Not Ours, Yet Ours

Subtly Possessive?

The morning sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the Khurana Corp building as Ujasha walked into the sleek reception area, her mind a whirlwind of excitement. 

Today was her second week at the company, and she had already started finding her way through the maze of corporate dynamics. There was the ever-serious Suryansh, her new boss, who seemed allergic to laughter, and his prankster brother Gauransh, who had pulled off a chair stunt last week that almost landed her on the floor.

But today was different. Today, Ujasha had a plan.

She breezed into the office, a small smirk playing on her lips, already thinking of the harmless revenge she had planned for Gauransh.

(Author: Hamko chahi badla! Hum kaunu ke Ujasha Vujasha nahi, ii hai humra hathiyaar or ii hai gauransh ka sthaan) 

A box of fresh doughnuts in her hand and a devious twinkle in her eyes, she placed them on his desk just before anyone else arrived. A little something to teach him that pranks can be a two-way street. The doughnuts, of course, were stuffed with an absurd amount of mustard instead of cream.

As she straightened up, she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"Ah, if it isn't the Khurana family's newest tormentor!" Digvijay Khurana's voice carried a deep, amused tone, and Ujasha spun around to see him standing at the door of Suryansh's office, watching her with an unreadable expression. He was the patriarch of the family, and even though he didn't work hands-on in the business anymore, his presence loomed large over every decision.

Ujasha felt a jolt of nervousness but quickly masked it with a playful grin. "Good morning, Mr. Khurana. I was just... leaving Gauransh a small 'welcome back' gift."

Digvijay's smile broadened. "Mustard in doughnuts, I see?"

Her eyes widened, and she almost blushed. "Oh, Aapko pata chal gaya." (Oh! You noticed)

"I've seen every kind of office prank over the years, but this one is creative," he chuckled, eyes twinkling. "You remind me of someone I once knew who used to pull similar stunts on me." He was clearly referring to Surashi, his wife, who had her own way of keeping things light-hearted.

Ujasha felt her tension ease. Digvijay wasn't one to intimidate; he had a way of making her feel welcome in a world where she was still trying to find her place. "I guess Gauransh deserves it for the chair stunt last week," she replied.

Before Digvijay could answer, Surashi Khurana appeared in the hallway, wearing her signature silk saree and a soft smile on her face. She glanced at Ujasha with a knowing look."Digvijay, are you causing trouble again?" Surashi asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Or is it this young lady I've heard about?"

"Actually," Digvijay said, raising a brow, "She's causing trouble, but in a good way. Humare Gauransh ko sahi takkar de rahin hain ye. I like her style." (She'll give our Gauransh a tough competition.)

Surashi approached Ujasha, looking her up and down approvingly. "I've heard about you from Gauransh. He's quite fond of you already, it seems."

Ujasha laughed nervously. "Ji, itne fond ki pehle din hi mujh pe vo prank kar dala." (Fond enough to prank me on my first day, if that counts.)

Surashi gave a small laugh. "Good. Aise hi cheezein interesting rehni chahiye. Humare ladkon ko line pe rakhne wala bhi to koi chahiye." (Keeps things interesting around here. Besides, you've got to keep those boys in line.)

"Speaking of which," Ujasha said, glancing toward the door leading to the brothers' offices, "I should get to work isse pehle ki main range haathon pakdi jaun." (before I get caught red-handed.)