In my black and white world, you painted color of affection stroke by stroke......
"We are meant to be together."
"You are my soulmate."
These words may sound very cliche, but what if they were a reality?
In a Universe of twin flames and soulmat...
Currently, I'm rushing into the office as I woke up late due to lack of sleep. I enter my cabin panting a little, set all my things, and quickly grab a chocolate from the drawer as I didn't have my breakfast and my body is demanding energy. I catch my breath for a few seconds and go into the smaller meeting room.
I have a meeting with the Editorial director Karan Mehta. As I reach the meeting room, I see him coming from the other side. I smile at him as we make eye contact. He opens the door, and we walk in. "Good morning, Ms. Roy" he wishes me, and I reply, "Good morning, Mr. Mehta". We discuss the current project as the editorial department is responsible for acquiring, editing, and proofreading books. We also discuss a potential upcoming project, concluding the meeting. As I reach the handle of the door, I see Mr. Mehta reaching the handle, already opening it for me. I thank him and we go in opposite directions into our departments and I hand over the meeting details to the senior designer.
The rest of the day is pretty boring as I get the rest of the work done and go home early. I reach home and open the door to see an "intruder" present. I place my bag on the sofa. "Hello, stranger," I say to the person who was lying down on the sofa with headphones. I place my hand on her leg, which startles her and makes her jump a little. "YOU IDIOT!!! I almost got a heart attack." I just laugh at her antics.
If you have not already guessed, the person is my only best friend, Manya Desai, who works as a flight attendant and just landed home after 2 days. "How was your layover in Dubai?" She excitedly sits up. "It was for 10 hrs, so we were allowed to visit the nearby places and take a rest for a while. I brought you souvenirs." We chat for a while, and I go and change into comfortable clothes and do the pending work. In the night, we decided to cook dinner together and watch the Netflix series together. We decided to go to sleep early, as we were both very tired from today's events.
NEXT DAY
As the morning rolls, I get out of bed, freshen up, and go to the gym. For the next hour, I concentrate on my workout, go to freshen up, and set my breakfast. I ate my breakfast and peeked into Manya's room, who was sleeping peacefully. I write her a little note, saying her breakfast is on the stove. I drive to the office.
After an hour with all the traffic, I finally reached the office. As I enter the office, the receptionist greets me, and I give her a polite smile and go near the lift, waiting for it to come. "Good morning, Ms. Roy." I hear Mr. Mehta's voice. I smile at him "Good morning Mr., Mehta." We enter the lift, and as I am about to press the floor button, Mr. Mehta also reaches at the same time, our fingers slightly touch and I quickly pull my hand. As we reach the floor, I just give a slight smile and we go in opposite directions.
Today I didn't have any meetings. I just had to check the illustration provided by the artist and give my approval for sending it to the editorial team. I was checking through my emails when the company's official mail popped up on my screen. I open it and it says that there is an annual conference and a celebration at the main branch which is in the US and each branch have to give their report in the form of a presentation and the speaker and all should be selected with the voting process.
I sigh reading the E-mail and write an outline about how to proceed. While I was doing this work, Avika comes to inform me that the senior designer had mailed me the final illustrations. I open that mail and start to look through it making the changes along the way and writing in my notepad where there is a major change or I don't understand.
After 4 hours and 120 pages, I'm done with it and give my approval to send it to the editorial team. I stretch in my seat, releasing the stress from the muscles. At the same time, my stomach growling indicating me to put some food in my system. I look at the time and realize that it is already 2:30 pm. I close my laptop and go down into the cafeteria to grab something to eat. I read through the menu, order some fried rice, and take an empty seat in one of the corners.
While waiting for the food, I scroll through my phone and reply to the messages in our sibling's chat where the war with stickers and memes is currently going on between Bhai and Ayush. I message "You both don't have any work that you people are on your phone doing meme war." This triggers another set of wars only difference is now they are targeted towards me. I laugh a little while shaking my head forgetting for a moment where I was.
I was brought back from my world by someone clearing their throat. I quickly compose my posture and sit up and look at the person who was Mr. Mehta. I give him a polite smile. " Ms. Roy may I join you if you don't mind " he politely asks and I look around to see that all the seats were taken by the other employees so I had to just let him join me. " Ya, sure. No problem" I reply and he takes the seat in front of me. I keep my phone aside to not be rude. " I have received the file from the senior designer just now. I heard you spent over 4 hours looking through them. I really admire you for it and you made our task a bit easier." He starts. "Nothing like that Mr. Mehta. It is my work and my job. As the artist gives their 100% I have to give my 200% and make their work shine. As for making your work easy, I'm not sure "I say. Before he could talk both our orders were called. We went to the counter to get our plates and had a little talk about work while we finished our lunch.
As the day progressed, I got some of the work done and went home. As soon as I enter the home, I'm hit with the aromatic smell of food. I rush to the kitchen to see Manya has prepared so many various dishes. " go change and come, we can eat while watching something " she says seeing me staring at all the food. I quickly run into my room, change into comfortable clothes and run back down to see her already setting the food on the small table in the room. I go and connect my laptop and see for the options to watch. In the end, we decided to watch the drama called "My Demon ." We enjoy the food and the drama. After binge-watching several episodes we decided to call it a night.
AAROHI'S OUTFIT
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