if anyone asks me about the moon or stars, I would say His Eyes
I didn't realise how important she was to me until she was gone.
I got lost in the eyes, which were never mine; I got lost in the smile, which made me lose mine; and at last, I had to p...
The next morning, Sitara donned a beautiful white dress that accentuated her natural beauty. She arrived at the mill and greeted the workers with a warm smile, ready to start her day. She immersed herself in the records and accounts, meticulously going through each detail.
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Suddenly, a worker approached her. "Ma'am, there's someone outside looking for a job. He says he can do any kind of work."
Sitara looked up, her curiosity piqued. "Alright, I'll go see him."
She made her way to the entrance of the mill, where she saw a man standing with his back to her. He was dressed in simple, worn clothes, clearly meant to blend in with the workers.
"Hello," Sitara greeted, "I'm told you're looking for a job."
The man turned around, and Sitara's breath caught in her throat. It was Gagan, but not the Gagan she knew. He looked different, humble, and earnest, a stark contrast to his usual arrogant demeanor.
"Gagan, sir?" she asked, her voice a mix of shock and confusion.
Sitara stood there, her mind reeling from the sight of Gagan standing before her, dressed like a common worker. She blinks, trying to make sense of the situation.
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"Sir?" she started, hesitant and bewildered.
Gagan quickly interrupted her. "Mam, don't call me sir. I'm just an ordinary person now. Call me Gagan," he said, acting innocently.
Sitara was taken aback by his behavior. Did he lose his memory? Why was he acting so strangely? "Sir, what are you doing here? You're a billionaire and the owner of many multinational companies. Why do you want to work here? Please, sir, don't play pranks on me and go back to your business."
Before Gagan could respond, Sitara's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Vijay. She answered the call, her confusion evident in her voice.
Sitara: "Hello, Vijay?"
Vijay: "Sitara," Vijay's voice came through the phone, sounding amused, "I know you're very confused right now, but this is your chance to take revenge. I've appointed Gagan as your servant. Now you can boss him around. All the best."
