TRUE LOVE NEVER GIVES UP

Chapter-33: Marriage Proposal

Manik, Raj, and Neyonika were deep in discussions with Mahir at Sehgal Industries. The meeting room was a blend of sleek modernity and classic touches, with large windows letting in the morning sunlight. The atmosphere was focused, with each of them engaged in the nuances of the collaboration.

Raj leaned forward, studying the documents spread out on the table. "The timelines seem tight, but I believe we can manage if we streamline the supply chain."

Mahir nodded thoughtfully. "We've already initiated preliminary discussions with the logistics team. We're confident that we can meet the deadlines, but it will require close coordination."

Manik, who had been listening intently, added, "We should also consider potential market fluctuations. With the current economic scenario, we need a contingency plan."

Neyonika glanced at her son, a small smile playing on her lips. "Always thinking ahead, aren't you, Manik?"

He smiled back, "It's important to stay prepared, especially with a project of this scale."

Mahir said impressed by his answer. "You're right, Manik. And I'm glad to see you're as sharp as your father."

Manik chuckled, shaking off the lingering thoughts. "Just trying to process all the details. We've got a lot on our plate."

Neyonika, interrupt. "Speaking of which, we should finalize the budget allocations. I suggest we review the financial forecasts before we proceed."

The rest of the meeting continued in a similar vein, with detailed discussions and strategic planning, setting the foundation for what was to come.

Meanwhile, Alya and Mukti were at home, sitting on the plush sofa in the living room, surrounded by sketches, fabric samples, and design inspiration boards. The room had a creative chaos to it, with Mukti sketching furiously while Alya sifted through her phone, looking for fashion trends.

Mukti sighed, putting her pencil down and stretching her arms. "I'm so used to working in a studio. This working from home thing is getting to me."

Alya glanced at her and nodded. "I know what you mean. It's like the energy is different. I miss the hustle and bustle."

Mukti leaned back, tapping her pencil against her chin. "But on the bright side, we're working with Infinite Talents. That's huge, Alya. Can you believe it?"

Alya smiled, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I know! It's like a dream come true. And to think, we're just getting started. This is going to be big for us."

Mukti nodded, then her expression turned teasing. "You're not just excited about the work, are you? You've always admired Bela Sehgal."

Alya blushed slightly, but she didn't deny it. "Okay, maybe a little. She's been my role model for so long. And now, to be able to work under her guidance, it's just surreal."

Mukti smirked. "You'll do great. I'm sure of it."

Alya grinned. "Thanks, Mukti. And you're going to blow them away with your designs. I just know it."

They shared a high-five, the energy in the room lifting as they returned to their respective tasks, the excitement of what lay ahead driving them forward.

Elsewhere, Nandini and Navya were seated at a cozy corner table in a bustling restaurant. The atmosphere was lively, with the clinking of cutlery, the hum of conversation, and the occasional burst of laughter filling the air.

Navya was leaning forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Okay, spill. Who is this mysterious boyfriend of yours?"

Nandini, who had been sipping on her lemonade, nearly choked at the directness of the question. She put down her glass, her cheeks flushing a deep pink. "Navya, you know I can't tell you just yet."