OH OVERWHELMING LOVE!

✨CHAPTER 19✨

"Trust the seeds you're planting.................."

Shubhita stood outside the gates of Bright Future Academy, the morning sun warming her face. She took out her phone and dialed Vatsal's number, her heart racing with excitement. When he answered, she put on her best sombre tone.

"Vatsal... I couldn't do it," Shubhita said, her voice low and heavy with mock disappointment.

There was a brief pause on the other end before Vatsal responded, his voice gentle and comforting. "It's okay. You'll have other chances."

"I tried so hard," she continued, her tone even more sorrowful. "But they said I wasn't a good fit."

"Shubhita, you did your best, and that's what matters," Vatsal said, his concern growing. "We'll find another opportunity."

"And then," Shubhita added, her voice quivering, "Mrs. Dixit said she appreciated my efforts but couldn't offer me the position."

"Hey, it's their loss," Vatsal reassured her, his voice firm. "You're dedicated. The right job will come along."

Unable to hold it in any longer, Shubhita let out a joyful shriek. "You're so easy to fool. Was just kidding! I got the job!"

There was a moment of stunned silence on the other end, followed by a loud, relieved laugh from Vatsal. "You know, you're such an idiot, Shubhita!"

Shubhita was practically bouncing with excitement. "I know, right? You know, Mrs. Dixit said she was impressed with my ideas and enthusiasm. She offered me the position right there in the office!"

"That's amazing," Vatsal said, his pride evident in his voice. "You deserve this so much."

"Thank you," she replied, her voice filled with joy. "Well, I'm outside the school now, trying to find an autorickshaw," Shubhita said, glancing around. "The cabs are charging too much."

"Okay, go carefully," Vatsal instructed. "And call me once you get home."

"I will," she promised, her heart full.

As she ended the call, Shubhita felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and excitement for the journey ahead. She hailed an auto rickshaw, eager to get home and start this new chapter in her life.

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Vatsal slumped in his chair, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of him. The buzzing energy of the newsroom, once so invigorating, now felt oppressive. He could feel the weight of the office politics bearing down on him, a stark contrast to the passion he once had for journalism. Ever since his return from his marriage leave, the dynamics at work had shifted drastically. Groupism and petty rivalries had taken root, turning the office into a battleground for personal vendettas rather than a place dedicated to reporting the truth.

He rubbed his temples, trying to fend off the growing headache. This wasn't what he had signed up for. He had always dreamed of being a news presenter, someone who brought important stories to the public eye. Instead, he was stuck behind the scenes, dealing with egos and power plays. The reality of his situation weighed heavily on him. Moving to Noida to work had been a huge step, a declaration of his commitment to his chosen career path, despite his father's insistence on engineering.

Vatsal's thoughts drifted to his father, the man who had never understood his passion for journalism. "Be like Vishal," his father had said, pushing him towards a stable career in engineering. But Vatsal had fought back, determined to carve his own path.

Now, sitting in this toxic environment, he couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret. His father's words echoed in his mind: "Value your work, but also work where you're valued."