A Human after all

Little accidents (5)

I was on the rooftop of my house with my mom, Ammi came to the city to visit me here at my place, we were walking and chatting, the sky was dark and full of stars, the view was one that could only be seen in movies or paintings, it was all so beautiful, the light breezes that came in from time to time made the walk even more worth it. Mom was telling me about her week and all the details about it, how dad was being a workaholic, he wouldn't rest even on Sundays. How Ammar annoys her and how Sadia bhabi is spoiling him.

I was looking at Ammi the whole time while walking, I was mesmerized by her beauty, how can a woman look so elegant and decent without even trying. She was wearing her simple night suit which was a gray kurta shalwar with a matching dupatta covering her head, the gray color complimenting her ivory skin. Although none of my servants come to the rooftop at night, she still didn't like to walk in an open space without her head being covered. I was listening to her every detail and I couldn't stop thanking Allah for blessing me with loving, supportive and understanding parents, how peaceful it is to talk to them. I was lost in our conversation and kept looking at her, forgetting I was heading towards the slight slope on the cemented floor and my thick soled slippers did not help at all.

Why did I even wear these to walk.

And just like that my ankle twisted and made a sound I've never heard before, my breathe stuck in my throat. Mom looked at me with concern evident in her eyes, I couldn't speak for a moment.
Kya hua Aariz? Chout lagi hai? Beta are you okay? (What happened Aariz? Did you get hurt?)

"Ji Ammi, theek hun, I guess I sprained my ankle"(yes ammi, I'm fine) I said painfully, trying to ease the pain a little by moving my toe, it hurts to even move it.
"Ye kese jootay pehne hain, itne oonchay, wo slippers pehn lo" (what kind of shoes are you wearing, they're so high, wear those slippers instead) she instructed. I limped towards them, and changed into the slippers. Yep these are better, way better. But now I was limping. Alhumdulillah it isn't that bad. I could still walk. It was now 1:00 am, ammi felt a little sleepy, so we walked for about half an hour more, and then went downstairs to sleep.

I went to my office everyday limping just like that. I could see everyone looking at me wondering what happened. Forget my impression, I have a meeting today.

Getting done from the meeting, nobody really noticed my leg, even if they did, they didn't ask. Dang, am I that intimidating?

                         Zunaira's POV

"Ammi told me you needed a job urgently, I wasn't sure about your qualifications so we haven't decided what your designation should be, yet. Can you submit your CV to my secretary Azlan, he will direct you accordingly. I will take my leave now." His words drenched in professionalism. I was lost.

I had no idea about what he was saying. Couldn't recall a word. I was barely listening, hell I was barely even standing there, I just kept admiring his features. All I could remember was he pointed at the man behind us who was sitting on his desk. Probably doing something, what did he call him, oh Azlan, right. But all I could think about right now, was him, his attitude, his perfectly chiseled jaw, his little stubble which looked untouched, but still very well settled, no imperfections in anything, everything fit perfectly in its place. Nothing looked out of place.
He looked at me awkwardly, oh was I still staring at him? I quickly nodded and turned my face in the direction of his secretary.
I could hear his footsteps, they were fading, he walked away. I went to the little open cabin in front of me, I asked his secretary about what my work will be. He asked me about my CV "Oh, I have it here"
I said, handing him the file that I was holding. I still couldn't stop thinking about him. I looked around and realized there were no females here. I guessed the room in front of us was his, as he walked out of the lavish building, everything here was well designed just like him, and his personality. Well-sorted. And Perfect.
"Hmm, Um, I think you will be able to work as an assistant co-ordinator for now, you will have your own cabin downstairs. I see you don't have any previous job experience, I'll tell Sara to you help you out, she'll teach you the work." Azlan, I suppose, he talked like a robot. He was a good looking man, he looked to be the same age as Aariz.

I turned to my side when he told me Sara was here, she was waving at me from the stairs, I waved back at her, I could tell from the way she looked we could become friends easily. I sprinted towards her, it wasn't a long way, but it felt really long because she was looking at me the whole time. It made me a little nervous. And great, the hem of my wide trousers got stuck in a chair and it made a huge sound in the quiet office, everyone working there looked at me with not-so-impressed looks. But they all went back to work in a moment. "What a great start'' I sighed.