My First update after, I became IF - Dazzler ! It's short, i will cover it up in next one !
Something Called Love
Next day when she reached
office at sharp 9am, she was
stunned. Even she was before time, only she was the one who was late. She found
almost all the employees working like machines, again nothing new for her. As
soon as she reached to report adi, she was given her new cabin and explained
her work. But, she wondered was, the man, his jerk 'M' Mr. Maan Singh Khurana.
She was in impression that, he might be at the age of her ex-boss because what
she learnt from others was that he managed to make this whole empire, the whole
Khurana Construction and Empire on his own and observing the size and impact of
this entity, she was somehow convinced that he must be 40 plus old age man,
just like her 'Ex-Boss'. She was not eager to meet him, as she knew that first
few weeks she had to work under adi. As soon as she reached her cabin, she saw
two ladies in black corporate dresses, wearing heavy make up and short skirts.
One of them was coming to her with all her 'I-am-something' attitude.
'So, you are the new kid
on the block?' she asked in her not-so-sweet voice.
'Yeah…I'm Geet Handa, and
nice to meet you…'
'…I know your name, I made
your file, so don't bother. My name is Lara, call me only lara. Welcome and
best of luck' and she left.
Geet was shocked, Lara
seemed like a robot to her. There was no expression on her face, no smile, no
shock, no enthusiasm and nothing.
And, another lady came to
'Hi! I'm sasha, working
here from last eight years, from the very beginning. Welcome and don't even try
to act over smart. Do your work and get paid. And, you will assist me for next
week. Report me, and yes call me ma'am. I hope I'm plain to you. Now, go get
yourself boost up and work.' And she pushed her little and made her way.
'What the hell was that?'
she mentally shouted.
'I promise you sasha, next
time you will call me ma'am. And, that is my challenge to you, you cosmetic
doll!' she muttered under her breath.
'Oh God!' she entered the
cabin and sighed.
Not much work was there
for her and the moment came, her phone rang and she picked it up and it all
'Are you the new girl,
suggested by adi?' the rough dry voice smacked her head.
'Come to my cabin, top
'Okay…' but before she
could realized the connection was lost with a loud bang on her head once yet
'What was that? Top floor,
how will I find who was it? Was he 'M'? Okay, geet don't worry chak de fatte!' She blabbered while
walking by the long passage and followed by, elevator.
As soon as she reached top
floor, she was mesmerized by the beauty, the decoration of the top base and the
structure. As she saw it, her very own designer in herself woke up and started
admiring the beauty of the place. She realized in no time, that there were only
two big cabins on the entire floor, and it was all white, but still color white
and its beauty has extended the look of the place. It was heavenly elegant and
vast place. She knocked the glass door and asked for permission.
'Good morning, sir!' she
He did not turn around; he
was standing near the glass window and reading something. From back, she found
out that he was not of old age; his black dark hair was proving that.
'Morning! Take a sit!' he
ordered without even looking at her.
'So, you are the new one,
okay tell me how will you manage hostile operations of a company?' he asked and
turned around and shocked to see the girl sitting on the chair, in white shirt,
wearing light pink glossy lipstick and straight pinned up hair, few of the strands
of her hair crossing her face in slow motion wind.
She straight away stood up
as she memorized that just before day, she met him. 'Oh! Not only jerk, he is
stupid, arrogant, rude and whatever yaar…!'
she thought, her mind has stopped working after that, she did not get
appropriate vocabulary for that guy, her new boss, her 'M', her Mr. Maan Singh
Khurana. She stood there for a second.
He was tall, fair with
muscular and mannish physique, honey colored deep dark yet sensible eyes, dark
hair and pointed nose, square jaw lines and M shaped lips, there was some
strange spark in his eyes, wearing white shirt with half sleeves disclosing his
perfect biceps and black overcoat with contrast colored tie, adding magnificence
to his perfectly carved body. She was shocked at her own thought, how could he
notice her like this, she was literally checking him out and moreover, she was
drooling over him, there was something in the man stood in front of her. She
straight away, stopped her 'shameless' feelings and concentrated on the
'Monster' part, specifically.
