FF(Arhi): Lavender [Thread 2 link - p. 159]

Index

Chp -2: Get Laid

Chp-3: Peeping Tom

Chp-4: Audition

Chp-5: Lavender

Chp-6: Wood

Chp-7: Hooky

Chp-8: The Soup for all Maladies

Chp-9: Beneath

Chp-10: Dalliance

Chp-11: What's in a Kiss?

Chp-12: He did What??

Chp-13: Colossal

Chp-14: Ill Begotten

Chp-15: Ever-losing

Chp-16: The V-Factor

Chp-17: When in Doubt, Go for her Neck

Chp-18: The L Word

Chp-19: Naakka Mukka video-link

Chp-20: Pretenses

Chp-21: Moral Fiber

Chp-22: Nightwing

Chp-23: Wolverine vs. Catwoman

Chp-24: Khushi, Vaibhavi, Veronica

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Chapter 1: Silly Twit

She was just a silly little twit, she told herself.

When buaji had repeatedly told her that, she had refused to acknowledge it.

Buaji after all was an old cow who shot off her mouth at regular intervals. And she didn't think the extent of her eternal gratitude to the Gupta family should extend to the woman who dished out regular doses of bullshit mixed with guilt trips.

She was just a silly little twit, she told herself again, looking her reflection on the glass pane. Starting with the silly pom-poms that hung off her kameez and the silly way in which she widened her eyes when she got in trouble.

But she was only eighteen years old. And impulse control had never been her strong suit. So, when you really thought about it, being a silly little twit was her birthright.

Her eyes widened in that same silly way now as she saw his reflection coming closer. She looked at herself once more, squelching her over-expressive face into some guise of self-control before turning around just as the office door opened and he walked in.

"Khushi Kumari Gupta." He addressed her with the arrogance that he treated as his birthright.

Well, they all had their birthrights...

"Sir Arnav Singh Raizada." She returned the favor, making him raise his eyebrow.

So what if she was a small-town girl from Lucknow whose world knowledge involved scouting out the biggest jalebi competitors in neighboring towns? So what if the name Raizada was evidently synonymous with cutthroat business and the most arrogant man she had ever met. Those were just minor details.

She was a silly little twit, she reminded herself one last time just for a last boost of adrenaline before she spoke the matter at hand.

"I know you're quite busy. And I would hate to waste your time searching whatever it is that you are always searching for after "what the..."" she paused to take another breath before she continued. It was also to give him time to say...

"What the..." he said, his forehead crinkling in annoyance. He really was incredibly predictable.

She wanted to laugh, but she told herself she would do that later. Right now, she had more pressing matters to attend to.

"Hear me out please." She put a hand up before he finally decided to complete his 'what the'

"Here me out in the entirety of what I have to say before you jump in."

He took a menacing step towards her and she decided that it was time to stand her ground. What the hell would he really do anyways? Accost her? Hardly. Even if he was the 'accosting' type, she doubted that she would the one he would pick to accost. She counted herself lucky in that regard, at least. He was just a big bully. And bullies, she could handle. She had handled them quite well in grade school and in pre-degree. And she could do the same now.

He tilted his head at her stance, but came no closer.

"What the hell is it then? Spit it out and don't waste my time." He said in agitation now that his previous ploy had not worked.

Such a charmer he was...

"I know that I am Ms. Kashyap's secretary and that I am quite new to this job. But from what I have been able to gather, this company will actually provide grants for employees who wish to seek higher education. Is that true?"

She saw that she had truly stumped him now because he drew back and looked at her strangely.

After several moments he burst out laughing.

bas***d.

She managed to not grab her umbrella and smack him over the head with it as she practiced her calming mantra in her head. silly twit... silly twit... silly twit... until he stopped laughing and looked at her in that genuinely self-important manner of his.

"Wait, you are serious?" he laughed again before stopping and saying in a seriously mocking voice. "Ms. Kushi Kumari Gupta. The employee education assistance program is for employees who actually want to pursue a serious degree that would somehow benefit the company, such as a post-graduate degree in business or marketing or finance or information technology or some related field. It's not for secretarial school."

