Manyata hated being late and starting the day all in a rush. She looked at her watch and remembered her maama. Jaswant Khurana, a self made entrepreneur.. He and his wife were her moms strength and biggest support when her father left them. He loved his sister and nieces more than anything and infact wanted them to move in with him and his wife. Vijay Bhai was more than a big brother to her and jai, he was one of her closest friends that's why his engagement came as quite a surprise to her. He had completed his studies overseas and was now a qualified architectural engineer back home and his dad wanted him to take over the family business.
She reached kimmy's neighbourhood' kimmys very rich and posh society. South Mumbai is one of the most expensive residential areas in India, home to the very wealthy and affluent and the Malhotra's were both wealthy and affluent. Mr Malhotra being the steel and shipping magnitude, he was very humble and extremely down to earth unlike Mrs Malhotra.
As she jumped out of the auto which was not permitted to enter' Noise pollution, lol. Cuffe Parade'home to the Ambani family of Reliance Industries( yes the very same ambani's that own the largest private company in India, now that should give you an idea of just how rich kimmys family were to actually live in Cuffe Parade, yet kimmy was nothing like the snobs that lived there' Which was Mrs Malhotra could not understand why would Kimmy want to be friends with a middle class girl like Manyata?)
From here it was just a 15 minute walk to her house, looking at expensive cars and fancy name plates at the entrances to some of the rich and proud. The winding lanes and never ending driveways that finally lead to massive buildings with well secure boom gates and state of the art security. (This is definitely not the place for me'I could never imagine living here. She looked at her white plain simple salwaar, I must look like a maid' no even the maids are dressed better in this neighbourhood)
Almost there... She was out of breathe from the walk. The security outside smiled, knowing her very well as kimmy baby's saheli. Just need to cross the street'.Gosh another long walk to the entrance of the house' no wonder kimmy is so in shape, just walking from the security gate to the house will make a person lose 5kgs, (lol not that she ever has to walk) She was about to cross the road when her mobile started ringing'
'haan, sorry gudiya. I know I promised I would come yesterday
'Please kaan pakar keh sorry, lekin aaj paka tum se miloongi, aur haan meh nahi bhoolungi tumara treat' '
'bye gudiya'
She smiled to herself' gudiya could be so naughty at times but the only good thing that has come out of'.. I know how to pacify her' chocolate chip icecream'
Lost in her thoughts and walking across while not looking she tripped and fell barely hearing the hooter and got startled by the car that almost took her down, That's what happens when you decide to cross the road without checking for any cars, but in this quiet isolated road where no one even really comes out where did this car from? Shit my clothes, of all the days I decide to wear white today..
' Aree madam move out of the way' meh kabse horn bajathi hoon'
Manyata shocked and somewhat embarrassed as she sat on the floor ' Sorry bhaisaab, I didn't hear you''
' Kya? You didn't hear the horn? tum theek ho? ' The driver rushed out to help her stand up
' Arrh' Her hands were slightly bruised as she tried dusting off her clothes looking at the screen on her phone which cracked from the fall.
The window rolled down and from inside the car came a voice ' Kya hua Ramsingh'
' Kuch nahi saab, yeh larki ghir gaya pata nahi uska dihaan kaha taa'
Ramsingh helps her stand up and gets back in the car and was about to start the car, while manyata was dusting herself wincing in pain. She started walking slowly.. kimmy yaar the things I go through just for you (don't blame kimmy you were the one walking on the phone and crossing the road)
'Is she ok?'
Ramsingh turns around ' Haan saab, she is fine. Just a slight scratch.'
' Where is she going? '
Ramsingh asked a shaken manyata
' Malhotra's
' Tell her you will drop her off'
Ramsingh creasing his eyebrow hearing that
Mr Singh still never picked his head up once to even look at Ramsingh or the clumsy girl that fell.
He was busy on his laptop, it had been a very productive morning for him, he was embarking on a new venture and has his sights set on real estate' but finding the right spots in the massive metropolis of Mumbai can be both incredibly rewarding and equally frustrating. As one of the most diverse cities in India, there's an astonishing breadth of areas and suburbs in Mumbai to choose from which is why he accepted Malhotra's offer, they had been accqaintances for years. A good man'great business sense with a gold digging wife who takes very good care of herself'he understood her intentions the first day he met her. Two kids Karan.. studied in America while Kim the little rebel chose UCLA (and from what I hear she is quite the looker, pity young girls are not really my thing, obnoxious, immature and inexperienced, I like my women refined, mature and experienced with class and grace) hhhmmm where was I yes UCLA nice choice after all I am the benefactor' ok so I am well briefed on the malhotra's.. what is the delay now??
Manyata hesitated at first when Ramsingh offered to take her but she knew she was being silly, her legs were sore from the long walk from the auto and her clumsy fall and messed up phone. She opened the back door and sat, she really looked like a mess. Her hair damp and dusty. She couldn't help but take in the strong distinct smell of the alluring and expensive smell' sensual musk & dark spicy wood. Her eyes went from his very expensive apple pro to his blinged out watch.. what is that? Rolex' yes I have seen Mr Malhotra have a similar watch.. she couldn't look at his face for some strange reason . She turned away, oh god I have made a total idiot of myself in front of this rich man. I have to apologise.
Well he didn't even bother to look at her once, he could feel her eyes on and sense her awkwardness, he smiled inwardly still not looking at her.
'Sir I just want to say I am so sorry for'.
Sir' he laughed. She is apologizing for falling down' what a klutz. Now I have to see the look on her face when she looks at me.
But she didn't look at him, she fiddled with her fingers. Her damp her hair over her face, so he couldn't make out what she looked like, just pale' very light and her hands looked very soft, but bruised' What the hell is she wearing? She is one hellava fashion disaster no wonder she is saving me the horror of looking at her, probably the malhotra's maid.
Manyata's phone rang, her screen was cracked badly from the fall. She sighed knowing now it would cost her more getting it fixed. She answered knowing only 1 person would actually be calling her now..
' Haan meh niche hoon' '
That's how she was distracted and fell causing Ramsingh to almost run her over' busy on her phone, her voice 'very young to be a maid'probably from the village. Clumsy little brat, if she had been knocked her uneducated parents would be the first ones standing in court claiming money from unsuspecting drivers
' Thank you bhaisaab' thanks Sir' as she was opened the door to step out.
'Don't try to hurt yourself by doing two things at one time, multitasking is not for everyone, especially not for maids' next time focus on what you people are good at, cleaning homes'
She turned to look at him after hearing his arrogant remark almost like he was laughing at her
WHO IS THIS ARROGANT POMPOUS JERK, HE THINKS I AM A MAID? How dare he judge me???
Her soft big brown eyes locked into his hard dark alluring eyes. Instantly she had a dislike for him. She didn't like the look in his eyes' she wanted to give him a piece of her mind but decided against it knowing he was obviously known to the malhotra's and the last thing she would want is to upset them, especially Mrs Malhotra who detested her like the plague.
'Sorry Sir, I forgot its only rich people like you that can multitask, us cleaners are only good for cleaning up after those many tasks'
W*F was that?? Her eyes so guileless, deep brown'so unnerving almost like she can see right through me and she spoke really well for a maid, ISNT SHE TOO YOUNG TO BE A MAID??
She looked away picking up her dupatta and shutting the door hard leaving a very confused look on his face.
Ramsingh smiled listening to this sweet little girl. He liked her already, no one had ever dared to talk back to Mr Singh' hats off to her
Tum Se Tum Tak
Bigg Boss 19
