Beautiful Mess

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---Geet's POV---

"...and what if we.." I was saying but got interrupted.

"No, it's perfect!" Akhash said.

"Hey! Look who decided to show up," I said.

"Sorry, I know I'm late,"he said.

"It's okay, come on now. We got work to do," I said.

I worked alongside him in providing music for albums. I guess we can say sound engineers, but I don't like to call myself an engineer. Just no!

"This is turning perfect,"he said.

"Hai na?!" I asked.

He nodded.

I really loved my job. Getting to be around music all day was the best thing in the world. And Akhash, working with him is an honor. He knows so much about what music needs to be where.

Together we had provided music for a thousand albums.

"Lunch!" Akhash said.

"Sit! Lunch kha bacha, you just got here,"I said.

"Geet, I'm hungry!" He complained.

"Toh, mai kya karu. You were late. Abh bhugtoh," I said.

"Kasi dost hai tu hai,"he said.

"Akhash, chup chap betha raho," I said.

"I'm going to complain,"he said.

"To who?" I asked.

Us two were the heads of what we did.

"Jiju,"he said and left.

I facepalmed and laughed at that.

What an idiot. I'm friends with albums idiot.