Anurakti

66: Enough is Enough

"You need rest. Let's go back home."
Samidha requested for the hundredth time and Sahaj shook his head in no as he leaned down on the table, writing down some things.

"You go back. You should rest anyways."

"So should you."

"I can't Samidha. This one project can make me the biggest pharmaceutical company in India. Do you understand the power I'll establish if I get this? I have to make sure I get this tender."

He yawned.

"Your body wants sleep Sahaj. You haven't slept for three days."

She cried out in frustration, but Sahaj's focus was diverted to a message that popped up on the screen

"I knew it. I fucking knew it!"
He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes to keep himself from throwing away things.

Opening his eyes, and ignoring her he dialled a number.

"Hello? Make sure there's a new officer at that position tomorrow.........And burn the money."

"What happened?"

"Bakshi. He wants revenge against me. He wasn't going to let me win anyway. But he also took money to not let anyone else win. The whole process turned corrupt."
Sahaj mumbled stretching himself and getting back to reading the past tenders among the Pharmaceutical companies.

"Who's Bakshi?"

"He's the head of the procurement team. The team who handles tenders."
Sahaj explained not minding her much.

"And you are still working so hard even though you know you won't get it?"

"I'll make the best tender. There shouldn't even be a second thought about who it should go to."

"Let's go home please. I don't like you working this hard."
Samidha requested and Sahaj leaned back on his chair.

"You are making such a big deal out of this. Go home, watch a movie and sleep. We'll meet tomorrow."
He smiled at her, finding her concern amusing.

"You haven't been home in four days, you haven't slept more than thirty minutes a day, you haven't bathed, properly brushed your teeth, you look like a homeless beggar and you haven't even eaten."

"Go home Samidha."

Samidha glared at Sahaj and stormed out of his cabin. He shook his head, laughing at the absurdity of her behaviour.

He got back to work. He didn't see her for the next three hours, neither did she disturb him.

But then he heard loud footsteps of many people approaching.

He looked up at the clock. It was 1:30 in the night.

Where was Samidha?

He quickly dialled her number and she didn't pick up. The footstep got louder.

A panick settled in his heart. She wasn't properly healed yet. Why wasn't she picking up. In a matter of few seconds thousands of thoughts swirled in his mind but they were all revolving around a particular someone and he just wished, he just wished that she left for home and was sleeping there peacefully.
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The door opened and there stood about ten Indian men, armed with weapons and guns he hasn't ever seen, all pointed towards him.

"That isn't how you should respond when there's someone out there trying to kill you. You gotta run and save yourself. But I can't even see a speck of fear in your eyes as these unknown men point their guns at you, instead you are glaring as if you'd love to pick up a fight."