im back finally after my exam and with an update:)
PART 3
The following week kept both Asad and Zoya busy.Although the project on which both of them had to work together was very important for their respective firms yet they had prior engagements to which they were committed.
Early Monday morning,Asad stood in front of the door and took out the keys from his pocket and slightly bent down to unlock the door when he saw the door knob turning.
Dilshaad opened the door to find Asad in his track pants and t shirt sticking to his body having soaked his sweat.
"Ammi I always take keys with me whenever I go for jogging so as to not wake you but..."Asad said closing the door.
Dilshaad just smiled in response.Asad took a step forward with the intention of hugging his ammi but she stopped him by pointing a finger at his chest.Wrinkling her nose, she said,"First go and have a bath and get ready for office."
Asad opened his arms even wider and mischievously took another step towards Dilshaad.
"Asaddd"
"Fineee, im going."
Asad made a face and started walking towards his room.He heard his ammi mumbling something about breakfast at his back.
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Asad very lightly curled his fingers around the door handle and pushed the glass door open.Wearing a grey suit and black shirt, he entered his office.His wrist watch reflected the sunlight streaming in through the windows of the office corridors. His coat tightened around his upper body as he walked indicating his well toned body.His trimmed hair and clean shaven face magnified the magnetic effect he usually had on people.He curtly nodded to his staff members as they greeted him.He stopped right in front of his cabin as he saw the reflection of the staff on his cabin door.He had expected them to have resumed their work after greeting him instead the women were drooling over him and the men were whispering while looking at him.He turned around cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention especially the female staff. Everyone quickly got back to their respective work as Asad entered his cabin.
Asad pressed a button on the office phone.
"Yes sir,"said the person on the line.
"Prasad, in my office,in 5 minutes."
"Okay sir"
"Prasad,i want to see the file of that house we are renovating of Mrs Khanna.You know how important client she is and..."
Prasad silently took notes of what Asad told him and said something only when he was required to.
After 10 minutes,Prasad again came to Asad's cabin and gave him the file he required.
"Sir, your coffee."
"Thank you"
"Sir,one more thing,Mr Sharma called up and I scheduled your meeting with Miss Zoya Sidique today at 11:30 since you are free only then."
Asad took a sip from the steaming cup of coffee and kept it back on the table enjoying the taste of what he just drank.
"Okay"
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At some college in New York
A girl, dressed in brown trousers and pink shirt with a black stole adorning her neck, hand in hand with her best friend, Nikhat,made her way through some random students standing at the college gate.
With books in her right hand and her sling bag swinging back and forth in the air on her right, the girl did not look up at the clock framed in the clock tower which she usually did whenever she entered the college.The clock made her feel somewhat proud of herself that she was always on time but today something was different.
She did not even look around to see the beautiful flowers that had grown on both sides of the trail she was walking through and which naturally brought a smile on her face.Clearly she was lost in her own thoughts.Thankfully she was able to climb the flight of stairs out of habit as she passed another gate . She did not hear the music as well that was coming from the auditorium as they entered into a room adjacent to the the auditorium.
'Something was seriously wrong' but Nikhat was too busy in her blabber and failed to notice it. She had started her never ending blabber as soon as they had met in the morning when the very same girl had come to pick her up for college.Nikhat stopped right in the middle of the room but the girl kept walking until she felt a pull at her hand .Her chain of thoughts broke as she looked down at her hand that was entwined with another hand. With closed eyes, she very slowly turned around as she knew what was going to happen next.
Nikhat glared at her and jerked her hand away and folded her hands in front of her chest.
"Ummm...you were saying something right, I...i was listening to it, really,and why did we stop...humein toh cafeteria jana tha na??"The girl asked looking around for the first time since morning.
"NO! Madam Humeira you cant lie ok so done even try...i know u werent listening so pehle tum mujhe yeh btao that what were you thinking and for your information we are already in the cafeteria."
Humeira's eyes widened as she looked around again and realised that Nikhat was right.She quickly kept the books she was holding on the nearby round table where they had earlier stopped and held Nisha by her shoulders.
"Ohh! Im so sorry Nikhat yaar.i was...I was actually thinking that if a relationship exists between x and y such that 2x+3y=5 and range of x is 6 then what will be the..."
"Bas bas...stop it Humie...you are too much!pagal ho kya...jaise jaise exams paas aa rhe hain tumhara dimaag kharab ho rha hai...aisa humesha kyun hota hai!"
"Tujhe pta toh hai mujhe humesha hi itni tension hoti hai...and this maths just freaks me out.acha chod na yeh sab...tu kuch keh rhi thi na??"Humeira asked innocently in order to avoid getting scolded any further.
"i know what you are tring to do Humie but kyunki aaj im in a good mood i forgive you"Nikhat smiled and hugged Humeira who reciprocrated it,"and you will score good as always."
They both pulled back their chairs and sat down.
"Haan toh I was saying that,"Nikhat continued,"lets plan some outing after exams get over."
"Haan but lets first make study plans na?"
Before NIkhat could reply suddenly the table shook making the books kept on the table fall down in the process.Both the girls looked at the source of the destruction.
Ayaan Ahmed Khan had pulled a chair back and sat down.
"Ayaan...why do you have to be so clumsy??? aaraam se nhi baith sakte the...hum kahin bhaage ja rhe the?"Humeira glared at Ayaan and bent down to pick her books while Ayaan winked at Nikhat who laughed hit his shoulder.