She sneezed suddenly, rather loudly, startling him, but it was enough to release the string of curses that had been collecting at the tip of her tongue.

She shook her head and looked back at him before saying calmly. "Sir. Please do not call me by all three of my names all the time. You know what my name is. I know what my name is. Adding all three all the time would not alter our knowledge one way or the other. And secondly, I have no wish to go to secretarial school. I am sure that's a fine profession, but after having done it for the past two months, I find that I am not exactly fit to be a life-time secretary. I am good at running a business. I have been helping my father do it for quite some time. But you see... I don't want to do it the grassroots way anymore. I am thinking of widening my market-base."

She thought of all the freeloaders who came to their house in Lucknow to eat her jalebis. That was the advertising stage, she mused in her head now... and then Devi Mayya ' mighty powerful lady that she was ' had dropped a big-gun like Raizada into her hands. This was the opportunity to go after the things that her poor father and mother couldn't afford. Like an actual bachelor's degree. She was already street-smart... now she just had to be the kind of smart that gave her a few letters after her name. Khushi Kumari Gupta, BA, MBA... that certainly had a nice ring to it, she decided.

She looked at him and saw his eyes widen momentarily before he laughed again.

"Have you been drinking bhang? What would a silly twit like you do in college?"

Ah, there it was... Mr. Asshole Raizada's favorite petname for her...

Silly Twit.

"I have not been drinking bhang. And I imagine I would learn in college, just like everybody else. When I spoke with Ms. Kashyap about this, she told me that I would need to speak with you directly. Do you have any direct objections if a silly twit furthers her education? Think of it this way... it would be money well-spent so that I won't embarrass you in front of your clients with my silly twitty ways..." she said in a perfectly serious tone, but he of course caught onto her mocking, and advanced a step towards her and asked angrily, "Are you f**king with me right now?" In English.

"See sir.. that right there. That's exactly what I am talking about. I have no idea if I am f**king with you right now because I have no idea what that means. It would be awfully embarrassing to do that with your clients, don't you think?"

"Why would you want to f**k with my clients?" he asked, drawing back, and she widened her eyes like the silly twit that she was and said, "I have no idea, sir. Why would I?" She even blinked her lashes rapidly for effect, then wondered if that had been too much.

He shook his head suddenly, all the word-play now muddled beyond comprehension.

"Alright. Do whatever." He said, turning back to his desk, done with her.

She waited until she turned away from him to smile to herself.

Silly Twit indeed.

Just as she walked out the door though, he called out to her, "If your dabbling in grassroots managements cuts into your bread and butter secretarial work, you can kiss college goodbye Khushi."

She wouldn't have expected anything less.

Ah, college... here I come...

And she was going to make Arnav-Jackass -Raizada pay for it too.

Devi Mayya was indeed a most powerful woman.

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I liked this a lot! Refreshing idea and nice style of writing; kudos 👏

I like Devi maiyya ... :)
Silly twit

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Chapter 2: Get Laid

"He is in a bad mood again." She heard Ms. Kashyap say as she approached the desk and Khushi fought the urge to roll her eyes. Honestly, when was the man ever in a good mood?

"Chamkeli, do you have what I asked you to do?" Ms. Kashyap asked when she got to the desk. Even though Khushi thought that the woman dressed highly inappropriately and looked more like she should be Mr. Raizada's sexy girlfriend than his office manager, she had found that most of Ms. Kashyap's faults were just on the surface. For all that the woman called her Chamkeli, Ms. Kashyap wasn't a bad sort. Not at all... and even though, you couldn't tell by how she dressed, Ms. Kashyap was actually pretty good at what she was hired to do. Which was, of course, to make sure the permanently bipolar Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada did not scare off his employees and clients. Lavanya Kashyap was good PR, which Raizada needed desperately if he didn't want someone to shoot him in the back.

"Here it is." She took the typed sheet and gave it to Ms. Kashyap. She figured that she was starting to get this typing thing down. She practiced every night on the rickety old typewriter that she had gotten from the storage room in the back of the office when they had emptied it out. Ms. Kashyap had been the one to give it to her, asking her to practice on it every night. She had also been thoughtful enough to print out a sheet that explained all the basic typing keys and finger positions.

