Miss.Idly And Mr.Dhokla

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  JIGNESH P.O.V

     As I was ascending down the stairs I could hear Papa and bhai discussing something at the dining, this is something unusual as dinners are rarely spent together in our household.

    I could smell Dhoklas and spicy curry, I love them a lot. As soon as I entered the dining, Naina jumped and pulled me for a kiss, Ved was munching the food clumsily and didn't care who was around. Papa concentrated on his food and avoided seeing me, mom and Bhabi were busy on some talk. I took seat next to my brother, the maid served the food. I felt awkward, after my arrival the room became silent but I enjoyed my dhoklas.

   Someone pulled my cheek, I am damn sure that it is my Dadi. Yes it was her, she sat next to me and smiled, so my Dhokla is having his favorite food. She said and laughed at her own joke, I could see others except my father giggling. I hate being called like that, I allowed my Dadi to call like that so I would be served extra Dhoklas but it is unfair to be called like that even now. I gave her a pleading look so that she will avoid calling me like that.

"  Dhokla chachu" ved teased me, he was just three years but had the brain and guts to call me like that before I could give him a warning look, Bhai was scolding him. And the rest of the dinner Dadi teased me more .

  I climbed up to my room .

"Jignesh " , my bhai called me. I turned to see him.

"Yes Bhai "

" When we will know about the contract with The Association, will the results be possible for us? "

"I hope so, tomorrow we will know who is getting the contract ?"

He nodded his head and left me alone. I don't think we will get this contract, I suspect Ms.Prakash is playing foul to get this contract and I am sure she will succeed , that is infuriating me, she is so cheap and I hate it when peiple win me playing foul game , Ms.Prakash , you can't do this. I closed my eyes tensed and retired on my cosy bed.

  The morning sun was burning, global warming is going to kill mankind for exploiting nature. After finishing the morning routines I headed to the new Industry plant in the nearby village. The car was speeding outside the city. My favorite song was being played on the radio, I enjoyed the music. My phone beeped, it was a message. The message was from my secretary it read we had acquired the contract with the association , Wow that's something good! But what about Ms.Prakash?  After visiting the plant I rushed to the Association .

   I was welcomed by the board and I realized other than me someone else is also sharing this contract and that person is waiting in the conference room. I can guess who the person is.

   Along with the board we entered the room to see the last person I want to see, Ms.Prakash was seated crossing her legs busy on her phone and Mishra biting her ears for which she didn't even pay attention. Her eyes met mine, she smiled at me, I didn't want to smile back but I have no other go so I smiled fakely. The procedures were fulfilled and we both signed the contract, we had acquired the Asian market entirely for this drug . Everyone congratulated us Mishra was telling something to Ms.Prakash for which she smirked at him and rolled her eyes. She extended her hands to me but I avoided it and turned away, from the corner of my eye I could see her standing puzzled. I want to strangle that beautiful neck of hers and yell at her because I can digest the fact that she is like this, I am finding it hard to hate her because I love her so much. My secretary took the Files and followed me.

   The car was moving like a snail in the traffic, travelling during peak hours is irritating and inevitable. I went through the files, the plans of "PRAKASAM GROUP OF COMPANIES", I thought she is doing business alone  but this name indicates she is doing this under her Family business. Her plans were all of high standards, not bad . She could have believed her plans more than Mishra. I sighed in disappointment. Maybe Mishra helped to this plan but I can see her style of drafting only, it is unique and creative, the expenditure estimates were done perfectly, I can see the financial analyst's touch there.