Hey Guys.. me back with Part 2.. I know that's quick.. compared to my speed😆... I would like to thank-fsn- ,v_nikhita18,crystall,amu142,rit435,sanju_veni
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PART -2
'to Kaha se shuru kare?' , questioned Preet settling himself on the seat.
'Mulakat', Gayatri declared and Preet paused wide eyed.
'how did you know this is a girl related thing?', Preet curious but his mother shrugged of the query.
'Ma hoon tum logo ki… I know everything', and Preet stood up to that answer.
'you know everything then why are you asking me? Main chalta hoon', he just took a step away when Gayatri called
'Ramu….!!'
'Ramu ko kyun takleef deti hai ma?? ', he butt in and took back his position. 'Batata hoon na.. to kaha they hum?'
'Mulakat' Gayatri reminded in a straight tone.
'o ya Mulakat…'
***Mulakat***
1 month ago
The hustle and bustle of a normal metro city Mumbai was same as everyday. Everyone was pacing towards something and everyone busy, everyone in an attempt to achieve something and 'The Connection Caf 'was a place to witness all these. Being situated at the heart of the all the corporate area, the caf was filled up and chaotic 24X7.
This is the place where a cup of magical coffee added fuel to someone's idea and that turned into a big and flourishing project. This is the place that saw mini get together of many newcomers, trainees for their succession over some project. Be it smile, tear, strategy, celebration, calculation, patch up or breakup the place has seen it all.
'Kulraaj!!!', Kiran yelled and Kulraaj came running towards the counter to find her husband in a terrible mood. It was barely 9 and the caf was overflowing with people of all the companies for their breakfast.
'What happened Kiran?', she kneaded his neck to ease him off.
'Kya hua?', he gritted. 'You are my partner in my business but here I am all alone bearing these bunches of trouble'
'Kiran woh hamare customers hai', she almost shouted.
' Ya ya.. customers hai.. but look at that what's his name ya Mridul', he pointed to one boy sitting with 4 cups in front of him. ' Ab se 4 cup pee chuka hai and asking for 5th one.'
'Ha to muft ka thodi pee raha hai, he's paying.', Kulraaj replied.
'Ya, but now my coffee machine will give up. Itne variations to hamare machine main bhi nahin hai. 1st cup was more milk less coffee. 2nd cup was black coffee with whipped cream on top.'
'ew!!! What type of coffee is that?', Kulraaj questioned with her nose wrinkled.
'Pata nahin…but the main thing is tumhare customers ke nakhro se main tang aa gaya hoon. Ab to workers bhi gusse main hai. Tum ne hi inko lad pyaar se sar pe chara k rakhha hai', he spat out and Kulraaj gave a smile.
She knew his reason of irritation. She knew he loved all of the customers as all of them considered it to be their 2nd home. Kulraaj and Kiran had a friendly relation with each one of them as they were regular customers. All of them were considered as family and they were treated like home and therefore 'the Connection Caf was the no. 1 caf of the area.
Kiran was fussing and was irritated for a mere superstitious matter. His lucky regular customer had not arrived yet and it was his believe that without serving a cup of hot steaming coffee to him, his sales for the day wouldn't fare well.
'… Papa I don't need a secretary', Kiran's lucky customer stepped in, talking overphone . His handsome and adorable face had a disproving look and his hand continuously rubbing his temples to calm down his senses.
'Prem agaya… balle balle Prem agaya', Kiran happily rushed towards the coffee machine getting his coffee ready.
'.. thik hai bula lijiye interview ke liye, but I will reject them all.' Prem disconnected the line and he reached towards the counter where Kiran was ready with his order before his declaration.
'Hey Kiran , Hey Kulraaj', he greeted them politely and smiled as saw his cup ready.
'Hey sweety…' Kulraaj greeted back. 'How are we today?'
'terrible!!! Don't ask', Prem replied.
'Arrey yaar.. coffee pee lo tumhara mood thik ho jayega', Kiran pushed the coffee cup to him.