"Maybe I can play some soft music over the intercom or burn some incense to calm his nerves." Khushi said as Ms. Kashyap went through the sheet that she had typed up.

She saw Ms. Kashyap smile, but then she shook her head as she muttered to herself in English. "What the man needs to do is get laid. That should calm him right down."

"Get laid?" Khushi grabbed onto that important part of the sentence and wondered out loud.

Ms. Kashyap looked back down at her suddenly and said, "Jeez, Khushi. Don't say that out loud. If ASR hears it, I won't hear the end of it."

Khushi smiled and lowered her voice to a whisper as she said, "Come on, Ms. Kashyap, you can't dangle a carrot like that in front of me and expect me to not leap up and bite. What does it mean, Get Laid?"

She saw Ms. Kashyap look both ways down the aisle before she turned back to her. "Nothing good girls from Lucknow need to know."

"Who said I am good?" She asked Ms. Kashyap, taking great offense.

"You're not?" Ms. Kashyap asked, smiling and struggling to keep her voice serious.

Khushi shook her head. "I am ignorant, Ms. Kashyap. Not Good. I don't know why people confuse the two."

This time Ms. Kashyap laughed out loud, but caught herself quickly and they both looked up to the top suite and sure enough, Mr. Arnav-Singh-Need-To-Get-Laid-Raizada appeared, his eyebrows cocked up as if he was a headmaster of a school for juvenile delinquents.

He gave them both an evil look and Khushi saw Ms. Kashyap shake her head. He gave one last withering glance before returning inside his office, out of their view.

"Whatever this getting laid is, it must be dire indeed. Because he can be an absolute monster." Khushi whispered now, looking back at Ms. Kashyap.

Ms. Kashyap laughed again, but this time quietly, and leaned closer to say, "You're such a regular bad-ass aren't you?"

"Are you telling me or not? Otherwise, I would be forced to tell him straight to his face that the only remedy for his ill-humor is this 'getting laid."

"Fine, fine... Don't tell me I didn't warn you." Ms. Kashyap said before she leaned closer to her ear to whisper. "Getting laid is doing the dirty, Khushi."

This made Khushi turn to her and whisper in agitation, "Giving me more euphemisms is hardly going to help." To which Ms. Kashyap said, "Ah, then let me break it down for you. Getting laid is when a man and a woman get naked and..." she stopped and when she didn't continue, Khushi turned to look at her again. "Why did you stop? Keep going."

She saw Ms. Kashyap's eyes widen before she laughed again, "You weren't kidding, were you Chamkeli? You are a little badass!"

Khushi giggled in glee and asked, "Seriously, that's what getting laid means? You think climbing on top of a woman is going to get ASR's mood back to normal?"

"Climbing on top of a woman?" Ms. Kashyap laughed before asking, "Where did you hear that?"

"Oh come on! I have seen it in some movies. I know how it's done." Khushi said, feeling a bit of embarrassment for the first time for her evident lack of knowledge or misinformation.

"It doesn't always have to be men on top." Ms. Kashyap whispered again and Khushi turned to her with genuinely wide eyes. "A woman can be on top? Really?"

"Oh my God! I cannot believe I am having this conversation with you." Ms. Kashyap said in astonishment and then said, "I have corrupted your badass-ignorant self enough. If I say anymore, I won't be able to sleep at night thinking that I led an innocent awry."

"Innocent is just a nice way of pacifying a person without experience, Ms. Kashyap. I won't fall for such traps, you know." Khushi told the woman seriously.

"You are one of a kind, Khushi. I will have to give you that. And you are definitely going to have some fun in college." This time Ms. Kashyap winked before she walked away.

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how do u get such innovative ideas and made them so adorable to read...loved it

Very nice n funny pls let me know when nx part is up. :):):)

Hey..Just saw your OS and I love it!! I'm loving a smart and bold Khushi and her interaction with Lavanya was hilarious.. Please continue soon

That was SO cute! OMG "Get Laid"!!! YES ASR badly NEEDS to get laid!

your style is different which i love it