver Mercedeez Benz..
"Nahin..I'll have to visit her...woh upset hai.."..Armaan closes his eyes, thinking of explaining everything to her..After all she was the world for him .
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