There was silence in the room;
they both were taking time to digest the fact that just attacked their mental
sanity. And then, both of them shouted simultaneously,
'How could you…?'
'How could you…?'
'Okay…lady, just shut up.
I'm your boss, and who appointed you? Is adi blind? Now, drunkard will work for
me? And, what do you do exactly except for blabbering non-stop after drinking,
and yes is it only when you fly or on earth, too?' he smirked.
'Okay…Mr. Maan Singh
Khurana, number one, I'm highly qualified person so you don't have any right to
point finger at my qualifications. Number two, anyone can drink hard and
blabber anything, and I bet you might have done it before. Number three, if your,
assistant or employee or whatever is blind then, it's not my fault and my
problem at all. He appointed me so I'm your new employee whether you like it or
not, and if you don't like it then I will be considering the contract void and
cancelled and you will be paying huge amount of compensation to me as mentioned
in the contract. I don't mind choosing that option too. Basically if I go to
the root of the trouble, it was just because of you I lost my ex-job because
you took cab and you stole my luggage, too. You are reason for my current
'hyper-angry-mode' and you will be paying for all this. You understand Mr. Maan
Singh Khurana? And, last but not the least, my name is Geet Handa, and I'm not
going to give up easily. Okay?' she said in one quick breath pointing finger at
him and panting deeply by then. And consequently she realized that she said a
lot, she was in danger; she might lose her job.
'Over-acting kardi na? Please god save me.
Please…Please…Please…!' she mentally prayed to god for her over acted anger and
There was a silence in the
room for a moment and he popped his eyes in fury, and ultimately broke the
'Oh! You speak a lot
lady…sorry Miss Geet Handa. First, I did not lift your luggage; your lady outfits
would never help me or valuable for me. Think sometime before you talk and
another point, time is money. First comes first, I was first to grab a cab and
that's it, matter is over. I would not like to say much and at least explain to
you. Not at all…Okay? Now, here is the deal. I will give you one day, prove
yourself or else there is the main gate.' He showed her the way with proud in
'Okay…I will see how will
you fire me? I bet you will not.' She said in confidence and mentally prayed to
god. She was presenting herself as a confident and secured girl, but from deep
down of her heart she knew that how much scared and nervous was she. It was her
final chance; she could not afford to miss it.
With that, he instantaneously
called someone and ordered for some files, and she was about to leave and was
stopped by him.
'I did not give permission
to leave yet. Is this how you behave with your boss?'
'Is this how you behave
with your employee?' she muttered under her breath as low as he could not hear
'I heard that.' He said
not looking at her.
'Sorry sir.' She said out
loud. 'Damn! He is smart!' she shouted mentally.
And, one peon came with
four bundles of files in his hand and put it on the table. She looked it at, he
looked at it, and they both looked at each other.
'These are files for this
year, prepare budget for my upcoming project, by evening 7.' He ordered.
'What?' she gasped.
It was impossible to get
all the facts and data, preparing them, comparing them and finally, reporting
them. She gasped. But only then she remembered her own words.
not going to give up easily'
You will get it, sir' she said and left with all the files.
she left, Maan stood there for a second and smiled, 'Goodbye, Miss Geet Handa, it's
your last day.'
It was 7pm and he was busy in his work. He checked the
clock and dialed her number, but he got no answer. And, he heard knock on the
floor, who was no other than geet with one single file in hand. She came in,
and handed him the file.
'Your work is done sir,
anything else?' she asked with a proud smile on her lips.
He checked it, which took
fifteen minutes and he refused.
'Thank you, Miss Geet
Handa. I'm impressed but not more than one week.' He stated.
Geet was taken aback; she
could not believe that the man 'M' was still not pleased with her. She was also
determined not to give up.
'Okay…As you wish, boss.'
She said graciously.
'May I take your leave,
SIR?' she intentionally asked in loud voice.
'Sure Miss handa.' He said
in technically sweet-but-not-at-all-sweet voice.