I hate these business parties. I hate the crowd and I hate it when people look at me especially girls trying to get my attention. Samerra's name flashed on his phone again and again. Great, last thing I needed was to hear her name. If she finds out that I am going to a business party especially with my high end clients than am sure she will end up coming here. Maybe Dadima was right. I don't know why I even bother with her. Why am I still with her?
Sir we are here
Maan nodes his head as he gets out of the car for the party. He looks at his watch. It was 7pm. Damn it. I came early. Maybe I will just go inside and relax for a while before the crowd gets here.
Maan goes inside the hotel close to where the reception was going to be held. He opens the door of the place to grab a seat when someone stood in front of him with her hands on her hips. What the. A girl stopping me?
"Sorry mister. You cannot come in yet until the party"
"Excuse me?" (Maan says with anger)
"Excuse you. Did you not read the sign on the door? It says, no one allowed other than the design team"
"PARI Kahana get over here right now"
Maan looks at the girl in front of him. Just now, she was giving him attitude and the minute she heard her name, the attitude was replaced with fear and worry. She turned around toward the direction of the person. Maan peeked his head inside a little to see who had the power to make someone fear just by calling them. He couldn't see the person, as she was talking to someone standing in front of her. He was about to look away when he saw her lean over from the shoulder lookign at the woman standing in front of her. Those eyes. They were the same eyes that he had seen last night. Before he could step inside to get a better view, he felt himself being pushed and the door slammed shut on his face.
Angry and irritated Maan went to the lobby bar and waited for the party to begin. Was those the same eyes that haunted me all night? Can it be really her here? No. No. It can't be. I am thinking too much about this girl. God knows who she is. This whole incident felt like a dream. Whatever. I should focus on leaving from here as early as possible before I go crazy.
Maan sat at the bar drinking slowly while inside the room Geet was going crazy.
The whole theme of the party was changed thanks to the mistake the vendor made. She made a mental note of changing the vendors to someone else. She can't risk having the same mistake happen to another client again.
"This is such a big mess. We only have one more hour to clear this out before the party begins. I just hope Mr. Meheta likes our new theme. Oh god my companies reputation is at stake. I have to do everything in my power to make sure this is a successful. Pinky was busy making sure she gets the arrangements done for people's welcoming, while I assigned Pari to recheck all the decorations. Meera and Manisha were still at the office closing our accounts with previous clients. I haven't informed her what is going on here or else she would leave work to help me. I can't let her do that. Meers already have a lot on her mind. At least, am glad Manisha is with her helping her and not here drooling on all the helpers."
"I was giving some directions to the head chef when I yelled for Pari in anger. I swear to god this girl is going to drive me crazy. She is my assistant and god knows what she is doing right now. I peeked over to the right of the person standing over me and saw her standing at the entrance talking to someone with anger."
"Pari Kahana get over here right now!"
I yelled but I didn't mean too. I hate seeing fear in their eyes for me and that is the last thing I wanted to see. From my angle, I could make out that she was speaking to a guy. His half a face peeked in a little looking toward my way. I couldn't see his full face but who cares at this moment my business was more important. I sighed in relief when I saw her pushing whoever the person was out the door. She comes running toward me with apologizing expressions.
"Who was that?"
"I don't know but he was so good looking. He was dressed to kill" (She sighs with dreamy look)
"Ma'am Mr. Meheta would like to speak with you on the phone. You can recieve the call at the lobby bar"
"Okay, I will be right there. Pari, right now this party is more important. Here you take care of the food. I will be right back."
Geet runs outside toward the lobby to receive the phone call. Her heart was beating fast with fear and anticipation. As she was running she didn't pay attention to anything and bumped into someone sitting at the bar. She turns her back toward the person quickly mumbling sorry before picking up the call.
Maan was getting angrier and angrier with each passing minute. ONLY 10 minutes has passed by. He didn't know why he didn't leave. There was something that kept him here. A strange feeling. Well whatever the case might be. He was enjoying his drink when some girl bumped into him dropping his drink onto his jacket. He glared at her back as she spoke on the phone mumbling a small weak sorry.
What the. I will teach her a lesson to not mess with me. She is speaking on the phone and does not even consider apologizing.
"Yes, Mr. Meheta. All the decorations are coming along quiet well. I am sure you will be surprised to see the hall."
