Ji. Well I want to ask you something. Geet hesitated. Don't you think this whole presentation is... aaa... She searched for the right word. Immature.
Everyone gaped at Geet n then Shasha with their jaw dropped open. Never once anyone had the galls to say something against Shasha, n here she almost dropped a bum.
Ms. Handa... Shasha blasted. Now I have to learn from you that how to make a presentation. She shouted on top of her voice, seething in anger.
But Ma'am I was just...
Shut up! I have given years to this company n I know what's right n what's wrong.
Adi signalled Geet to sit down knowing there was no point arguing with Shasha. Geet sat down quietly obeying Adi as she also got a little scared with the sudden outburst of Shasha.
It's not something new Geet. This story gets repeated every time there comes a new project. Adi informed. Tomorrow three more companies other than KC will give their presentation before the clients n we will surely loose this project like always.
But how can Shasha Ma'am make such mistakes? Even the designs were so simple. Geet asked.
They were no mistakes she does it deliberately. Pari supplied.
But why? Geet demanded, unbelievingly.
I don't know but she has good connections with Manish, MD of Mehra n Sons. May be it's all fixed. You know dirty games of the big corporate world.
Pari we can't say anything without concrete proof. Adi said, not completely denying but not accepting either.
But I find no other reason. Pari concluded as a matter of fact.
Why Maan Sir don't do anything? Geet asked.
He believes Shasha plus he just approves the presentation n never looks into it. Ravi Sir, Maan Sir's father, used to look into everything minutely. He was a business mastermind. At that time Maan Sir was also attentive. After Ravi Sir's death everything changed n what changed the most was Maan Sir. Adi told sadly.
Well Adi Sir it won't happen again tomorrow we'll fetch this project into our kitty. Geet knew this project was important n she tried to sound as much confident as she could but she herself was not sure how much successful she was going to be, but she certainly couldn't sit quietly. Could she? Specially now when they desperately needed few good tenders to keep the spine straight of KC.
At night when Pinky entered Geet's room, she found her sitting between huge piles of paper, working on her lap top.
What is all this mess? Pinky screamed with her eyes popping out.
Nothing just preparing for a presentation.
It's not 'nothing' darling. If you want I can help. Pinky offered like a good friend although she didn't even know A of Architecture.
Geet gave her a quizzical look. I think I should go n sleep. Pinky said giving a faint smile.
That would be the best help. Geet chuckled while Pinky rolled her eyes n walked out.
Chal Geet back to work. She said to herself n started working again. In her last year of Architecture she had done internship in one the best companies of London, they were ready to hire her on permanent basis but she denied because of her family. But that internship was paying now may be her presentation wouldn't be best but at least it would be better than the previous.
Adi had availed her with all the necessary information despite being sure that she wouldn't be able to accomplish the task in just one night but it was the only thing he could do. KC was like his second home n he wanted to help Maan.
Geet worked all night without taking the tiniest nap. She didn't realised when the morning sun knocked on her window. Once satisfied, she changed n without bothering about bath or breakfast left for office.
She handed the CD, blueprints n other requisites to Adi for the presentation while he looked at her as if she was some unidentified creature.
H...how did you do it? In one night, all alone.
Because I actually wanted to. Geet said, she looked tired but her smile did well to shadow it to an extent. Waise Adi Sir it's not complete. These are just basic plan n design.
Okay. Adi smiled. If the idea was good n innovative the clients could overlook that it was unfinished.
Now we have to replace these with the original ones.
That's not a tough task. Shasha never goes for any presentation herself least she wants to spoil her image with such low class work. She is staying in KC with the excuse of some foreign delegates coming so I am going with some interns for this presentation.
Should I come?
No that would give rise to suspicion on you.
Hmm thik hai. Adi turned to proceed with the plan. Adi Sir... He stopped. Thank you for believing in me.
Adi smiled. It's the least I could do.
After the delegates had left, Shasha n Maan were discussing something in Maan's cabin. Well more like Shasha speaking n Maan pretending to be listening.
Maan Sir... Geet shouted, entering his cabin like storm.
Ms. Geet Handa, do I need to teach you basic etiquettes now? Don't you know that you should knock before entering someone's cabin? Shasha scolded.
Sorry Ma'am. Geet said without paying much heed to her hissing n screaming she was too happy to notice that. Sir you know what, we got the deal.
It was the like the floor slipped beneath her feet. To say Shasha was shocked would be an understatement.
Adi Sir just called n he said the clients were quite impressed by our presentation. Geet said this eyeing Shasha n enjoyed the look of total flummox on her face. Next moment Shasha excused herself n left the room.
Good. Maan stated with a bland smile trying to match Geet's enthusiasm but in reality the news didn't amused him even a bit. These deals or some hike in business could do nothing to bring back his life on track. He was ruined n could care less about all these materialistic successes or other bullshits.
Geet moved closer to him. Maan Sir you are not happy? She asked with a frown on her face.
Of course I am. He lied not looking into her eyes. It was enough to tell her the truth. Her face lost its colours. She worked so hard all night, but what was the use when she was unable to bring a real smile on his face. She walked out quietly n Maan felt bad seeing her gloomy face. Nevertheless the question was when his happiness started mattering. May be when a girl unconditionally fell for him but he was so preoccupied or blinded by his own thoughts n torments that the sparkle of life in front went unnoticed.
I don't know how it happened. Shasha miserably held her head while the other hand holding the phone was shaking, either with fear or due to failure.
Shasha I thought I can trust you. But you disappointed me.
Manish I had it all set. I.. I don't know how the clients approved of the designs.
N rejected ours. Minish completed rather angry. Love, remember its business n I don't tolerate anyone screwing up my plans.
The threat in his tone made her flinch. I am sorry. I won't let it happ... But before she could complete he hung up.
'I won't let it' what? Shasha Ma'am. Geet asked from behind making Shasha jump but she composed herself.
None of your business Ms. Handa. Shasha said clearing her throat. Anyways I didn't call you.
Surely you didn't. I just came to give you this. She offered her the sweets. After all it was your hard work that got us through.
Yeah... Shasha responded picking a small piece from the box. Now if you don't mind I have work to do.
Do as much work as you want because soon you are going to get fired. Geet thought, Pari was indeed right n the last thing KC needed were back stabbers.
PRECAP- Geet in Khurana Mansion Poor Maan
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