The Silence Between Us

Blueprint of dreams

--On the other hand--

~Male lead POV~

I tell my secretary to get more details about Aarush Singhania. I want to know more about him so that I can compete well. We should know more about our competitors in detail than our friends. So, I make sure to dig out all the information regarding him.

~FEW DAYS LATER~

                     -- Ayesha POV --

"Ayesha.... wake up. It's already 9:00 A.M," Mom yells.

"Ugh, yeah yeah... I'm awake," I grumble, my voice still rough with sleep. Dragging myself out of bed, I stumble through the morning routine before making my way downstairs for breakfast.

"I should have sent you to the military... and you would have learned how it feels to wake up early," Mom says sarcastically.

"Oh c'mon... Don't scold my daughter now. She must have been tired. Right, dear..?" Dad says with a playful smile and winks at me. His playful smile aims at softening the morning banter.

"Yeap... I was damn tired after reading so many books last night," I chuckle.

While having this fun convo, I take a slice of bread and start spreading butter on it. We all have breakfast and hope for a day 'smooth like butter' LOL.

Well, today I will accompany my dad as our architecture firm will have an opportunity to take up a very big and important project. My dad works all night to prepare a perfect presentation that embodies excellence in every aspect. Most importantly, I believe in him that he will take up this opportunity and put his heart into it.

Before going out of the house, Mom wishes us good luck with curd and sugar.

After a while, we reach the office. My dad encourages all our employees to be positive.

Then we go to the meeting room and prepare everything so that the presentation goes well.

The client reaches the office with his secretary, and we welcome him with a bouquet of vibrant and attractive flowers. He looks a little happy so we can assume that he is in a good state of mind and mood. We all go to the meeting room and start the presentation.

Seated in the conference room, my father leads the presentation with confidence, each slide meticulously crafted to impress.

With the expressions of clients and nods, it conveys that they are quite impressed.

I am feeling so proud that after all the struggle my father is standing somewhere he deserves to be.

After 45 minutes, the presentation ends.

My dad and everyone present in the meeting room look at the client.

Then my dad poses the question, his voice laced in hope - "So sir, what do you think about working with us?"

The client nods and says - "We would love to work with you. The presentation was also perfect and impressive but I will also have to discuss it with my partner. He was not able to make it here because of some health issue but we will let you know whatever we will decide."

"Sure sir, Take your time and let us know when you have. Thank you so much for your precious time," Dad responds with grace, his smile unwavering despite the uncertainty.

The client leaves the room and everyone takes a deep breath of relief.

I go up to Dad and say - "Don't worry dad. We have done our part now let's leave it to them. Whatever they decide will not change the image I have created of you."

He smiles widely and takes me into his arms.

After a while, my dad comes to the cafeteria to pick me up. I will be going to the site with my dad on which he is currently working. I always like to see his work not as a daughter but as a professional architect.

I have not been practicing my job because I feel like I still have a lot to learn from my dad. My academic education is completed. I have a degree but still, I have a lot on my plate left to learn right now from my dad.

We both go to the site. As I step onto the land, I am really mesmerized as it is really spacious with a perfect view.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" My dad says while looking at me with a smile.

"It's damn good. The owner must have put in a lot," I reply with a big smile.

"Come I will show you the plan," Dad says.

"Yeah, sure. I am so excited."

"So, it's a nuclear family consisting of children. So I planned for 2 guest rooms, one master bedroom, and one kids room with a living room, modern kitchen, and bathroom. The exteriors and walls will have a peach color with a white highlight combination," Dad explains while showing the papers.

"Wow! That's actually pretty good. It will be perfect for their family and will match the landscape here," I say.

"You know what is the enthusiastic part of being an architect?" Dad asks while raising his eyebrows.

"To be able to build houses for people to live," I say skeptically.

"That's for sure, but the most exciting part is when you see the smiles on their faces. The trust they have in us that we will be able to make their dream house a reality. When they see the finished work and smile sometimes with tears in their eyes is what I feel is the most exciting thing to experience," Dad articulates.

"I never realized this. Maybe when I turn someone's dream into reality, I will witness this feeling," I state.

Dad smiles and shows me around the site. As I stated, I still have a lot to learn from my dad and this is what I am referring to. He is someone who shows me the right path. Now, as I learn about this feeling, I am very much excited to make someone's dream house turn into a reality.

--ON THE OTHER HAND--

The client gets a call and says - "Okay... sure. Yes, I will be there. No, I haven't decided anything about this project so we will give you a chance too."