Chapter 6: Introducing the green-eyed monster
"Khushi...wake up! It's already..." Payal stopped
when she saw her sister braiding her hair, dressed for work. Once in city,
Khushi had taken up a job to cover finances and Payal supported her aunt at
home thus the two sisters helped their bit around the house.
"You are awake?" Payal asked surprised.
"And already ready to go to work?"
"I couldn't complete my work last night.
I was feeling hungry and tired so I came home without completing it. So I am
going in early to finish it. Or else La ma'am will skin me alive," Khushi made
a face as she complained about her boss. Payal giggled at her sister's antics
but a moment later her smile fell.
"I'll whip something up for you quickly
okay? Eat before you leave," she said and hurried towards kitchen. Khushi
finished braiding her hair hurriedly and ran to kitchen to stop her sister.
"It's okay, I will eat something at
office cafeteria. The food is not so bad there, you know?" She said pacifying
her sister. Payal searched her sister's face for hints of disappointment but
she didn't find any. She finally nodded.
"Okay then. I am going to run before
aunty comes in and asks me gazillion questions. Not to mention a sermon about
how wrong everything about me is,
compared to you." Khushi said. She buzzed around the house searching for a
specific hair tie, hair ornament, and bangles to complete her look. Though Payal had smiled at the
comment, she knew that her aunt was at times unfair to her younger sister.
Khushi, a vibrant individual, lived and
loved her life to the fullest and took up half their father's responsibilities
back in town. She was extremely smart and picked up subjects quite fast thus
becoming an eyesore to many boys in town. Their aunt however had a hangover
about Khushi not being related to them by blood; though Khushi revered everyone
in her family more than herself.
Payal never understood the
discrimination that her aunt and sometimes even her mother did to Khushi and
she never really had gotten a straight answer from either of them.
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"Are you trying to win 'Employee of the
Month' award?" Khushi looked up. Arnav was standing by her desk bemused by her
perpetual presence in his personal haven.
"And of all the people in this company,
you are competing with me," she looked up and replied with a smile.
"You seem awfully confident of winning
that award," he stalled. He knew he was stalling and she knew it too; not that
she was complaining about it.
"Oh I do, actually. I am totally
confident on winning," she twirled the pen between her fingers and leaned back
on her chair.
"I generally love confidence in a woman
but your confidence doesn't seem to be in the right direction," he said
swallowing a smile. He liked this light heart banter. After knowing her for
several months it was probably the first time they weren't arguing or speaking
in loud voices.
"Oh pish-posh, said the scary little
cat. You are only worried about losing Mr. Arnav Raizada," she said haughtily.
He chuckled.
"Yeah, right." He rolled his eyes at
her. A moment later both chuckled together.
He realized that he liked the sound of
them laughing together and the picture of her smiling wanly. He had woken up
little confused and a run in with his grandmother had made his mood sour. Morning
already seemed like a distant memory and the girl sitting in front of him
offered him a key to his mental asylum.
"Have
a nice day Arnav," she said fully knowing that she was using his name and not
calling him 'sir'.
"Have a nice day Khushi," he said and
walked towards his cabin.
Something had shifted between them the
previous night and they had decided to deal with it the way both wanted to. He
had decided to shed his inhibition a little in front of her and she had decided
to embrace her restlessness and had plunge right into it.
Who knew that right at the core of
restlessness was serenity?
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"You actually finished it," Lavanya
looked at the stack of papers on her desk and thumbed through them. Her
surprise was evident on her face.
"Yes ma'am. I worked till late into
night and came back in early today morning and finished it Well, I finished it
as much as I could," Khushi replied.
"This is impressive work Khushi,"
Lavanya said grudgingly. She wasn't the one who handed out compliments easily
and it was most rare to do so for a subordinate.
"Thank you," Khushi replied happily.
"But I do have to ask you this," Lavanya's
voice called her out as she was walking away from her cabin. Khushi turned
around and looked at her in question.
"You don't have the education or the
experience to come up with something so clean and quite accurate. I don't disregard
the fact that you are quite intelligent but..." she trailed. Khushi didn't know
how to answer.
"I had help," Khushi replied.
"Who helped you that late in the night?"
Lavanya's voice stopped her. Khushi sighed. She contemplated on lying about the
whole thing but her conscience didn't allow her to do so.
"ASR." Khushi replied and walked away
from Lavanya's cubicle without waiting to hear her response.
Had she waited, she would have seen the fleeting
look of jealousy and anger directed towards her.
Lavanya didn't confront Khushi
immediately. Before she did, she wanted to know how involved ASR was in this. She
had seen the odd glances he threw in Khushi's direction which had now developed
into a soft corner. Before this went any further, she decided to cut it short.
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"This is really nice," Lavanya gushed as
she sipped red wine in a newly opened French restaurant. She had said in
passing during a meeting earlier that day to ASR that she wanted warm food and
good wine for a change. He had immediately asked his secretary to book a table
for them that evening. She was pleasantly surprised at his behavior. He was
looking much calmer, less angry and his eyes had a tinge of smile in them, as
if they contained memories of happiness.
"Food was really good," he replied
breathing slowly. He always enjoyed Lavanya's company and she was one of the
very few people with who he could tolerate spending an entire evening or even
an entire day. They were alike in their choices, the society they moved in, food
they liked and wine they preferred. They were accomplished, smart and had
confident in everything they did.
Yet he felt something was missing that
evening.
"It was quite nice of you to help Khushi
last night," Lavanya said as the waiter finished refilling her glass of wine.
"She was struggling to understand
something and I was around. I just showed her what was wrong and after that she
figured out everything on her own," he said wondering why Lavanya was
interested in this little bit of information.
"That's all?" She asked not believing it
to be entirely true. He wasn't in a mood to explain everything he did so he had
summed it all in a sentence.
"Yes Lavanya. That's all there is to it.
Khushi is quite smart which honestly came as a surprise given how she could do
these things with very little input from external sources," he said with his
lips giving away a smile at the thought of the girl.
Lavanya was taken aback at the subtle
compliment to Khushi; the girl with minimalistic talent had managed to catch
the eye of someone like ASR.
"Maybe you should utilize her potential
more in this direction rather than the mundane tasks of photocopying or getting
your coffee, don't you think?" ASR asked her. She didn't miss the glint in his
eyes.
He wasn't asking.
It was an order.
She nodded mutely and controlled her
anger.
This wasn't over.
(TBC)
Edited by Thyme - 12 years ago
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