Priya came at 9 am as on 6 pm, her usual time, she will be busy today.
She saw him and couldn't believe her eyes that she finally saw him. She had a huge ass smile on her face as if 1 is meeting her best friend after a long time. This was noticed by RK. He was baffled by seeing her like that.
He went to changing room and saw him in the mirror and said, "everything is fine then why tf was that lady smiling,"
Priya was embarrassed. "What the fuck did you just do Priya, are you nuts?" she sighed.
Ram after finishing his workout was living the gum but stopped hearing a voice.
Priya - Mr Kapoor, wait, Mr Kapoor, rukiye.
Ram turned around.
Ram - Umm, hey, what happened?
Priya - I am sorry for smiling at you but it was unintentional, I am your fan so couldn't control myself, I am sorry.
Ram - Oh ok ok.
He forwarded his hand and they both had a handshake.
Ram - Btw, aapka naam kya h?
Priya - Priya Arora.
Ram - You mean, The Priya Arora, the famous blogger.
Priya - Umm, well, Yes.
Ram was thinking, "Gosh I finally met her and damn she is beautiful." He had the same smile on his face as Priya had moments ago.
Priya - Mr Kapoor, what happened? Why are you smiling?
Ram - Arey, I am your fan too.
Priya nodded and smiled. She felt some weird emotion after hearing that, it was good but she couldn't contemplate it.
Priya - Aap yaha aata h to workout?
Ram - Ha, aur tum bhi?
Priya - Nhi ye waale me pehli baar aayi hoon, this is my brother, Akki's gym.
She lied as she decided to come on this time as Ram worked out at this time. After some chit-chatting, they went on for their respective work.
They were remembering their first meet in bed and wondered whats next for them.
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1 month has passed and they have become casual friends.
Ram was sitting in a restaurant and waiting for his lunch and he saw Priya sitting on another table. She too saw him. He signalled her to join him.
He stood and went to have a handshake. They both handshaked and admired each other internally that how cute they were looking.
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They were chatting.
Ram - Mein bata nhi sakta how big a fan I'm of yours. I have read every blog of urs and so many times. Your blogs have helped me a lot to deal with my personal life. Your approach to life changed my perspective about it. Thank you for writing.
Priya - Thanks for your appreciation, I'm too a fan of ur intellect. Your articles, interviews, and information about businesses made me start this blogging journey. I attended all your ted talks and seminars to grasp more about business and economics to get more financially stable. So thank you.
Both smiled.
Suddenly Priya realised the important thing.
Priya - Mr Kapoor, mujhe appse kuch share karna hai.
Ram - Yep, I am listening.
Priya - Mera headname Arora nhi tha, sood tha, mene phir meri maa ka headname adopt kiya.
Ram - Oh, ok. What's the deal about it?
Priya - Umm, Mahendra Sood was my Father.
Ram was shocked to hear this.
Priya - Mr Kapoor, I am sorry for what he did and if you aren't comfortable, we can stop talking. But I am no way responsible for his actions and I hate him, I don't give a fuck about him. It's absolutely fine if you don't want to talk to me as it's understandable but I have my own identity and I have moved on. My self-respect is very important to me.
He kept his hand on hers.
Ram - I know you have moved on, Ms Priya Arora. You don't have to worry about it. You and your family is no way responsible for what he did. I never had grudge against your family. I met your mother that day as you know already and I really felt bad for y'all. But I am also happy that you have come so far in your life, it's inspiring. My dad got justice and ur, err, that guy got his punishment. That thing is past, let it remain like that. We sho, I mean you should move on and live your present wholeheartedly. Never belittle yourself and always remember you have inspired thousands of people. You are Ms Priya Arora, The famous blogger, The Professor, The English Literaturer.
His last lines chuckled her and her eyes had some tears and some joy.
He passed some tissue and she wiped those little tears.
They enjoyed their unofficial date. They were leaving. Before sitting in her car, she said, "Thanks for the date, Mr Kapoor." Without waiting for him to react, she left. Ram had a huge smile on his face.
