"Kya baat hai aj ye saadi itna shaant kyu hai, koi order bhi nahi jhaad raha.... Nahi hi gussa kar raha.. Akhir jhol kya hai? " She was thinking sitting in her cubicle.
Her telecom rings "Miss. Ahluwalia, come into my cabin right now. " He hangs up the call.
"Lo agya hukum sarkaar ka" She gone in his cabin.
"May I come in Sir" He nodes.
"Is there any meeting lined up for the day?"
"Just one at 5 P.M."
"Cancel it" She looks at him shocked, is this really her workaholic boss saying this.
"Aisi badi badi ankhein karke kya dekh rahi hai app..... And ya you can go home? " It was another shocker for her.
"But sir abhi to 2baje hai and it's just luch time.. "
"Mujhe time dekhna ata hai.. "
"Are... Are you sure sirrr..... " She Stammered.
"Yes I am... Mujhe time dekhna ata hai"
"No.. I mean me sach me ghar jau? " She again confirmed.
"Miss Ahluwalia, I am the Boss here... Yaha sab kuch meri marzi Or icha se hota hai... If I am saying you to go home.... Then you should Go." He said Curtly. She kept on staring at him with open mouth.
"Will you please stop staring at me" He said uncomfortably. "It creeps me out".
She averts her eyes away " I am sorry Sir".
"Now go before I change my mind"
"Okay okay Sir... " She quickly comes out of his office. "Ajeeb hai, aisa lagta hai jaise ki admi na hoke London ka weather ho... Ghadi ghadi badalta hai... Kabhi kehta hai kaam karo time se pehle nahi jaogi....or ab kehta hai ki kam cancel karo or ghar jao...ajeeb ghanghor ajeeb"
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"Khana... Hey bhagwan Maa sahi kehti hai khana banana sikh le.. Agar aise hi bahar se khana mangati rahi to jaldi kangaal ho jaungi... Uff" She cried.
Door Bell rings... She opens the door he enters inside smiling "Hi" He directly goes in the kitchen "tumne dinner kia? " He asks.
"Naa.i" She said weirdly looking at him.
He Smiled wide "great then.... Because me dinner bana raha hu aaj, Do you like Pasta? " He asks.
"Haan.. " She was lost.
"Okay then.. " He removes his coat and tie "can you please put it in my room" He asks politely, she nodes and went into his room to keep his things when she came back.. Saw him cutting veggies.. Sleeves rolled up, three upper buttons of his shirt open, hairs messy, he was looking really delicious, but why is he doing all this?
"Why are you cooking, kuch order kar lete.. You must be tired".
" I never gets tired" He winked at her, she got his double meaning statement "or uss raat tumne bhi to meri itni achi khatir daari ki, mujhe bhi chance do... Khatir daari ka" She looks at him suspiciously "don't worry isme meine JamalGhota nahi milaya" He laughed.
She got shocked "JamalGhota... Tumhe kaise.. "
"Bas I know, ab choro na purani baton ko... Kabhi kabhi baccha ban na bhi acha hai... " He checks whether the Pasta is cooked or not "Sauce? "
"Mix... " She relied still in state of shock
"Mild ya Teekha" He asks.
"Teekha.. "
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FF : Kashish (Completed)
Short Story"I will never ever fall in love it's waste of time... Khao piyo aish karo... Zindagi ek bar milti hai enjoy it to the fullest.. sirf dal roti kha ke to zindagi nahi bitayi ja sakti na kabhi kabhi life mein variety bhi chahiye." said a chirppy and ca...
