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Ch-1... NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER
Year: 2017
"Mumbai se Delhi jaane wali train kuch he ghanta mein platform no. 4 se ravana hogi..." The announcement went..
There was Khushi sitting on a bench, disgusted at the look of the station, drinking her hot chocolate.. Yeah, this hot chocolate.. To get this one cup of caffinated drink Khushi had to travel all round the station... At last she got it from a shop...
"Chai...Chai garam..Madam chai???" The tea-wala asked.
"No!!" Khushi said in a irritated tone..
"Ji??"
"Nehi!!!!!" Khushi said in a bit of accent. This is what happen when you are NRI..
"toh sidha sidha boliye na.." THe chai-wala walked away irritated.
Khushi just got up.. Aman had returned..
"Come this way Ms. Gupta.. Sorry for the inconvienience.. I know you are not accustomed with trains.. but I can't arrange for the tickets... Diwali araha hai na thats why.." Aman told Khushi.
"Diwali... Another festival... Festival of lights... I think your office will be closed in between that period?"
"Ummm... no... our boss barely takes holidays.. he does'nt believes in all this."
"Interesting...Waise Amanji... Mere reheneka intezam???"
"Ji aapko uss bare mein nehi soochna hoga... Aap NRI hai aap ke arrangements waisehe hoga..."
"Hmmm" Khushi said and she went back in her thoughts.
"Waise Ms.Gupta what is your feedback about our Mumbai branch??"
"Its nice.. But I want the Delhi one, where am working a bit better.."
"Yeah sure.."
And as they took their seats, Khushi opened her laptop and went into work.. while Aman was busy in phone calls, and after some time he also went inside his laptop. Thank God the train was an express, and Khushi was sitting in the first comprtment-Air conditioned, and clean.. Otherwise the deal would have been broken.. Khushi just hate being on trains..
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The phone vibrated.
One message.
Arnav took and opened... It was from Aman:
'Sir train started... She want a meeting with you as soon as she arrives.."
Arnav put down the phone and dialled the receptionist.
"Nita I have an announcement to make." Arnav, a man of less words put down the reciever as soon as he finished his sentence. He knew very well his employee know exactly what to do. After all getting a job in AR is Not easy.
It was 10 minutes after the call. Arnav pressed the the shut down key on his lappy and descended down the stairs.
"Well all AR staffs I have to tell you something: We are bringing an designer from Paris and you know very well this deal is realy important.. We have to get her to design the coming fashion weeks and festival clothes before SK Designs can get her. Do you understand? Any mistake will cost you job."
That was it no more. He went back to the projector room to check things.
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US:
Shravan forward his head more into the Lappy. He was checking the pictures tab. He have to mail some important things to his customer, after all he was a hard working man and as a boss he don't want to set any bad example for his employees..
"Where the hell are the pics of our new handbag range???" Shravan thought...
"Honey what happen??" Kriya entered the bedroom with a cup of coffee..
"Nothing just mujhe kuch pics nehi mil raha hai.." ANd then Shravan just trailed off...
"What happen??? why you stopped??"
But there was something in shravan's laptop display which freezed him...
"Kya hua??? Kya dekh ke tumhara mu ekdam :O hougaya??"
No reply..
"Shravan??"
Still no reply..
"Shravan hindi samajh mein nehi aata kya??? Marathi ya urdu mein bolu???"
Still Shravan was silent.
"SHRAVAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kriya shouted with all fury...
"Kya?" At last Shravn silence broke in a whispering 'Kya'.
"Shravan tum meri baat kabhi sunte bhi ho?? Mein kabse kehe rahi hu kya hua kya hua par tum koi jawab he nehi de raheh!! Kya hai tumhari lappy mein jisse tum itna..."
"Baby go to sleep.. its too late..."
"Shrav..."
"Meine kaha na soojao plss"
"ajeeb hai.. Waise Shravan coffee??"
"Phek do.."
"Kya??"
"I said throw it awy dammit!!!"
"Tum mere upar kiu chilla raheho?? Meine kya kia.. Shravan what the hell is your problem tum hamesha mere upar chillate rehete ho... Kabhi soocha mujhe kaisa lagta hai?? nehi naa.. Tumhara kya?? Tum toh mere upaar aise chillate ho ki mein koi insaan nehi janwear hoon!! Kiu shravan kiu?? Bollo mujhe Shra..."
"Enough!!! Mu baand karo aur soone jao..."
"Shravan look mein humesha tumhari baat nehi maaane wali!! Mujhe laagta hai ki..."
"Okay tumhe jo theek laagta hai tum wahi karo... But for God's sake mujhe akela chod do plsss"
"Shravan what do you mean???"
"Mera matlab yeh ki tum yaha sosao aur mein sofa jakar soojata hoon.. Am just tired of you 'bakwass.." And with that Shravan just stormed out of his room without having a second thought about his dear wife..
"Bakwass mein bakwass karti hoon???" Kriya broke into tears... "yeh sab uski wajah se hua hai... Na woh Shravan ke life mein ati na Shravan..." Kriya continued with clenched teeth..
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Howz it??
Its a bit short and more about Kriyavan(Kriya+Shravan) only...
But ur feedbacks as comments is must. :P
Precap: "ASR this is Ms. Gupta.. the designer from Paris..." Aman told Arnav.
"Hmm..." Arnav replied shortly.. signing Aman's depupture..
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