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- Pearl
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Just as he was thinking about it he realized something. This girl din't get affected by his presence. She wasn't wobbly, neither was she affected by his gaze in any-way. As a matter of fact there was no Armaan effect in action. Now that was odd. No woman in the right sense wasn't effected by him. Was there something wrong with him? "Wrong with me…impossible…that female must be crazy…i mean anyone who drinks this crap will be crazy…" Thus reassuring himself he threw the cup and walked away.
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Part 2
"Beta" her father motioned for her to sit down. "Ma, what happened?…Please batoa…Papa kuch kahiye na!" Padma composed herself and finally broke the news. Their housing contract was over, they had to leave in 2 weeks. 2 weeks thats all that was left. This had been Ridhimma's childhood home. The one thing that she believed could never be taken away from her. But no, this was being taken away. She was going to lose something important and she could do nothing about it…just like the last time, when he left her. Just when she thought about him a familiar pain sprung to life in her heart. Like someone repeatedly stabbing her at the same place over and over again. NO! This was no time to cry. She wiped the tears, before they even fell and the family began discussing what would happen next.
Ridhimma had already broken the news to Rahul and Atul. She had to leave, Padma had a friend who offered her to work at his law firm at Lonavala. Her father was happy, her family was happy and that was important. Rahul and Atul however were not. "This is not done yaar…tum tho yahan raho" Atul said pouting. "He's right Ridz….its better for you out here." Rahul added. But they knew it was difficult for her so they din't argue further. "Toh, Ridhimma kaise ho?" Mr. Mishra asked. Saaket Mishra to be precise."Sir…aap se kuch bat karni the…" Ridhimma said, he did not utter a word."Sir, I have to leave…mummy, papa are shifting to Lonavala aur main ma ko akele nahin chod sakti." She waited for a reaction, on seeing none she continued. "I will finish all the paper work before I leave and everything will be perfect." He still din't say anything, she turned away but just before she could leave Mr.Mishra said, "The representative from Mallik Fashion house will be here next week. Don't forget the presentation." "Presentation?? What presentation?" Atul asked confused "Don't worry…i made it already" Ridhimma said. "Yaar Ridz…without you…hamara kya hota??" Ridhimma just smiled.
It was her second last day. The representative was suppose to be here at 2pm…2:15pm…3:15pm…3:45pm…"Hi" Atul was a little taken aback by the voice. "Whats up…you look upset." said the guy. "Oh nothing, some representative is coming from some Mallik Fashion house. Look's like they don't know what watches are…they were suppose to come at 2pm and now its almost 4pm…aur by the way…who are you?" Atul asked. "Oh, Armaan, Armaan Mallik. The representative from 'some Mallik Fashion house" Armaan said with a wink. Poor Atul, he slumped in his chair. "Atul, Atul…kya hua? Tum thik ho? Atul??!" Ridhimma came asking, totally ignoring Armaan. She then felt someone staring at her. She stood up straight, took a deep breath and once again met those icy blue eyes. It had been a month since they had met,"Aap?? Here…What are you doing here?," Armaan din't utter a word. He was too busy trying to catch one little reaction of the Armaan effect. "Atul ko kya hua?…Ah…Hi…How can i help you??" Rahul asked Armaan. "Well, i actually had to meet the assistant director, I'm from the Mallik Fashion house." "Oh, well then this is our assistant director…Miss. Ridhimma Gupta." Armaan initially din't want this project, he wanted Muskaan to handle it. But now he definitely wanted this project. He had to figure this girl out whatever happens. He smile and with one eyebrow up said "Ridhimma, Ridhimma Gupta…hello." Atul and Rahul knew something was wrong. "Mr. Mallik why don't i give you a tour of the factory?" Ridhimma said looking straight into his eyes. "You know him?" Atul whispered. "Haan…yeh hain who…Macchiato Chor." Ridhimma replied in a whisper before taking Armaan for a walk around the company.
