23 November 2030- Saturday
Ryan
The monsoon sun is bright as well as beautiful. The sky full of white clouds seems even more fascinating. The weather feels humid and a little cold. The humming of birds, aeolian(the sound produced by winds) gives more pleasure than any other music. And I begin my day feeling these little changes of season, monsoon to winter. Winter is about to begin in New York and untill the month of January it will begin to snow. Snow! It always reminds me of someone. Someone who really love snowfalls.
The cool color (blue) of my balcony adds chills to the cold weather. As I freeze from the cold breeze I go back into room. It felt warm in. Ansh (my friend as well as assistant) is already in there having coffee on the couch.
"Good morning, Ryan."wishes Ansh and hands me a cup of tea.
" Morning! "I wish.
Let me describe Ansh briefly so you can know our relationship better. I know Ansh since 5 years. We are good friends in the outer world but as soon as we enter into working area he turns into my assistant. But this relationship of boss and an assistant never affected our friendship. Even though he is kind of jolly and talkative, he is a good partner. He is always ready for me 24*7. Be it cooking food for me or being my driver or being my housekeeper, he's always there for me.
Ansh
Friendship? Huhhh! Friendship my ass. Friends are those whom you confide in. But I know nothing about Ryan, neither has he ever confide in me. I don't know his favorite food, I don't know his favorite song or movie or whatever. Simply I don't know much about him. All I know about him is that he wakes up at 4 o'clock, then goes to gym, after that he goes for shower and gets ready, then breakfast and then heads straight to the art studio or any other firm. For the entire day he is then busy making money and at night after dinner he goes to his room where no one is allowed in including me. At Sundays he goes for horse riding and somewhere I don't know. So even though after living with him for 5 years, he still is a big mystery for me. But still I am his better friend. Yeah. That's the word or relationship status he gave me. A better friend- friend who is more than good but less than best. God knows who holds the position of best friend for him. Even though he seems cold hearted and always pulls a long sullen face, he is really a good human and has done more than enough for me.
Long-faced-hottie.😂.That's what every woman calls him. Sometimes I wonder why someone like him who is so handsome, successful, competent and perfect would be still single. But then it also occurs to me that which women would fall for such perfectionist psycho. After all Mr. Perfect deserves a Ms. Perfect.
At The Craftzy Art Studio
Ryan
"Sir, I got a message from the secretary of Mr. Dalton, which said that they will be here in half an hour. " informed Ansh.
"Make sure everything has been arranged well. I don't want to take any chance to let go this deal" I remark.
"Sure sir. I'll be going then"
This deal is not an ordinary deal. It's the most important deal of my life.
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