"You know if you really consider things, you probably should bethanking me, Shaurya.
"Aacha?
"Definitely, Uday answered keeping a close eye on the man who had gotten up from his chair and walked around the table. He pushed his chair back from the table so that he could afford himself some measure of defense if necessary. Trying to appear nonchalant, the man continued speaking. " A brandnew enterprise in one of the most marketable locations in the US, a major in-road into the North American market; complete with a partnership with one of the world's most renowned corporations. You should be well pleased Shaurya. Had I not prompted your little bird, Mehek to fly away...
Shaurya was far quicker than even Uday could have imagined when a sudden move from the man had the producer's face slamming against the edge of the boardroom table. Immediately blood spurt from his nose onto the polished wood surface.
"Since you are a little slow off the mark, let me explain things to you in a way you may better understand. As far as you are concerned, Mehek Sharma is persona non grata. The very thought of her should remind you of the pain that could be inflicted on you, at any time of the day or night: from anyone and any corner. You won't know when it will come, you won't know who will inflict it, just that it's a guarantee. From today onwards, Uday bhai, you are not allowed to even refer to Mehek, let alone come anywhere near her. And that, my friend, leaves you in a bit of a quandary, especially since it is my intention that she return to ISC for a couple more appearances before the show wraps up...