Sun shined bright.. peeking into houses through windows disturbing the sleep of a beautiful young lady... curled up like a ball..
Her milky white skin turning yellow with the golden rays of sun hitting her face.. her soft pink lips turning into a pout and eyes shut tightly... not wanting to get up from her much needed beauty sleep..
"Yaar abhi toh soyi thi main.. itni jaldi kaise subah ho gyi?..."
["Yaar I just slept now... how did it become morning so soon?..."]
Convincing herself to start her day she finally gets up from her cozy soft bed biding a heartfelt goodbye to her dear friend before sulking all the way to washroom..
Here comes Monday... The day that receives lots of hate from people across the globe.. And it was nothing new for SUBHARNA SEKHAWAT
Coming out of her washroom after mentally mapping out her day.. she wore a baby pink anarkali perfectly hugging her curves... wet hairs falling on her shoulders giving her a etheral look... Taking a towel to dry her hair she sat down infront of the large mirror that stood there admiring the beauty infront of it.. She started applying a light makeup to her already perfect face only to get disturbed by a phone call...
"Hello-"
"Where are the files that I asked you to send me yesterday?... The hell are you doing? What do you think of yourself huh? Kitne kaamchor ho gye ho sab ke sab.. koi bhi ek kaam dhang se nhi Kar sakta"
["All of you have become lazy.. no one can do a single thing properly"]
"Wo mister who are you?"
"Who are you? You are asking me who I am? Samajhte kya ho khudko han? I am your boss... Just because you are my dad's friend's son I am tolerating all your antics or else-"
"Or else what Mr.? First of all I am not your Dad's friend's son... I am Subharna Sekhawat... And secondly my boss is not as khadus as you so bye... have a nice day"
She cut the call after saying the last part sarcastically visibly irritated...
"Pehle toh meri neend puri nahi hua aur upar se ye khadus admi... subah subah dimaag ka Dahi banake rakha hai.. Man toh karta h ki Agra walo ko bulake uske Ghar bhejdu. Bolu... Jao le jao aise nautankibaaj satka hua aadmi ko... Kaun he ye log kahan se aa jate hai... hmp pagal"
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Reaching her work she was greeted by her friend aka the vice precident of the company.. Aditya Verma... A charming guy with sugar coated lips... kind and cute.. with a sleek figure and soft facial textures...
"Yelo.. Agar company ka president hi late se ayegi toh kisi aur se kya expect kare?"
["If company's president will come late what can we expect from others?"]
He blurted out trying to maintain a straight face and handed her a cup of coffee but Subharna already irritated by her morning encounters replied frustratedly...
"Yaar Adi tu aur Mera mood kharap mat Kar pehle se hi dimag kharap karke rakha h subah subah"
["Yaar Adi please don't make my mood worse I am already brainstormed from morning"]
"Uske liye dimag hona bhi chahiye"
["For that u need to have a brain"]
"Nikal yahan se. Pehli fursat main nikal... aur kabhi dikh mat jana mujhe warna maar dalungi.. bhag yahanse!"
["Get out of here... Go and don't you ever dare to come infront of me or else I will kill you"]
A sigh escaped her mouth and she walked to her seat... with the cup of coffee in her hand... she was really tired... staying up all night accompanying her brothers watching a movie till 3 am was not at all a good idea and she regretted much.. She lazily prepared herself for the day's event starting to get productive...
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