Twisted Love

Chapter 1: The Workaholic

In the heart of Mumbai, amidst the towering skyscrapers and busy streets, lived Kundan, a man consumed by the relentless pursuit of success. His life revolved around his business, leaving no room for personal relationships, let alone love. With each passing day, his dedication to work seemed to grow stronger, while his heart grew distant.

One busy morning, Kundan sat in his lavishly decorated office, surrounded by charts, financial reports, and an air of urgency. His phone rang incessantly, and his secretary rushed in with a pile of documents.

"Mr. Kundan, you have back-to-back meetings scheduled today, starting with the investors' conference call," the secretary informed him.

Kundan sighed heavily, "Alright, let them know I'll be there in five minutes."

As he prepared for yet another grueling day, Kundan's mind wandered for a brief moment to thoughts of happiness and companionship, but he quickly pushed them aside. Love was a distraction he couldn't afford.

Later that day, on his way to the conference call, Kundan found himself caught in the notorious Mumbai traffic. As he waited impatiently, he noticed a young woman, Ayesha, on the roadside. She seemed to be trying to fix her bicycle's flat tire. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the chaotic world around them seemed to fade away.

Ayesha was a vision of kindness and warmth, her eyes reflecting the compassion she held for the world. Kundan couldn't help but feel drawn to her in an inexplicable way. As he watched her struggle with the bicycle, a part of him wanted to jump out of the car and help her, but his relentless schedule held him captive.

After what felt like an eternity, Kundan reached his destination and participated in the conference call. His mind, however, kept drifting back to the mysterious encounter with Ayesha. He couldn't shake the feeling that he had just experienced something extraordinary.

Curiosity gnawed at him, and the very next day, Kundan decided to visit the hospital where Ayesha worked. He concocted a small plan, pretending to have twisted his ankle. With a slight grimace, he walked into the hospital, searching for Ayesha.

As luck would have it, he spotted her attending to a patient in the hallway. She looked up and saw him, a glimmer of recognition in her eyes. She approached him with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Kundan, what brings you here?" Ayesha asked, her caring nature evident in her voice.

"Oh, it's nothing serious," Kundan replied, attempting to sound casual. "I twisted my ankle and thought I'd get it checked."

Ayesha raised an eyebrow but didn't push further. Instead, she led him to a nearby room and examined his ankle with a professional touch.

"It doesn't seem too bad," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice. "You just need some rest and maybe an ice pack."

Kundan couldn't help but chuckle, feeling slightly embarrassed by his small ruse. "You caught me," he admitted. "I just... wanted to see you again."

Ayesha's eyes softened, and she smiled warmly. "Well, I'm glad you came. I hope your ankle feels better soon."

As Kundan left the hospital that day, he couldn't stop thinking about Ayesha. There was something enchanting about her that he couldn't ignore. Despite his busy schedule, he found himself eager to visit the hospital more often, even if it meant creating excuses.

Little did Kundan know that this chance encounter with Ayesha would be the beginning of a profound transformation in his life—a journey filled with love, compassion, and the discovery of a world beyond the confines of work.