When Indu met Rohan

Three

Rohan

I wanted to go see her like she said, after an hour.

But she beat me to it.

It was nice talking to her. She is an easy person, to chat with.

Okay!

Now now, Rohan, you need to leave for work if you don't want to get fired from the job you're so proud of.

Three hours down, and I was exhausted.

Preparing food for 500 people is not an easy task.

We had limited staff so managing them was also a challenge.

By the time I came in, my staff was ready with the lunch boxes for 500 people. I had to pitch in for the dinner part.

I was told to be there at work by 9 starting tomorrow, which is going to be a big challenge.

It was 6:30 and I was drained.

Literally drained.

I chugged in a pitcher full of water, feeling so dehydrated.

How am I going to do this for the next one month?

For now, we have been asked to cater for a month which seemed easy when I was told about it.

But now it seems like an exhausting task.

It was about 8 when I finally got back home.

Tired after a long day, I took a hot shower and walked into the balcony with the leftover poha I made this morning.

Boring!

My friends planned to visit me today but I told them not to come, since I had absolutely no energy to entertain them.

It was only when I saw my guitar that I remembered about the song I had to finish!

What the heck!!!

I just had 10 more hours to complete it.

And now after such a long day, how am I even able to make it?

I decided to call the producer and ask for an extension.

I was calling his number when I heard Indu's voice.

"Hello Masterchef"

"Hey"

"Wow, you look tired"

"Good guess! It's been a super hectic day and to think that it is going to be the same for one whole month....it is dreadful"

"Just breathe! You're doing a noble task, you'll find the energy, don't worry"

"I really hope. And now there's this song I need to finish by tomorrow. I was calling the producer to ask him for an extension"

"Hey, are you going to eat that for dinner?" she asked, pointing at the plate that was on the chair.

"Yeah. I neither have time nor energy to cook right now"

"Come down here. I was going to make parathas for dinner. I am going to have a late night too, so you can stay here until you finish your song, unless you work in isolation" she suggested.

"I usually work alone on my songs, but I think I will take up your offer" I said.

"See you," she said, giving me a smile.

I picked up my notes, guitar, water bottle and mobile charger and went to her place.

The moment I stepped in, I could smell the spices.