Katha's second day at Raghuvanshi & Associates began with a flurry of activity. The firm buzzed with the news of a new project – a cutting-edge skyscraper in the heart of Mumbai, a building that would redefine the city's skyline. The excitement was palpable, and Katha felt a surge of ambition; she wanted to be a part of this historic undertaking.
In the midst of this excitement, she found herself in a meeting room with Viaan and other senior architects. They were discussing initial concepts for the skyscraper. Viaan's ideas were bold and unconventional, while others suggested more traditional designs. Katha, feeling a rush of courage, pitched her own idea – a design that harmonized sustainable practices with modern aesthetics.
Viaan paused, his eyes locking onto Katha's for a moment longer than necessary. "Interesting perspective, Ms. Sing," he said, a slight hint of surprise in his voice. The room went silent, as everyone turned to look at her. She elaborated on her idea, explaining how the building could reflect Mumbai's spirit - resilient, dynamic, and forward-looking.
As the meeting concluded, Viaan approached Katha. "Your ideas are refreshing," he said, "but they need refinement. I'll expect more detailed plans by next week." It wasn't exactly praise, but it wasn't a dismissal either. Katha nodded, determined to rise to the challenge.
Over the next few days, Katha worked tirelessly on her designs. She often stayed late, her desk cluttered with sketches and notes. One evening, as she was about to leave, she found Viaan still in his office, his gaze fixed on a complex blueprint.
"You're still here?" Viaan asked, his expression softening slightly in the dim light of the office.
"Just finishing up some ideas for the skyscraper," Katha replied, holding up her sketches.
Viaan gestured for her to join him. Together, they leaned over the blueprint on his desk, discussing angles, structures, and sustainability. The conversation shifted seamlessly from professional to personal, as they shared stories about their journey in architecture.
As they talked, Katha couldn't help but notice the way Viaan's eyes lit up when he spoke about architecture. There was a passion there, something that went beyond the rigid exterior he presented to the world. For a fleeting moment, Katha saw a glimpse of the person beneath the persona.
The clock ticked away, and before they knew it, hours had passed. The early morning light began to filter through the windows. They wrapped up their discussion, both aware that something had shifted in their dynamic.
"Good work today, Katha," Viaan said, as they parted ways. "See you tomorrow."
Katha walked out of the office, her mind replaying the night's conversation. She couldn't shake the feeling that her relationship with Viaan was evolving, turning into something more complex than just professional rivalry. And she wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.