Prem mumbled a thanks and was about to search for a seat when he heard a howl and turned towards the entry and saw a girl running towards him.
'GOLU!!!!!', she sprinted till him and crashed herself over him. Prem raised his hand away saving his cup, shirt and the girl and nervously checked the girl who had her face hidden on his chest. He turned towards the counter and found Kiran and Kulraaj's puzzled expression and grinned at them nervously.
'I am sorry I am sooooo sorry' she finally looked up and her almond shape eyes were dancing as she pulled his cheeks. ' Bohot wait karaya hoga na.. par main kya karti, you know traffic and stuffs...'
'well miss…', he started as it was necessary to explain this toofan mail that they are not acquainted but was interrupted once more.
'I know I missed you too.. par Golu abhi woh baad mein dekhenge first let's eat I amstarving… did you order anything?', she questioned and stopped.
Finally! She stopped he again started , ' magar main to…'
'I know I know', she interrupted once more. ' you were waiting for me.. magar main to aa gayi hoon na?? now order a cheese sandwich for me'.
Prem stood rooted in his position still trying to make head and tail of the whole fiasco when he watched her gallop towards the counter and place the order.
'Golu?? I'll take the seat , tum please leke aa jao na', she swiftly took a seat and Prem helplessly moved towards the counter to 'serve' his unknown speedometer.
'kya baat hai Golu ji??? You never told us?', Kulraaj teased Prem as a service man placed the order on the counter table
'I am not Golu', he spat and was about to explain when she popped up again.
'Yes, yeh Golu nahin hai.'
Finally she is in her senses. Prem breathed relieved.
'Golu to yeh sirf Chinkey ka hai, duniya ke liye nahin', she declared and Kiran Kulraaj and Prem shouted , 'Chinkey?'
'ya… chinkey… me…', she informed and Prem turned to his helpless mode once more.
'Golu aur Chinkey, how sweet!!', Kulraaj dreamily replied .
'Woh to hai', she winked and pulled Prem by his arm ' Chalo na Golu baitte hai'
They settled themselves in their seats and Prem sipped his coffee in anger ignoring the hot liquid burning his tongue.
'tum kuch bol kyun nahi rahe Golu?', she asked as she took a bite.
As if you are letting me speak Miss Chinkey.. na jaan na pehchaan aur mere paise pe kha rahi hai. Prem thought while glaring her and chose to speak no matter what happens.
'listen miss..'
'Baad mein Golu..' , she interrupted once more . ' Khate waqt nahin bolte, bad manners' , and turned her concentration back to the sandwich.
Prem was irritated beyond limits. Today is definitely a bad day, he thought. First his father wants him to appoint a secretary for himself and secondly this unknown lady is blabbering non stop and eating at his sponsorship.
He gave her a stern look and instantly her serene and cute food stuffed face calmed him. He admired how she looked like a cute kid with that concentrated expression on her face. The way her eyes laid over plate was totally magical. He felt a flutter inside his cardiac muscles. Her lilac shirt and dark blue dress pants were hugging her frame perfectly. She was totally an angel without wings and white dress.
'Golu…', her call snapped him back to the real world and he looked at her.
'When did your bus reach here?', she questioned , confusing him.
'bus?? What bus?' he queried.
' ya bus.. nahi to how did you reach?', she cross questioned him.
'…In my car obviously', he casually replied when he saw her eyes dancing once again.
'kya?? You brought your car?? How sweet of you Golu, mujhe pata tha.. I don't know how to thank you Golu….'she spoke enthusiastically.
'kya?' he looked at her confused.
'tum mujhe mere interview mein chorne k liye car laye ho na??' she added
'what??' he shouted. 'hell!! No…'
' How sweet Golu.. now please drop me off otherwise I'll get late.. chalo!!!', she dragged him out of the caf.
'cute couple', Kulraaj commented a she saw Prem and the girl getting out. 'hai na Kiran?'
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