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CHAPTER 5
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~Anokhi~
My eyes open in an alien room, until the last night's events rush in my mind and my subconscious realises where I am.
I uncover my body from the duvet, and look at my foot that suffered from a cut the previous night. Another instance from the night runs in my brain.
How he lifted me up.
How he placed me down.
How he healed me.
"The disinfectant healed your foot Nikki!" I give yet another flippant reprimand to myself. I shake my head and strech my hands, before jumping from the bed to start the new day.
~
"Dad, I'm leaving for SIAC." Shaurya gave a yell to Shaan from his room, while putting a blazer on his casual tee.
"It's really early Shaurya. Do you have some urgent work today?" Shaan questioned.
"Nothing serious dad. Just gonna have some discussion about the project with Ms. Bhalla before my regular lectures." Shaurya tried to be causal, but clearly failed, making Shaan chuckle.
"Alright then, See you dad!" He rushed out and started the car.
~
Anokhi entered SIAC, checking the documents in her hands.
"Anokhi madam! Shaurya sir has called you in his cabin." The peon delivered the message to her in the corridor.
"Okay, thanks for telling."
Anokhi's nervousness reappeared as she made her way to his cabin. She felt a sudden rush of blood in her veins, while sweat began to ooze out on her temple due to anxiety.
She finally found herself standing in front of the cabin, the way she was, on the first day when she had come back.
Mr. Shaurya Sabherwal
Director
The nameplate read.
Anokhi wiped her face with her handkerchief, and finally knocked on the door.
"Come in." His voice came from inside.
She opened the door, at last stepping inside the room. A room where they had knitted countless memories. A room which once used to belong to them. To their giggles, to their silly fights, to her umbrage, to his apologies, to their kisses, to their love.
Her breath hitched, as her eyes wandered about, recollecting all the times they had spent in this four walled structure.
"May I come in, Sir?"
"Come in Ms. Bhalla."
Anokhi stepped inside, a wide smile beaming on her face.
"You can come without asking me Anokhi." He whispered to her.
"I'm just here to give you the list of students you told me to prepare, so mind your intentions, sir!" She said dramatically, making him laugh at her antics.
She passed the list to him, and turned, though having a sheepish smile on her face, knowing the fact that he will tug her back any moment.
And so he did. He tugged her back and placed her on his lap with an usual ease, for it was his regular chore.
"PS! Leave me, I have work. And you too. So please concentrate professor." She tried getting out of his firm hold, but his muscular arms restrained her from doing so.
"Can't I spend a little time with my girlfriend." He breathed in her ears, while nuzzling the curve of her neck.
Anokhi jumped out from his lap, making him startled at the sudden shove. Before he could react, she ran towards the door and bolted it, and then ran back to his comfortable lap.
"What were you thinking?" She said cheekily, looking at his afraid countenance.
"God Anokhi! You are really one of a kind." He wrapped her hands around his waist, as they both had a hearty laugh.
"Anokhi, I was thinking, you should began calling me Shaurya. What kind of a girlfriend calls her other one PS?" He said, while entwining her fingers with his.
"What if somebody hears me calling you like that?" She muttered while joining her nose with his.
"I don't care." He whispered, as he engulfed her lips into a devout kiss.
Anokhi sighed, as she took a seat on the chair placed in front of Shaurya's desk, eyes still curiously scanning the room, too busy to meet him.
He coughed, gaining her attention back.
"Shall we start?" Shaurya asked.
"Yeah sure."
"So, first of all we have to make sure that the team members are performing their respective duties and implementing the initiatives taken."
"Yes."
"You can give me the report at the end of day. And also make sure to check upon others too. Meanwhile I'll prepare the documents."
"Alright. When is the next meeting?"
"This weekend. I guess we'll make progress by that time."
"Okay, so I'll get to work." Anokhi concluded.
"I'll accompany you." Shaurya said in a muffled tone.
"Sure." Anokhi replied hesitantly.
~
~Shaurya~
We step out from the cabin and walk our way down the stairs. I glance at her at times, and look at her taking tiny steps, balancing the folds of her saree with one hand.
Suddenly her feet loose stability, and she stumbles. My arms instantly take a grip over her body, and prevent her from falling down. One hand of mine has caged her waist, and while she is in my arms, her eyes are squeezed tightly.
She slowly opens her perfectly black orbs, and her eyelashes flutter as she gazes at me. I feel lost in her eyes.
She tries to free herself from my hold, after realising our postion. It takes a moment for me to come out of my reverie.
She composes herself and pushes a few strands lingering over her face, behind her ear.
"Thankyou." She says feebly.
I pass a half-smile to her, and we make our way ahead.
~
It was 7 in the evening when Shaurya and Anokhi were winding their work up.
"Phew!" Anokhi heaved a sigh of exhaustion.
Shaurya's lips let a smile out at her sight.
Suddenly Shaurya's phone rang. It was Mr. Malhotra's call.
"Good evening Mr. Malhotra!"
"Good evening Mr. Sabherwal. There's something I want to discuss about the project. When should we meet?"
"I'm free for now, maybe I can see you now."
"Prefect! Can you come to my office? I'll send my driver to pick you both up."
"Both....as in?"
"I mean you and Ms. Anokhi Bhalla. I must say that the young lady really impressed everyone in the previous meeting. So, I want to extend the discussion to her as well."
"Umm.. sir.." Shaurya suddenly felt uncertain.
