Smita,😊
Here is my interpretation
to Part 1.
This update is about power or capacity or the
ability to produce results... EFFICACY.
"Optimism
is the faith that leads to achievement. Nothing can be done without hope and
confidence"
~ Helen Keller
Arnav Singh Raizada looked fire
at the doomed model who had thought that she could seduce her way into landing
a plump modelling contract with his firm.
"Get out!", he
shouted, throwing her portfolio of photos towards the door, as though to show
her the way.
"If anger were mileage, I'd be a very frequent flyer, right up
there in First Class" ~ Gina Barreca
The model yelped. And then
scurried towards and out of the door as fast as her 6-inch heels and miniscule
dress allowed, leaving her file behind.
Arnav looked at the file lying
near the door with contempt. A frown formed between his perfectly shaped
eyebrows. What were a pair of cheap shoes doing next to the file?
"His mouth would have given despair to even the drollest of
fools; it was a mouth made for frowns and scowls and sharply worded commands,
all thin pale lips and clenched muscles, a mouth that had forgotten how to
smile and had never known how to laugh" ~ George R.R. Martin, A Clash of Kings
He looked up, moving his eyes
slowly up from the jootis to the tight pink pyjamas to a flowing anarkali in
pink, flaring around full hips to a slim waist, up to a full bosom, a slender
neck with a thin dupatta coiled around it, and up to the most beautiful face he
had ever beheld in all of his 28 years.
"Beauty is the illumination of your soul"
~ John O'Donohue, Anam Cara: A
Book of Celtic Wisdom
Scared hazel eyes looked into
his hot, angry ones. His gaze narrowed on her face, anger at himself for
feeling his breath hitch at the sight of her face radiating from his eyes.
He saw her clench her fist
around the fringe of the dupatta in fear.
"Do not be afraid; our fate
Cannot be taken from us;
it is a gift"
~ Dante Alighieri, Inferno
"Who the hell are
you?", the lion growled.
"Kh..kh..ushi K..kumari
G.gupta...", the lamb replied.
"What are you doing
here?", he bit out. Khushi... Nice name, although right now she didn't look
very happy to be standing in his office.
"You can spit on a rose, but it's still a rose"
~ Marty Rubin
"I wanted to talk to
you...", Khushi mumbled.
Arnav Singh Raizada raised his
famous eyebrow.
"Talk to me? Really?"
His look was a mixture of astonishment & pity.
"Ji... You are Arnav Singh
Raizada, aren't you?", Khushi made sure.
"I am. Did you really think
you could walk into my office and... TALK to me?", the business tycoon
drawled.
Did your mom ever tell you, 'If you can't say something nice,
don't say anything'? She was right.. and talking nicely also applies when you're
talking to yourself, even inside your head"
~ Victoria Moran, Younger
by the Day: 365 Ways to Rejuvenate Your Body and Revitalize Your Spirit
"Ji. If it was late in the
evening and you were alone in the office, I knew I could reach you and talk to
you in private.", Khushi confessed.
Arnav's silence was a question.
"I came to your office many
times, met your receptionist and your private secretary many times... But I
couldn't get an appointment to see you. Then I realised that you let your
secretary go home at 6 even if you stay back working later than that. I knew
you would be alone..."
"Each meeting occurs at the precise moment for which it was
meant. Usually, when it will have the greatest impact on our lives"
~ Nadia Scrieva, Fathoms
of Forgiveness
Arnav Singh Raizada's eyebrows
were up in the air.
"So strong a desire to see
me? You must need something badly. What is it? Charity? A job?"
"No!" Her eyes were
wide and sincere.
"And why couldn't you get
an appointment?" Arnav crossed his arms and cocked his head.
Khushi twisted her hands
together, looking flustered for a moment. "Because I couldn't tell them
why I wanted to see you."
"When pure sincerity forms within, it is outwardly realized in
other people's hearts" ~ Lao Tzu
Arnav looked at her. He then
looked at the pile of work waiting for him. She was more interesting. Any day.
There was no contest.
"Sit down.", he
ordered.
She sat at the edge of a chair.
He slipped into his power seat.
"Speak.", he ordered.
Khushi hesitated.
"Time is money, Khushi
Kumari Gupta.", Arnav Singh Raizada whispered in his husky,
dangerous-sounding voice.
"Time is what we want most, but... what we use worst" ~ William
Penn
Khushi looked into his burning
eyes and gulped.
"And my time is worth a lot
of money.", ASR made it very clear, leaning back in his large chair.
"Acha?" Innocent eyes
looked into his devious ones. She then unzipped her colourful cloth bag and
started searching for something she couldn't find.
"It's innocence when it charms us, ignorance when it doesn't" ~
Mignon McLaughlin
Out came a small idol of Devi
Maiyya. Khushi placed it on his table. She then delved into the bag, and
deposited a bright red umbrella near the idol. A packet of channa. A cover of
ber?
Arnav looked at the increasing
pile of things on his table with wide eyes, unable to believe what he was
seeing.
"The way to find a needle in a haystack is to sit down" ~ Beryl
Markham, West with the Night
With a triumphant grunt, she
pulled out what she had been looking for. Her purse. A small, red purse. Full
of beads & sequins. A cheap, shining purse. She unzipped it and took a
crumpled 100 rupee note from it. She tried to straighten it and do away with
the wrinkles unsuccessfully, and then placed it in front of him, on his table.
"You can be happy with
money and you can be wretched with it. It depends on what kind of person you
are" ~ Taylor Caldwell
"Will this do?", she
asked, her direct eyes on his.
