Light at the end of the tunnel

CHAPTER TWELVE

Everyone has talent, but to translate it into ability takes hardwork.
_salamatullah

CHAPTER TWELVE

Taheera

Mai-kano taheera sadiq” a lady who dressed quite a secretary called out my name, I stood up and rambled out of the reception to the office. The moment I slide away the wooden door knob, I met eye to eye with, oh wait guess who. I met Saleem! Yes the Saleem you all knew!

I slowly pushed back the door and strolled over to the seat that I believe it was meant for interviewers. “Hello miss taheera, it’s such a pleasure to have you here” one of the men in the room said and I gave him a little bit beam and muttered a thank you. “ so you’re that anonymous artist hmm” one man besides Saleem teased giggling.

And Saleem Wow he’s here, right here, sitting on the chair opposite side of me, stealing stares. I never thought I’d see him again, not even in my dreams or my malignant daydream, I was convinced that the likelihood of our paths ever crossing was minimal, I can’t even remember the last time I thought about him.

But here he was, standing right before my eyes, and from the stares he’s throwing up you’d say they’re tons of words in his mouth. I grinned a little and reply the man “ well, yeah” .

“so…where did you worked before, because from the information we saw in your résumé you’re very experienced” I blushed a bit due to the compliment and answered him “ well, I haven’t work in any other place before nor had an interview, nonetheless this is my first interview to begin with” I pressed my lips gently looking everywhere in the room but Saleem.

                       Few minutes later

Congratulations taheera sadiq you are now one of us” the man said  “ I couldn’t even reply him due to the shock that strive through me, like I finally got a job, a permanent one!” “thank you sir, thank you I really appreciate” I exclaimed “be obliged to your talent and résumé of course” a man beside Saleem blurt out

“You are to start work by next week so that by then your office and tablet will be ready…and it’s nice meeting you once again taheera, I go by the name Saleem Abu-Bakr” Saleem straighten out his hand for a shake and I give out mine as well.

As I was descending down the staircase, my phone started ringing and it turns out to be Nurain, I slide out the green caller and screamed out his name gaily with so much love and appreciation. “woo Babe are you okay!” he exclaimed through the phone “how did it go, I mean the interview…you get the job?”  “where are you right now? Can you please come pick me up we need to celebrate” I blurted heartily. “I was about to give you a call then yours came through,  am on my way give me some minutes okay?” I nodded as if he’s here with me and cutted the call.

“T” the word T made my heartily smile dropped, I inhale and exhale the most heaviest breath for a while. I paused after descending the last step and faced him, he stands in the door way before strolling over towards me.

I am taheera sadiq please” I said cold-heartedly and he smile, he smile as if nothing has ever  happen between us before. “how may I be of help to you sir?” I said forcing a beam of smile on my face  “you don’t have to force it T” I frowned yet form a confuse look “you changed a lot, you look more nicer and matured unlike then” I barely open my mouth to utter a word when I felt someone’s touch around my shoulder, I hurriedly spin around to see who was it and it was Nurain “hey babe sorry for making you wait”

That’s okay…shall we?” I bended my head sideways grinning like a kid then put in my hand through his arm and left Saleem there doing only God knows what.