"She's speaking normally, my, my she speaks so much" Armaan was telling himself observing Ridhimma's every move."Her breathing is constant, she's walking properly, no wobbly-ness and by no means is she intimidated by me - no nothing…no Armaan effect at all." Armaan said in his head. "And this is where they check the final product…" Ridhimma was going on about the company. "Do u have diabetes?" Armaan asked out of the blue. Ridhimma stopped in her tracks. "No…i mean last time your coffee tasted like they added coffee in sugar water and not vice versa." Armaan continued "Oh, so it was my coffee, wasn't it?" Ridhimma asked with a look of victory in her eyes. He caught that and he had nothing to defend himself. "Yes it was, well that means i owe u a coffee…you know since i took yours." He said with a smile waiting to see her next reaction. "Well Mr. Mallik. nice try…and as per coffee…i'm not interested…but thanks anyway." Ridhimma said with a smile on her lips. He was surprised so he said, "It's just coffee" Ridhimma knew exactly what he meant. "Mr. Mallik" she started…"Armaan" he corrected her. "Armaan…are you always like this 2 minutes with a girl and thats it?"Ridhimma asked. "Well i run a fashion house…n there are girls everywhere…so yeah." Armaan said confidently. "Well then say hello to change…coz am not like that." Ridhimma said raising her head to look straight into his eyes. Armaan had figured that out long back, she was different. "Well i'll figure you out…after all we'll be working together." He said returning the gaze. "Right…now were done with the tour and Mr. Mishra will be waiting for you in his office and no i won't work with you…today's my last day. Am leaving…Tomorrow onwards Rahul will be your partner." Ridhimma was more than happy to say that. "What?? That's not possible!" Armaan said and all of a sudden something happened, something like a huge thud in his chest, he wanted to work with this lady and she was leaving…
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"She's leaving, actually going away…How do you like that Mr. Mallik??…Why God??…Why does this happen to me every time??" Armaan asked himself as he walked into Mallik Fashion house, one of the leading fashion co - operatives in the whole of India. A company he started from scratch and of course with a lot of help from his marketing consultant Muskaan and his top fashion designer Anjili. "What up dude?" Anjili asked faking a British accent. Muskaan was only laughing, Anji sounded so funny. "She's leaving" Armaan said out loud, unconsciously. "What??" both the surprised girls said in unison. "Are you drunk again?? Do you have a fever?? Are you okay??" Anjili asked checking to see if he had a fever. "No yaar…am fine…stop it!" Armaan said defending himself. "Who's the she? Yeh 'she' kaun hain?" Muskaan asked.
"She is Ridhimma…Ridhimma Gupta, assistant director of Mishra Co. and Sons. She's very different, i really wanted to work with her…but NO as always…yeh bhi meri naseeb main nahi hain…" Armaan said, as Muskaan and Anjili stared at him quietly. By now Armaan was screaming, everyone stopped working and was looking at him. He looked up, raised his hands and said,"But is that a surprise?? No…its not…its the great Armaan Mallik after all…n whatever he wants has to leave and go." Saying this he walked away still cursing his destiny. "Kya dekh rahe ho? Chalo apna kam kijiye." Muskaan told everyone. Muskaan and Anjili had not seen this side of Armaan for a long time, so much fire, something missing ever since his heart was broken and they knew for some weird reason that this Ridhimma Gupta had to stay…
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"Ma, what are you saying?? You can't be serious…" Ridhimma was screaming with angry tears streaming down her face. Padma collected her daughter for a tight embrace and once Ridhimma calmed down explained. "Beta, you have to stay…Saaket is already preparing the flat for you. You've sacrificed enough for your father and me, but this is it…it's time we let you go. Please don't think we are leaving you…no beta, we only want your happiness…and even though you may hide it…we know that your happiness is here." "But ma…" Ridhimma continued protesting, but deep down she knew her parents were right and the look in her mothers eyes proved the fact that it was decided. Ridhimma quietly hugged her mother and sobbed. Soon her father joined in the family hug and said, "Beta we're only a phone call away and don't worry your mom will not be alone, i am also going to work with her." Ridhimma looked up to her father and smiled for it was true. Shashank Gupta wanted to change, even if the job wasn't as prestigious as his business used to be; he was happy he was being of some help to his family. Ridhimma hugged her parents tighter and said "I Love You mom and dad."
Rahul and Atul arrived by 7pm. Rahul drove them to the bus depot and once they bid her parents goodbye they drove to her new apartment. Ridhimma kept her head on Atul's shoulder and was sobbing quietly all the way to her new home. They reached the flat by 8pm, once they finished unloading the suitcases the three friends had some chinese dinner and reminding Ridhimma to call them at any time if she needed anything Rahul and Atul left by 10pm. They all had work the next day. Ridhimma then sat in the new flat, it was nice, with 2 bedrooms, 2 washrooms, 1 kitchen and a very nice spacious balcony-hall. Everything was close by, the market, the temple, the stations, the mall, it was indeed a very nice flat. It wasn't really new though, this used to be Saaket's bachelor pad before her got married. Now married with a beautiful wife and 2 lovely children he lived in a 1 storey mansion, in the suburbs. Saaket had always considered Ridhima to be like his sister. He was well aware of all the pain she had faced and would do anything to keep her happy. Leasing his old apartment to her was another weak attempt to make her happy.
HAPPY, oh dear, Ridhimma was anything but happy. Ridhimma had lived away from her parents only once, when she was 8 years old, that too for a year, in boarding school. After that she was never separated from them. Not that she din't want to leave, she knew someday she had to leave, but she was never mentally prepared for it. But now that it really happened, she was super upset. Once Rahul and Atul left all she did was curse the devil who made this happen, little did she know however that it wasn't just one little devil…but 4 big devils…2 girls and 2 boys who made this happen…namely…Muskaan, Rahul, Atul and Anjili…
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