"I was late and...",Ayaan spoke trying to control his giggles. Before Ayaan could complete Humeira put up her hand.
"Its okay Ayaan.I dont need any explanations.Waise bhi there is no explanation for crazy behaviour."
"Ayaan miyaan, i was asking Humie to make some plan after exams but she is more interested in studying,"Nikhat whined.
"Humie is like that only Nikhat as if her Baji will hang her for not studying and scoring well.Waise you never know she can do that as well,"Ayaan said laughing.
With tears in her eyes Humeira stood up and picked her books.
"Nikhat im going to the library...see you in the evening."
With that she stormed from the cafeteria. Ayaan glanced at Humeira's retreating back and then at Nikhat with a Now-what-did-I-do look.
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Zoya got into the lift of the multistoreyed building of Dilshaad constructions to get down at the 17 th floor where Asad's cabin was.She was once again impressed by the layout of the structure as she walked through the corridors especially the colour nor too bright nor too dull just perfect.At some point of her life she had loved all the colours but now her life was colourless.
Even though not an architect herself, she now due to experience could very well understand the technicalities of her job and hence she was amazed at the design and style of the building. With a look of appreciation and amazement she walked towards her destination.She too just like Asad stood right infront of Asad's cabin.Mr Sharma came rushing forward.
"S...sorry mam,"he said as he knocked the door for Zoya.
Asad's head was buried in a file when he heard a knock.
"Come in,"he said without looking up.
The noise of the pointed heels hitting his cabin's wooden flooring made him look up.Zoya Sidique walked in, closely followed by Mr Sharma.
As Asad shook hands with Zoya, he felt a jolt of electricity course through him.He immediately looked up to meet Zoya's gaze thinking that she would have experienced the same.Instead her eyes reflected various emotions that he obviously couldnt comprehend.
"I would prefer being addressed as Miss Sidique"Zoya said with a straight face.
Still confused as to what exactly he had experienced in that brief moment, Asad just nodded.
"So, Miss Sidique,would you like to have something?"
"No,can we just skip the formalities and discuss what im here for."
Prasad in an instant gave the documents to Asad that he was holding.
"Here is the document that Mr Raheja had sent over.Im sure you must have received a copy of the same."
Zoya glanced at the document and nodded.
"And here are the details of the contract we are entering into,"Asad continued as he passed the document to Zoya who read each and every line carefully.
"I think we should reduce the number of labourers.It is way too more than the usual."
"We will if later we feel so."Asad replied casually.
"But i feel so that we should so why not...Havent you heard of the saying that 'Too many cooks spoil the broth', Mr Khan?"
"And havent you heard that 'You can always plan a pretty picnic but not predict the future',Miss Sidique."
"I know that but..."
"Havent you entered into a joint venture before?Dont you know that you should always experiment?"This irked Zoya even more.
Mr Sharma and Prasad stood behind their respective bosses as they argued.Prasad finally intervened as both the CEO's refused to back down and compromise.
"Sir and Mam, with due respect i think maybe we can choose a completely different number of labourers instead of what you both had in mind?"Prasad spoke nervously as his focus shifted from Asad to Zoya and then back at Asad.
Mr Sharma and Prasad thanked their lucky stars as Asad and Zoya thought for a moment but agreed with Prasad's idea.Both the CEO's did have a couple of more arguments but finally everything got settled in the end.Zoya for the last time again flipped through the pages of the documents and finally signed on them with the pen that Mr Sharma gave her.She then passed the documents to Asad who again felt something as his fingers momentarily touched Zoya's. Without thinking twice he asked for the same pen that Zoya was still holding so as to experience that strange feeling again.Zoya raised an eyebrow and looked towards the pen stand that was kept on the table and was very near to where Asad's hand lay on the desk.Asad's eyes followed Zoya's and he sheepishly picked up a random pen from the stand and signed the papers.Asad extended his hand forward.
"So, Congratulations Miss Sidique..."
Zoya who was about to do the same suddenly decided otherwise.She stood up, shrugged her shoulders and turned to leave.It took a minute for Asad to realise what Zoya had done.
"Ahaan...I get it...tit for tat Miss Sidique,"Asad thought,"It will really be interesting to work with you and bring down your ego."
"Congratulations to you too Mr Khan.We finally did manage to become temporary partners."
Asad snapped out of his thoughts on hearing Zoya's remark.
"Umm...Mr... Sharma i think this paper slipped from your file,"Asad said picking up a random page from the desk and an idea struck him.
Mr Sharma looked down at the files he was holding.
"Sir, uhh I dont think I have forgotten..."
"Arre aap yahaan ake dekhiye toh,"Asad insisted.
"I am waiting in the car, Mr Sharma,"said an irritated Zoya and walked out of the room.Prasad followed suit.
Mr Sharma came near to where Asad stood and was about to look at the paper that was in Asad's hand but he hid it behind his back.
"Mr Sharma I would like to ask you a question."
"Yes sir?"Mr Sharma tilted his head a little and tried to look at the paper.
"I wanted to know that your boss..."And before Asad could complete his question his phone rang.
"Umm...this is an important call Mr Sharma,see you later."Asad said as he received the call.
Mr Sharma was about to respond but Asad had already turned away from him.With Asad's back towards him,Mr Sharma noticed that the paper that was still in Asad's hand was blank.He scratched his forehead in confusion but decided to leave as he was already late and he had no other option.
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okay thats it for now.
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Edited by elenaa - 11 years ago
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