The Passionate Ego

37: HERE WE GO AGAIN?

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Manik steps out of the bathroom with a towel draped over his lower torso as he grabbed a white shirt from his closet pulling it over his torso butooning down the buttons infront of the mirror. The shirt fitting him perfectly with enough space for his muscles to breathe. The towel slipped as he stepped into the Navy blue pants buckling it on his waist. The cufflings picked up next as he cuffed them properly , not creasing his well ironed shirt. He grabbed the silver watch; her gift for him when they were happy once. The blue blazer pulled over next as he checked himself out in the mirror. The loafers matching up his look and his perfectly gelled up hair from the bathroom.

MANIK'S POV

I had never thought that i would ever be nervous over a stupid interview, ever in my life but today i was. She was gonna be here in the next 15 minutes and i had to control myself from pouncing on her, pulling her in my tight embrace to never let her go but i had to. I eyed myself one last time in the mirror, making sure that i was prim proper infront of her. She wasn't supposed to know how i felt about pushing her away from me and i was pretty bad at lying specially infront of her or so i thought.

A slight knock broke my reverie of flashbacks of her thoughts as my assistant stepped inside the room.

"Sir Miss. Nandini is here for your interview." she informed me and i could feel beads of sweat form on my forehead even with the house being chilled by the centralized ac.

"Make her comfortable in my study area. I'll be there in 5 minutes." i replied still unsure of the tie that i held in my hand but decided against it. I was never a tie person so not now too. 

NANDINI'S POV

I stepped out of my car as the flshashbacks of my days at this house with HIM moved like a film reel infront of my eyes. I knew it wasn't gonna be easy for me to see him again but i had to keep a grip over my thoughts and emotions. Right nw i was just an interviewer who would do her job and get the hell out of this hell hole.

My feets gave up as soon as they crossed the threshold of his place. Everything was exactly the way i had left it those dreadful 3 months back. He hadn't changed a thing here but the only addidtion was Sophia's pictures on the wall that was once empty but now there were pictures of his entire family. Atleast he got something out of everything that we had.

My trance was broken by the click of heels over the hard floor as his assistant came into view.

"Sir will be here in 5 minutes. You're supposed to wait in the study room." she informed me and my mind went back to the first time that i had wait for him. Damn how much pissed i was on him.

"ohh so you are manik . What do you think of yourself greek God?" i snapped at him.

"Nope just a jerk, moron, stupid i guess. I had some important work so for that I had to leave. So now if you guys don't mind let's start with the interview." Manik interrupted.

Damn those times were really wierd. I wish i had never met him so i had no memories of him. I ran my hands over the books on the bookcase and rememebered how he started reading because of me. How he was so surprised to have come accross the Harry Potter series. How they campared the books to the actual movies. I picked up our favourite part from the series as i flipped through the pages smiling at our memories when i heard a slight cough from the door.

Their he stood, the man, the myth, the devil himself who had turned a havoc in my life over his stupid ego and jerk self.

"Interview?" he spoke.

"Yeah looks like you like to keep others waited Mr.Malhotra." good going Nandini, show him what he's missed and how you don't give a damn about him.

He nodded without any sarcastic remark, was he even real or just my stupid imagination again. We sat opoosite to each other on his sofa set while some beverages and snacks were brought in.

"Should we start?" i asked.

MANIK'S POV

She was channeling her anger through her eyes to my soul and i was aware of that. Those eyes never lied so i let her get to me without any remark this time. Her voice was icy cold and i let it's dagger glide through my chest because i deserved it for breaking her heart into pieces.

"Should we start?" she asked me while i ust nodded. Today i'll let her say whatever she has to say but i'll try my best to not show that effect on me.

"i thought you'd never ask." i remarked trying to keep it as normal as possible but even my voice betrayed me.

"SO MR MALHOTRA FIRST OF ALL CONGRATULATIONS AS YOU HAVE REACHED HIGH HIEGHTS AT SUCH A SHORT AGE" she started the interview as professionally as she could and couldn't help but wander at the memory of our first interview. She had spoken the exact same lines then and had caught me offguard.

"MR. MALHOTRA I KNOW YOU ARE IMPRESSED WITH ME BUT IF YOU'LL KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TAKE YOUR INTERVIEW" 

"I WAS ALREADY IMPRESSED WITH YOU SINCE I MET YOU" 

Her fingers brought me back to our current situation, it was so different back then. How pissed off was she at me and how much of a player was i to her but this time it was different. We were different.

"I AM HAPPY TO HAVE ACHIEVED SO MUCH AND MADE MY FAMILY PROUD." I answered with sincerity. If it had been the old Manik then he would have snapped back with a flirty or egoistic reply but this was not him. It was the Manik that she created, the Manik who loved his family more than him now.

"MR. MALHOTRA DO YOU HAVE ANYONE TO GIVE CREDIT TO FOR YOUR SUCCESS." even though she was shocked at my previous reply but i love how she recovered herself. I know it was confusing of her to meet this new and changed me but i wasn't gonna lie now. Was i?

"WELL IN MY CASE TOO I WOULD LOVE TO GIVE THE CREDIT TO A WOMEN OR MAYBE WOMENS "

I smiled at that old stupid self of me who replied that insensitive answer.

"OFCOURSE ALL OF IT GOES TO MY MOM. SHE BELIVED IN ME ALWAYS AND NOW I DO TOO." i replied as i pushed a juice glass for her to take.

She nodded her head in a no refusing for it and moved ahead with her next question.

NANDINI'S POV

This was certainly not the guy who pushed me off to my bitchy limits the last time i sat interviewing him. There was something so different in his eyes but also the truth was that it was not my place to decipher him anymore. 

"CAN YOU PLEASE SHARE A FEW OF YOUR FUTURE STRATERGIES WITH US? WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HELP ME GROW MORE?" i asked, damn Maria great questions.

"FOR NOW I HONESTLY HAVE NOTHING BUT AN OPINION THAT I SHOULD JUST GO WITH THE FLOW AND LEARN ON MY WAY." he replied with sincerity and the left over interview went in a daze. He was different maybe or just another lie for me to surface my vulnerability to him. To care for him to dump me again on a garbage truck.

"Thank you Mr Malhotra for having me with you and i hope that you've actually learned something for your past mistakes." i spoke gathering my stuff from the table.

"Yes i-" he tried to answer but i cut him in mid.

"Actually i don't belive to learn cause that's just you and that's okay. This world definitely needs jerks like you to understand what negativity is." i replied storming out and throught the main door to my car as i turned back for a final glance. I could sense his gaze through the window of his study room. Damn i knew his house plan by heart, every door, every window, every window but it was over now. All of it. And i wish to never see him again. Never. I controlled myself from gicing him a glance as i boosted my engine to get the fuck out that hell hole.

I hope you liked the transition of Manik from the first interview to now. 

Also i am so excited for MUTUALLY MARRIED  as it is so close to reaching 500k reads. It will be my second work to have crossed that milestone and i can't be anymore happy. Thank you so much.

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