Game of Love

The Quest

After the crazy Friday night, Sowmya woke up with her eyes being puffed up. She made her breakfast and got dressed up in a ruffled pink printed top matched it up with a blue Jean. She did her hair with a light puff and tied the loose ends with a small clip. She took her laptop and all the things she needs in her backpack and headed to the office. She tried to get the dust away from her white loafers while waiting for the train. When she is in the train, she checked her WhatsApp. There are some messages from her 'not-so-useful' WhatsApp groups and a message from Swathi which read, "Hey Sowmi, I think the reunion plan is going to be a serious one in all the years. Everyone is talking about it. Will keep you updated. - Lots of love,Timon."

Sowmya replied with a heart emoji "Love you too, Pumba."

That's their bond, they can be the best friends when showing love and care and the worst enemies when humiliating each other. They may not talk to each other for years but if they talk after all those years their bond will be just the same.

And there is another message in her inbox from Vinay - one from yesterday "Did you reach home safely?"

And two other from this morning. "Are you really gonna come today or are you pranking on me? 

I have been waiting at the office from 9. Where are you?"

Sowmya replied, "Sorry. I'm on my way. Just 10 more minutes."

She got off the train thinking about the moments with that mystic guy in the train last night and smiled. When she reached the office, she saw Vinay sitting at her desk waiting for her.

"You need to be on time when you work for a publication house", Vinay said with a 'mad-at-you' glare.

"I know I am sorry. I kept you waiting."

"No issues. What's the thing you wanted to discuss?"

"About the article, I am thinking of writing it about a guy from the café."

"Who?"

"The guy with the guitar."

"More specific, please."

"Yesterday, have you heard a handsome guy singing a melody about love?"

"Maybe"

""He is the perfect one for the article."

While they are talking Mr.Murali, their trainer-in-charge entered the office. To avoid his unnecessary blabbers about time lines and articles, Sowmya and Vinay tried to hid from him. Vinay hid under Malar's desk from the marketing team. Sowmya tried to hid under Anushya's desk. When she is crawling towards Anushya's desk she bumped her head at someone. When she looked up it was none other than the bossy boss, looking at her with a glare that almost burned her. Sowmya stood up like a student getting ready for the punishment from the Principal. Mr.Adithya looked scary when he stood there in silence. Everyone in the office looked terrified when he said in a serious tone, "This is not your playground unless you want to be fired."

Sowmya in an apologetic tone, "I am sorry, sir."

"You are that clumsy one, right? Where's the article I told you to prepare?"

It is a huge piece of embarrassment getting humiliated in front of her colleagues. She hated him even more right now.

Sowmya trying to hid her irritated tone, "I have a draft for it, Sir."

Adithya in a coarse tone, "A single draft can't do anything. Do you really know how to make an article?"

Sowmya not knowing what to do stood still. Mr.Murali came to her rescue.
"I am sorry, sir. I have told her to prepare a draft first."