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A Lively Month at the Office:
The office had always been a hive of activity, but ever since Aarya joined a month ago, it had become more vibrant and cheerful. Her jovial personality and unintentional clumsiness brought a unique charm that everyone appreciated. From the watchman to the manager, she had managed to build a special connection with everyone.
Despite being carefree and playful, Aarya was no slacker. She impressed everyone with her ability to manage workloads efficiently, even when the intimidating CEO, Rudransh Suryawanshi, handed her challenging tasks. Though he never expressed it, Rudransh secretly admired her dedication and talent. Her presence had undeniably lightened the atmosphere of the office.
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Morning Antics
As Aarya approached the office gate, she greeted the watchman with her usual chirpy smile.
"Bhaiya, aap hamesha yahin baithe rehte ho. Kabhi humare saath chai kyun nahi peete?"
The watchman chuckled and replied, "Madam, aapne kab bulaya?"
"Achha? Toh kal shaam pakka chai canteen mein. It's a date!" she said, laughing as she walked inside.
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Inside the office, Aarya's day started like any other-with a minor mishap. She accidentally bumped into the peon, Ramesh, who was carrying a tray of tea cups. The cups wobbled precariously, but Ramesh's quick reflexes saved the day.
"Ramesh bhaiya! Aapke reflexes toh Spiderman se bhi fast hain!" Aarya exclaimed dramatically.
"Madam, bas aap roz cheezein mat giraaiye, nahi toh office mein glass bacha hi nahi milega!" Ramesh replied, laughing.
"From today onwards" Aarya said, grabbing her dupatta like a politician, "I declare a 'Save the Glasses' campaign!"
Her antics left everyone in stitches.
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In just a month, Aarya had become the heart of the office. She was always ready with a joke, lightening the mood even during stressful times. Her colleagues often teased her about her clumsiness, but Aarya took it in stride, turning their jokes into moments of laughter.
One day, while preparing tea in the pantry, she managed to spill a little sugar on the counter and almost break the mug .Her friend Priya seized the opportunity to tease her.
"Aarya, agar tum ek din ke liye pantry in-charge ban gayi, toh office ke saare glasses, plates, aur spoons tod dogi!"
Aarya scrunched her nose in a mock annoyance. "Excuse me, Priya! That's not true. I'd only break half of them, not all."
The room erupted in laughter, and even the watchman passing by couldn't help but chuckle.
Later that day, while working on an important project, Aarya managed to spill her pen ink all over her notes. She gasped loudly, causing a few heads to turn.
"Great! Now my notes look like an abstract painting," she muttered, trying to clean up the mess.
One of her colleagues quipped, "Aarya, maybe your true calling is in modern art, not corporate life."
Rudransh, who happened to walk by at that moment, overheard the exchange. He didn't say anything but paused briefly, a faint, amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips before he quickly walked away.
Despite her occasional blunders, Aarya's work spoke for itself. Her reports were detailed, her ideas innovative, and her dedication unmatched. The office was abuzz with her stories, from her clumsy mishaps to her creative problem-solving.
Even Rudransh, who rarely interacted directly with his employees, found himself intrigued by her. She was unlike anyone he'd met before-bright, unapologetically herself, and surprisingly capable despite her chaotic energy. Though he maintained his stoic demeanor, deep down, Aarya's charm was slowly beginning to chip away at his walls.
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One fateful afternoon, Aarya's clumsiness and Rudransh's temper collided-literally. While carrying tea cups for her friends, she accidentally bumped into someone in the corridor, spilling tea all over their shirt.
"Oh no!" Aarya gasped, realizing she had drenched none other than Rudransh. "Your shirt-it's like modern art now! So sorry!"
Rudransh's sharp gaze froze her in place. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" he said icily.
Aarya's panic was soon replaced by nervous humor. "Umm... created a masterpiece? But on the bright side, sir, it's not boring anymore!"
Gasps filled the corridor as employees overheard her audacious response.
"Do you find this funny?" Rudransh asked, his voice cold.
"Well," Aarya said sheepishly, "it's either laugh or cry, and I prefer laughing."
Rudransh's patience was wearing thin. "You're wasting my time. Just get out of my way."
Aarya stepped aside, muttering under her breath, "Bas ek shirt hi thi yrr , manna glti mere thi but ye toh ise dekh rhi thi jaise inka diamond chura liya maine . Mr khadoos hamesa hi serious rhte h . Aisa lgta hai inke smile krne pr na tax lgta h 🤭 isliye ye smile nhi krte warna Inke toh paise kharch ho jayege na . Huh 😒
After speaking to herself aarya left for her work .
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In the cafeteria, Aarya recounted the tea-spilling incident to Priya and her colleagues
"And then he glared at me like I'd spilled tea on the Mona Lisa!" she exclaimed, mimicking Rudransh's expression.
Priya burst out laughing. "Only you could spill tea on the CEO and survive to tell the tale."
"Barely survived," Aarya said, pretending to shudder. "But honestly, Priya, he's so scary! Aur agar thoda smile kare, toh shayad itna daraavna na lage."
Priya smirked. "Sounds like someone's noticing a bit too much about the boss."
"Notice? Nahi yaar!" Aarya waved her hands defensively. "Main bas... aesthetics appreciate karti hoon, that's all."
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Back in his cabin, Rudransh couldn't shake off the encounter. He was used to people tiptoeing around him, but this girl had dared to argue with him-and make jokes at his expense.
"Who even talks like that?" he muttered to himself, loosening his tie. Her words echoed in his mind: "It's either laugh or cry, and I prefer laughing."
A faint smile crept onto his face, but he quickly dismissed it. "Focus, Rudransh. You have more important things to handle."
Yet, every time he tried to concentrate on his work, he found himself replaying the scene. Her unapologetic attitude, her clumsiness, and that cheeky grin-it was infuriatingly unforgettable.
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Later that evening, as Aarya was leaving the office, she noticed Rudransh standing near his car, talking to someone on the phone. He looked frustrated, his hand running through his hair.
For a moment, Aarya considered walking away quietly. But then, her mischievous nature got the better of her.
"Sir!" she called out, jogging over to him.
Rudransh turned, his expression unreadable.
"Just wanted to say," she said with a cheeky smile, "if you need a new shirt, I know a great sale happening nearby. Budget-friendly and stylish!"
Rudransh stared at her, completely caught off guard. Before he could respond, she added, "Goodnight, sir!" and walked away, leaving him standing there, utterly bemused.
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As he drove home that night, Rudransh found himself smirking despite his best efforts. There was something about that girl-her energy, her audacity-that was unlike anything he'd encountered before.
"She's a menace," he muttered to himself. But deep down, he knew she'd already left an impression he couldn't ignore.
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khaas rishta
Romance--- Story Description: Khaas Rishta. STORY WHERE LIFE CHANGES Rudransh Suryawanshi is a powerful and feared leader who hides a secret empire of his own. Although he comes from a wealthy family, he feels distant from them due to the betrayal of his...
