Chap 1- PARTY

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Chap 1 - Party

Imlie  was elated, she got her dream job at  Bhaskar Times, as junior reporter. She screamed when she received the letter. Her dad, her only
family, came out worried as he heard her daughter scream. "Imlie kya hua?" He asked worriedly but she was jumping .
"Baba i got the job!! At Bhasker time! Junior reporter" she swirled her baba around who got dizzy in first round.

"Bus bus!" He scolded. As he took deep breaths,
"Whats the need to work, I get pension money. I dont like women working" He said disapprovingly.

"Baba always talking regressive crap. I am working , there is inflation, we need money for expenses you know very well your pay isnt enough" She explained. Her dad came from village, he let get education because her late mother fought for her. He didnt like it even though living in city. Sometimes he can be hard headed on such things, but Imlie know how to deal with it. Sometimes they just fight and dont talk to each other for days.

"Anyways Baba , am going out tonight with my friends for party. Please aap ki nai sunungi. It was Ma'dream to see me successful and this is my first step. Aapko problem hai? Aapke paas rakhe mein jaa rahi hoon sham ko" She said proudly. Her Baba just shook her head, "Do whatever you want" he went inside to do his paath.

Imlie had already informed her friends that they will go clubbing. Ruchi and Nisha are her friends from college. They are the three musketeers, they warned her that she needs to wear a sexy club dress not some salwar kameez. Imlie told them she will wear theirs, once she arrives at Ruchi , she will change in to the dress they chose for her.

They entered the club, around 10 pm , Imlie was in red off the shoulder dress, that hugged her body perfectly. Ruchi and Nisha were already excited. They first went to bar, and then pulled Imlie to dance floor. It was her first time, but Imlie loved it. She felt liberated, dancing her heart out. Just then a guy, tapped on her shoulder "Can i buy you a drink?" He asked smiling . Imlie frowned, "No thanks i dont drink" she turned back to her friends who were busy swaying .  After sometime, Imlie took break and went to sit on bar stool. The same guy came and sat next to her , "I am Vihaan. You are?"
Imlie ignored him , "Come on, just asking for name. Been observing you since you arrived. You are beautiful" He said
"Imlie is my name. And that is creepy" she said bluntly not looking at him but towards the dance floor.

"Beautiful name" he replied
Imlie didnt say anything after that. She thought giving her name would get him off her back. But he sat there until she went back to her friends.

"Lets get out from here guys. That guy" she said
signaling them with her eyes , to which they nodded "Is creepy. He bluntly said he is observing me since i came. Lets get out. We will enjoy at home" She pleaded and her friends agreed. Ruchi picked them from entrance and left the club. They saw a car following them, from the club. "What the hell?" Ruchi did sudden break and parked the car middle of road and got out. Other two folllowed her, "Hey mister, are you following us" she knocked on the glass. When they reached , Imlie was alert "Its you! I am going to call police if you dont stop" Imlie warned.

"Chill ladies, I am just using the same road because my home is this way." He said witb big smile but his eyes were at Imlie.
"Go!" Nisha ordered and Vihaan nodded and went around their stopped car and  left. All three sighed in relief and went back to the car

"Creepy men I tell you!! Anyways lets not ruin our night! By the way , when do you start!" Nisha asked
"In a month. I know its weird. But they are making some changes in tbe office hence they said they rather have me started in a month and the pay is good too"

"Isnt Bhaskar Times owned by the most sexiest eligible bachelor of India- Aryan Singh Rathore . I have seen his photos, he is damn greek god" Ruchi said dreamily.

"Yea yea hoga bachelor. I dont care yar. I care to work  and tu road be dhyaan de. Aryan is not going to pay if you crash" imlie rolled her eyes.
But somehwere in back of mind, she still felt alert, that guy was creepy.

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