If she were not so serious, he
would think her mad.. certifiable... crazy..., he thought. Was he
dreaming? But...but he never dreamt...
"Is it too much?", she
asked, a frown on her face.
"Never frown even when you are sad, because you never know,
who is falling in love with your smile"
ASR shook his head slowly to
mean 'No'.
"Is it too little?"
She was serious.
"No.", Arnav Singh
Raizada croaked.
Khushi sighed in satisfaction.
Arnav watched her filling her bag once more with mesmerised eyes. In went the
chana, the ber, the umbrella, the purse, & the idol.
"Can I talk now?",
Khushi asked.
Arnav Singh Raizada, the
business tycoon, could only nod.
"I would rather
my heart be without words than my words be without heart" ~ LaMar Boschman
Arnav
Singh Raizada, a businessman, possessed with acute business acumen and short
temper, a lethal combination that the model had misjudged. She had been under
the impression that the handsome icon of fashion world was sport enough to get
himself submerged in her ample assets and it would be a cake walk for her to warm
his bed and worm out plump modeling contracts in return! But the man with
lethal looks was offended beyond proportions. His anger rose to the forefront
and earned her a "Get
out!" a hair raising
shout, followed by her portfolio darting like a missile towards the open
doorway.
The
model yelped and rushed out as fast as her ridiculous dress and heels allowed
her to without even stopping to grab her portfolio.
"Anybody can become angry... that is easy, but to be angry with
the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the
right purpose, and in the right way... that is not within everybody's power and
is not easy"
While
Arnav looked at the portfolio with disgust, he found a pair of cheap shoes besides
it. With a frown he slowly looked up to see a pretty girl in a pink Anarkali,
possessing a beautiful face he had ever seen!
"Glamour
is a shooting star, it catches your eye, but fades away, beauty is the sun,
always brilliant day after day" ~ Mike Dolan
She
was scared! After seeing her expression he admonished himself for being blown
away by this beauty!
Seeing
her nervousness, he growled, "Who
the hell are you?" "Kh.. kh.. ushi
K.. kumari G. gupta" was the meek reply. "What
are you doing here?" he
asked tersely. But in his mind he thought, Khushi, a beautiful name. "I
wanted to talk to you..." Khushi
who was already nervous mumbled.
Raising an eyebrow, his trademark, he
expressed his surprise at her answer wanting to talk to him!
After
confirming that he was indeed Arnav Singh Raizada, she told him of her earlier attempts
to meet him. She told him that she wanted to meet him but couldn't get an
appointment from either his receptionist or his secretary, as she wouldn't divulge
the nature of work she had, to necessitate the meet. When she realized that on
the days he worked late in the evening, after all his employees left she would
be able to meet him and here she was on one such day.
Seeing
that she had undergone so much of trouble to meet him, he thought she must have
either come for some donation or to procure a job.
When with all sincerity oozing out of her eyes
she denied it, he was surprised! Having ruled out the usual possibilities he
was curious to know then why she couldn't get to meet him during office hours.
Khushi twisting her duppata told him it was because she couldn't divulge her
reasons to them.
Arnav thinking of the uninteresting pending
work, thought Khushi Kumari Gupta was a better option. He asked her to take a
seat and speak. Seeing her hesitation once more, he whispered to her in his husky
voice, "Time
is money, Khushi Kumari Gupta" and his time was precious, worth a lot of
money and she better talk fast!
"Three
things you can't recover in Life:
The
Moment - after it's missed
The
Word - after its said
and
The
Time - after it's wasted"
Khushi being innocent was not aware of what he
implied. She opened her cloth bag and started to search. When she wasn't able
to find what she was looking for the contents of her bag came out on to his
table. A small idol of Devi Maiyya, a bright red umbrella, a packet of channa,
and a cover of ber making Arnav wide eyed with disbelief!
"I'm
never sure what's coming next, but I'm an open minded person and I welcome any
challenge" ~ Sarah Polley
Finally she was able to procure what she was
searching. It was a small, red, bead and sequined shiny purse, a common market
product. Straightening a folded hundred rupee note, Khushi placed it on his
table and asked him will that be sufficient for him to give her some time.
Arnav who was never subjected to this treatment, of taking him by his words
literally was dumbfounded. If not for her sincere and serious attitude he would have thought that
she was a lunatic. It was bizarre. When
these thoughts were swirling in his mind, she asked, "Is it too much?" with a frown. When he negated by shaking his
head slowly she promptly asked, "Is it too little?"
Arnav just couldn't believe what was going on.
Again he negated and watched her mesmerized. With a satisfied sigh that she
could recompense for his time, after placing all her things in her bag she
asked him, "Can I talk
now?"
Arnav
Singh Raizada, the business tycoon, known for cutting
remarks and the last word was rendered speechless and resorted just to nod his
head in assent!
We see in this update, Arnav Singh Raizada, has the
power that made the model cower at his wrath.
Then we see him intimidating Khushi with the aura he exudes. She having witnessed the model's
marching orders was frightened but soon recovered.
"It's
kinda fun to do the impossible" ~
Walt Disney
Later having gained her confidence back she asks for a
chance to talk. When told his time is precious and it costs a lot she offers
him a hundred rupee note.
"To
succeed, one cannot afford to be a realist"
~ Albert Bandura
This caught him unaware. He was made speechless. She had
the power to catch his attention and make a lion listen to a lamb without
biting her head off.
"People's level of
motivation, affective states and actions are based more on what they believe
than on what is objectively the case" ~ Albert Bandura
That's
why it is EFFICACY.
That's
it from me. Hope you enjoy it.
Edited by rulama - 11 years ago
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