I know I shouldn't be listening to someone's conversation especially of her who dropped my drink on me but I couldn't help it. Her voice seemed so melodious. It was soft and professional. Her voice sounded nervous as she spoke to Mr. Meheta. Wait a minute. Is she one of the designer? She is not the girl I had encountered before, this girl wore simple salwaar suit her hair was tied nicely in a braid, the back of the suit had a little opening giving him the view of her white back. Maan shakes his head. What are you thinking. You are suppose to be angry at her.
Maan was surprised when her anticipation was replaced with anger within a split second.
"Raj, its you? I thought it was Mr. Meheta." (He heard her sigh with anger.) "I am worried here and you are making crank calls? You will know when you get here. Are you coming to the party? It starts at 8 ohh and also can you pick up Meers and Manisha from the office? They are finishing up some work and would need a ride at night.
Maan wanted to stay to yell at this person but it looks like he won't get the chance. She was blabbering on the phone non-stop making him more mad. How much can she talk within a minute? Giving up he gets down from the bar toward the washroom.
Geet hangs up the phone turning around to go back at the party hall. The air around her seemed different. It seemed familiar She looks ahead and saw a man walking toward the washroom. Could it be him? This work is getting to me. I need to go on a mini vacation after this. She sighs and goes back to the party hall.
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"Okay, phew everything is done. Only 10 minutes to spare for us to get ready."
"Actually, Geet Pinky and I are already ready. Only you are left." (Both stand in front of her wearing dresses while Geet was still in her salwaar suit since morning.)
"We both took turns getting ready when you were stressing out"
"Well, good to know you guys can calmly get ready while I stress out. Anyway, where is the room I am suppose to get ready at?"
"Down the hall. We have it reserved for you."
"Okay. Before I leave you guys know what to do right? The guests should be here any minute."
"Yes, boss. We know what to do. You told us so many times that even the chairs sitting here know what their duties are. Now, go get ready. We will take care of the rest"
Geet quickly runs toward the room to get ready. Maan looks at his watch okay 10 minutes till the party start. I should go right now and sit there. Everyone should come soon. No. I shouldn't. I am Maan Singh Khruana and I never attend anything on time. I should take a walk around the hotel and go little bit late.
Geet walks around the empty hall not knowing which room they have booked. In a hurry, she had forgotten to ask about the room number. Now, she was searching each room for any clue. Maan was coming from the other side walking and looking around bored out of his mind. He takes out his cell phone to call home. Geet stopped in the middle of the hallway realizing she could ask the receptionist for her room number. Looking at the watch she only had five minutes to get ready. She turns around running toward the reception.
Maan looks at the end of the hall and saw the same women he had encountered earlier running away. Maybe she saw me and decided to run. I will not leave her this time. Maan hangs up the phone running after her.
Geet ran toward the lobby when she heard someone calling from behind. It can't be for me especially a guy. It doesn't sound like Manisha or Raj. Forget it. I don't have time to look around. I have few minutes before my big moment. I hope Mr. Meheta like the new theme of the party.
Maan saw her standing at the reception waiting for the lady to check something on the computer. This is your chance to yell at her and let her know who she messed with. He slowly approached her and was about to touch her shoulder when someone stopped in front of him. A women wearing a dress who was accompanied by a frooty looking guy standing next to her. It looked like he had a balance problem as he swayed his hips back and fourth while standing up.
Maan sighs and turns around to walk toward the hall. This girl is lucky to escape from me. No matter maybe I will see her at the party.
"Geet what are you still doing here dressed like this?"
"I have to get ready Meera. I am grabbing the room key. Thank god you guys came. Where is Raj?"
"Ohh him. He had to go to the hospital but he said he will be here within half hour"
"Okay. Good. Listen, you too go inside the hall and help Pari and Pinky. They will brief you both on the current event."
"Is everything okay?"
"No. The whole theme was changed. The vendors gave us the wrong color for the party. We had to come up with something new."
"What!"
"Ohh gosh" (Manisha says as he places his hands on his mouth in shock)
"yeah, we all three managed. Now, you all have to play it off with Mr. Meheta and never let him know of our mistake. I will come clean after the party and explain him the situation."
"okay. Now, you go and get ready"
"Okay. See you soon"
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