Miss.Idly And Mr.Dhokla

CONFUSION

 
JIGNESH'S P.O.V

    The conflict within our mind and us creates more havoc then any other conflict. I battled with my mind to forget her but it all went in vain the minute my eyes perceived her,  I am dying to be with her every minute, I want her presence in my life but she will never accept me in her life,  she hates me .

    I am dying to speak with her , what is she doing now ? Is she loving any man ? So many questions I have and I am hating the way she interacted with That Mishra, Aarav added more fuel to that, I don't want her to fall in some trap.

   I punched the white board on my cabin wall, making my skin bruise, my phone was ringing, it was my bhai.

" Jignesh , did you send our plan sheets and other documents to Mr. Mishra, remember everything should be pakka,  we want this deal to get many profitable contracts,  papa is so obsessed with this"

" Bhai don't worry I have made every sheet personally and I am sure we will get this, other companies are drawing plans after referring our plans , we have more experience in this than them, so no worries "

" okay I trust you, bye " he hanged the call, I could hear Dev and Naina's voice at the background.

Whenever I see bhai happy with his own family, I feel jealous, I want a cute little imperfect family like that with her.
  Her????!!!!

When did I start build a family with that Miss.Punctual but it is nice to imagine like that. Morning kisses from her , evening kisses from our kids, her fragrance on me, my cupboard with her sarees, sharing the same pillow , reading bedtime stories to our kids and then a peaceful night cuddling with her. She would be the best partner for me and the best mother for my children, I could see my smiling face on the opposite LED screen on the wall.

   I am sure we two will make a good match. I took a deep breathe, realizing it will never happen is so painful.

   My alarm beeped , the to do list flashed. I have to go to the Pharmaceutical Association building to submit my business deal proposal for public notice.

   My secretary carried those files, the chauffeur peacefully drove towards the place , I am calming down myself to not react when I see her today.

   The place was crowded , there she was, she will easily gain attention in this place, she was the only woman here, she was scrutinising her files very keenly, so many eyes were on her but I think she got used it as she didn't care for getting so much male attraction.  She was swiftly rearranging the papers, her secretary was finding it hard to cope up with her.
   Meanwhile my secretary and I submitted the plan documents. I bumped into someone , it was Ms.Prakash's secretary, he apologized and ran behind Mishra , who was going out of the building, what is going on between these two?  Something fishy, I can say.

  I had to follow them to reach my car. There I saw Ms.Prakash waiting for these two, people were all seeing these three but they didn't seem to care.

  Ms.Prakash and Mishra sat in the car and left the place leaving the secretary alone.
  
   People were buzzing and talking something. Mishra is the main person who will allot this contract, he is a famous man and he is known for his scandals, any person who is close with him will be the subject of controversy too and this girl would be aware of all these things, still she is choosing to be with him in public is something unusual.

Some acquaintes greeted me, I just nodded my head and gave a fake smile and shook hands and moved out quickly.

   I brushed off those thoughts, she is a strong woman and it might be something related to business. My feet took steps towards my car, I have a board meeting after this.

People were mumbling something, the words I heard furiated me, I clenched my fists.

  " she is seducing that womanizer to get this million dollar contract, she will succeed in this attempt, no wonder, no one is there to compete with her to seduce that man and the other board members.  ......"

  I acted deaf, to save their heads. Men like them enjoy slut shaming, but I know she is not that type.

    The day became more hectic, evening became a headache, I need some booze to relax. I drove to the Drive in Pub .

   The energetic ambience of a pub always boosts me. I stayed in my car and saw the center stage, it is a open stage and the cars can be parked few feet away and orders will be served in the car, I placed my order. My order was served, I sipped the cocktail slowly, it burnt my throat, I enjoyed that to overcome the bad feeling I have about Mishra and Ms.Prakash ,I am hating Mishra and Ms.Prakash being together, I am unable to think positively about them and people's gossip is poisoning me more. Am I feeling jealous?  No actually I want her to be safe.

   This drink is not going to soothe me but it is burning my desire for her more. I paid the bill and sped out to my penthouse, I want to be alone.

   I dragged myself to the bed and slept. The morning sun was partially beaming through the curtains, the air conditioner was blowing very cold air, my limbs became numb, I rubbed my palm and increased the temperature, my head was spinning, I felt something raising above my throat, before I could think I threw up in the sink. It was unpleasant but after that I felt relaxed and normal.
      
     I changed the clothes after a hot bath, I made some coffee, which sucked. I wanted to breathe fresh air, I went to the balcony, the city was busy, the other high rise buildings were silent and basking in the heat.

     The building opposite to my balcony caught my attention, the elevation was unique, the windows were all redesigned, I turned to see the next building, one balcony caught my attention, there was a kitchen garden, a lady was plucking something from the creeper, from nowhere a man came and helped the young lady, that lady , wait it is Ms.Prakash and that is Mishra, what the hell?????!!!!

She turned towards him and they talked something, she pulled him inside, that made me feel nauseating again. I could see them through their glass windows, he tried to pull her close I turned my head before I could see something which will kill me. That Mishra is a married man with kids but he is busy with another woman here.
 
  I went inside and slid the glass door, my eyes met her eyes, she saw me and I saw her, she was staring at me and closed the curtains quickly , my head is spinning more now, I can't accept this, she is not that kind of a girl, I know her, she is a gem but things happening before me is horrible. God when did she turn this cheap, sheesh I am regretting now, I imagined a family with her, yuck she is a piece of shit, I never ever want her, but my mind knocked me, " no Jignesh you love her, don't let her do this, she is good "I sat on my sofa my head ducked in between my knees. Has she turned so cheap just to acquire this no worth thing.

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