"Is there any problem Mr. Sabherwal?"
"No.. no problem sir. We'll see you in half an hour."
The call hung up.
"Mr. Malhotra called." Shaurya turned towards Anokhi. "He wants to have a dicussion..." Shaurya left the statement incomplete.
"And?" Anokhi asked.
"He wants to meet us." Shaurya looked at the ground, somehow not gathering the courage to say the phrase while looking in her eyes.
"He is sending the chauffeur. We have to go now." He started fidgeting his fingers.
Anokhi took a deep breath.
"Let's go." She said, and stole a glance of his nervous self before assembling her documents and stepping out.
~Anokhi~
A white Porsche arrives to pick us up at the SIAC entrance. We make our way inside the car.
This is the second awkward happening of the day.
The wind is blowing harshly outside. I see him opening the windows to feel some air.
My hair strands do not seem to support me at all today. With the air coming in, my hair flow gently towards his side.
I guess he is trying to act nonchalant, until my hair brush over his face and gain his heed.
I see his breath hitching at the sudden wriggle. God! How I hate my hair for the time being.
His hand removes the hair flying across his face, and pushes them down to my side. The same hair that once used to be his favourite attribute of my body.
I look at him and he looks back.
The car suddenly stops, and I fall over him due to the sudden jerk. We again stare at each other.
I gulp and compose myself, as I come back and linger over the window. Can't cars have seat belt at back seat?!
A song starts playing in the stereo.
Tu hi ye mujhko batade
Chahun main ya naa.
Some minutes pass. I'm about to ask the driver to change the song, but the car halts again, making me aware that we have reached our destination. I sigh out of relief.
~
Both of them made their way to Mr. Malhotra's cabin.
"Welcome, Mr. Sabherwal and Ms. Bhalla." Mr. Malhotra greeted them with a wide smile.
After an exchange of sweet greetings, they got seated.
The discussion went on, and after a while they feasted upon some snacks, having light hearted conversations.
"Have you guys met each other before this project?" Mr. Malhotra casually asked them.
They exchange yet another glance. Shaurya tries to shrug the question off, but Mr. Malhotra pushes him.
"Actually I am an alumni of SIAC. Mr. Sabherwal used to be my economics professor." Anokhi blurted the truth out.
"Wow. What a connection. Was she a good student?" He asked Shaurya, quite amused by the relevation.
Anokhi tried to look away, taking a deep breath at the uncomfortable interrogation.
"Well, the result is in front of you sir." Shaurya concluded, trying to push the topic over the edge, while Mr. Malhotra laughed at his confession.
"But I must say Mr. Sabherwal, you two really look gorgeous together." Mr. Malhotra placed a cherry on top of the conversation.
Anokhi stood up immediately.
"We.. we must leave Mr. Malhotra. It is quite late." She stammered while speaking.
"Yes sure. See you soon."
They stepped out hurriedly and made their way back to SIAC.
~
The car ride on their way back was a silent one. Anokhi looked out the window, lost in thoughts. Though the remarks they just recieved were good enough to prevent them from having a cold war.
They reached SIAC soon.
"I'll leave Shaurya. See you tomorrow."
"Anokhi."
"Yes?"
"Don't put much strain on your foot. It still needs care. The wound was deep." He said softly, his eyes reflecting concern.
"Yeah. Thanks." She feebly muttered, while pushing her hair behind.
"Alright, good night."
"Good night."
~
Anokhi stood at the signal, waiting for a cab, but to no avail.
The road looked deserted. She finally gave up and started walking towards the house.
Meanwhile, Shaurya had just left SIAC and was on his way to Sabherwal mansion.
Suddenly a car appeared in front of Anokhi, and a group of drunkards stepped out of it.
Her heart began to tremble as they started blocking her way.
"Let me go. You're blocking my way." She said loudly.
"Where are you heading to, pretty lady? Come on let's have some fun." One of the guy blinked at her.
The guy moved forward and held her wrist. In a fit of rage, Anokhi slapped the guy.
The group of eve-teasers became shocked at the sudden turn of events. They glanced at Anokhi angrily, and started pushing her inside the car. Anokhi's eyes began brimming. She felt suffocated and helpless. She made a lame attempt of pushing the guys away.
A guys clutched onto her hair.
She yelled.
"LEAVE HER AT ONCE!" A deep voice came from beside, gaining the attention of the group.
Shaurya Sabherwal was standing, solid as a rock, his eyes looked red and his fists were clutched.
"I SAID LEAVE HER. DON'T TOUCH HER." He repeated.
"Oh, here comes the Messiah." A guy mocked.
"Why should we leave her? Who is she to you?" Another guy laughed at Shaurya.
"I am not answerable to your nonsense. Just leave her or it won't be well for you."
"No we will not! Let's see what you can do."
The guy's grip on Anokhi's waist tightened, and she let a scream out.
Shaurya Sabherwal had had enough by now.
~Heya!~
I usually update every Monday, but since you guys wanted one, so here it is! Hope you enjoy. Do give your feedback.
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When that dude said they look gorgeous together I could imagine Shaurya & Anokhi's faces 𤣠Such an awkward situation to be in..
Anyway Anokhi is finding it hard to control her sense & thankfully Shaurya isn't doing anything weird to annoy her. Ofc now that he'll become her messiah, I'm waiting to see whether they'll have a verbal clash or Anokhi will just thank him đ¤ Kuch bhi hosakta hai đ
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