............................................ क्यों? क्या हमारे बीच कोई संबंध है? ............................................
A D H W I T
"Sir you have to go to Lucknow for some business purposes!" said Arsh; Arsh Saxena, my secretary. I've always been sharing a good relation with Lucknow, since I've started my business. And moreover, My first and most beloved Penthouse is also there so I got another reason for it. So I agreed, "Okay, and Arsh, do tell me when do I have to go?" "Umm sir, your schedule says that you have to go tomorrow evening at 5 pm by your private jet! Will you be comfortable with it?" he asked in a professional way! "yeah, and for how many days are we going?" "For a week sir!" "okay. You may go" and he left. And I began concentration my work when my door flung open "DON'T YOU HAVE FUCKING MANNERS? NOW DO I HAVE TO MAKE YOU JOIN NURSERY CLASSES IN ORDER TO MAKE YOU AWARE THAT YOU SHOULD KNOCK BEFORE COMING INTO MY OFFICE?" I yelled, my gaze still glued to the computer screen. "Chill man, anger is dangerous for your health. Here, drink some cola." I heard a familiar, no no very familiar voice, and this was the only cause that I lifter mt gaze up, only to find that my pain in ass here. Opps sorry, meet him, he is Dhruv Khanna my only bestfriend since childhood...
"are kutte tu?" "nah vo to tu h!" and we all burst into laughter... "vese tu yaha karne kya aaya h?" I asked taking a can from his hand. "Arsh ne bataya ki tu Lucknow jaa rha h. To socha me bhi chala jau. Mereko bhi thoda kaam h!" well he is a Doctor, a very successful one, at the age of 24, and I'm proud of him... "hmm thik!".
My phone rang... "Hello? Who's there?" I growled, who tf is calling at 4 am? "G-Good M-Morn-ing S-Sir!" "Arsh?" my sleep vanished as I heard his voice "Arsh, kya hua?" "S-Sir v-vo Actually, A-apke Privet jet- "Are yaar tu chup kar, kal tak nahi bol payega." it was Dhruv. He was on conference call. "Sun Adhwit, Tere privet jet me koi kharabi aa gai h to ab hum tere jet se nahi jaa sakte. To mene socha ki hum Train se chalte h!" "Arsh, couldn't you chek the jet beforehand huh? And-" "Shut up yaar Adhwit, I kabhi kabhi adjust bhi kar liya kar. Please!" "Thik" "to fir sun, 5 baje train h. Station pe milte h. Just in case hum station pe na mile, We have a reservation in D-4, seat number 75 and 76. 75 is yours, the middle one and 76 is mine, the isle one." and he cut off.
Wearing my Black high neck, and jeans along with a Black overcoat and boots, I'm good to go.
I'm at the seat waiting for Dhruv... Suddenly I heard a very familiar voice "Haa haa mummy bait gai hu train me... Haa Paridhi nahi aa h ab tak. Aati hi hogi. Hmmm hmm, byeee take care. Love you." And our gaze met. "youh?" we both said at the same time. "Sorry Adhwit bhai thoda late ho gya tha...!" "Hmm koi ni!" "bhai, vese seat exchange karga?" "kyu?" I asked. "Vk tere bagal me jo ladki bethi h nn to..." he said while blushing "tu yaha pe Safar karne aaya h ki ladki taadne?" and he got quite after that.
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"KYAH? ESE KESE. YAAR PARIDHI BATANA TO CHAIYE THA NNN?" suddenly she yelled, grabbing everyone's attention... "sorry. I'm sorry." she apologized. Wow!!! I mean she can apologize to strangers but not me... 'who are you to her that you are calling them strangers?' My subconscious mind mocked. "Yaar paridhi, ese kese. Ab me kya karungi. Isi liye mene bus se jane se bhi mana kar diya. Ab me kese rahungi akele?" She said getting worried..
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"Bro, we reached, listen I'm going early avoiding this hustle bustle as my client needs me. And yeah, if that qt asks for me, give her my number please." said dhruv and left. I mean why in the universe will she asked for An animal? She went to washroom and from there she joined the line formed in the isle. I also stood behind her.
Suddenly there was a strong push from behind that she closed her eyes and...
ADHWIT'S OUTFIT.
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DHRUV'S OUTFIT.
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