Chapter 31 : 'Job mil gyi'

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Sumedh's pov
After 3 months,
Three months were passed. I and Rohit were in 4th year, last year of the college. Soon, the placements were going to begin. So, Rohit started working hard to get a job.

Ritika was in 2nd year. She scored the highest mark in programming in the college, because she worked hard. Rohit told me that he noticed behavioural changes in me which was good.

I again started helping everyone with a smile, started behaving like a gentleman with every girl, didn't get angry often. I also started working hard to get a good job.

In those three months, Ritika became our very good friend. And, I realized one thing that I fell for her. Who wouldn't ? She was a perfect combination of beauty with brains.

But, I fell for her simplicity, her childish behaviour, her expression which she gave, when she ate pani puri. I could never forget the day, when she drank.

Sometimes, I thought to confess my feelings. But, I was afraid. What if, she didn't feel the same for me. My feelings could affect our friendship. I didn't share these feelings with anyone, not even with Rohit.

I didn't want to affect our friendship. So, I decided to hide my feelings in my heart and would wait for the right time. Or, I would confess on the day, when I get a job.

                 *•*

"Sumedh, Tujhe HOD bula rha hai. I think fest ke baremain discuss karnein ka lea bula rha hai." Rohit said, while entering in the room.

"Theek hai lunch karke chalte hai." I said and got down from the bed.

"Waise ye last year hai humara. Kuch perform krega ?" Rohit asked while drinking water from the bottle.

"Haan ! Soch rha hu ki singing mein ek baar apna luck try kar lu. Maine suna hai ladkiya un ladko se bahut jyada impress hoti hai, jo gaate hai." I said and walked out from the room.

"Jo acha gaate hai unse impress hoti hai," Rohit said and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "Besure logo se nhi."

"Kamine. Tere se to acha hi gaata hu. Aur itna bhi besura nhi hu." I defended myself.

"Saari audience bhaag jayegi. Taras khayo thoda bacho par." He laughed while picking up an empty plate.

"To phir, exit par khade hokar tu gaana gaa liyo. Koi bhi exit ke aas paas bhi nhi bhatkega. Aur phir sabko mera gaana sunna hi padega." I replied with a chuckle, sat on the table and started eating.

              *•*

After lunch,
I went to the college and met our HOD. He asked me to distribute all duties among coordinators. And, he made me main coordinator, worst job. Because, I couldn't enjoy the fest.

I was sitting in the auditorium and was writing the names, who wanted to participate in the dance competition. I was surrounded by all students, who were chirping like birds.



"Sab baith jayo aur ek ek karke naam bolo." I said at the end.




I started noting down the details, when they started giving their names. I jerked my head to my right, when I heard a familiar voice. Ritika was standing beside me and was waiting for her turn.



"Mujhe bhi dance competition mein participate karna hai." She said shyly.

"Theek hai. Shaam ko 4 bje audition hai. Yaad se aa jana. Audition yhi par hoga." I informed her with a grin.

"Okay ! Ab main chalti hu. Bye, class chor kar aayi hu. Main aapse shaam ko milti hu." She said and left from there with her friends.

"Bye." I replied with a wide smile.



I noted down remaining names of participants, kept the notebook with a sigh on the chair, and started pressing my neck because I was tired. I sat properly, when Rohit entered in the auditorium. I widened my eyes, because he dressed up in formals.



"Ye le room ki keys, main interview ke second round ka lea ja rha hu." He said and handed over the key.

"First round ka result kab diya ?" I asked shockingly.

"Abhi thodi der pehle, aur humare college wale bhi to bewakuf hai. Pehle se nhi bta sakte the. Achanak se bolte ki unlogo nein aaj hi second round ka lea bulaya hai." He said irritatedly, while reading the names in the participants list. "Tu partcipate nhi kar rha, dance mein ?"

"Nhi. HOD kehta dusro ko bhi jeetne ka mauka do. Par, main singing mein pakka participate karungga." I said with a laugh, "Acha aur kitne rounds baaki hai ?"

"2 shayad. But, vo dono aaj hi complete ho jayengge, aur result bhi de dengge." He said and sat down on the chair. "Tere interview ka result kab aayega ? Saare rounds complete ho gye the na ?"

"Pta nhi. Kab btayengge. Waise bhi, main soch rha hu fest ke baad se interviews attend karna shuru kar du." I said and looked at his phone when it started vibrating.

He looked at his phone and said while standing up, "Sir ka message aaya, bula rhe hai. Chal main nikalta hu."

I stood up, hugged him and said, "All the best. Job lekar hi aayiyo."

"Haan haan kyu nhi. Vo company wale mera hi to wait kar rhe hai." He said teasingly and then, left from there.

              *•*

At 4:00PM
I was sitting in the auditorium and was waiting for participants for the audition. Everyone arrived on time except Ritika. I took out my phone to call her, but I realized that I received a message from her.



'Sir, mujhe participate nhi karna, aap mera name cut kar do.' She messaged.
Immediately, I dialled her number and called her. She picked up the phone, but before she could say anything. I asked, "Kyu nhi karna ?"

"Mera maan nhi hai." She said sadly.

"Kya huwa ? Kisi friend se jhagda huwa ?" I asked.

"Nhi ! Bas mera mood nhi hai. Main aapse baad mein baat karti hu, ek call aa rha hai." She said and hung ups the call.


I kept the phone in my pocket and looked towards the stage. Again, I took out the phone after 20 minutes, when it started ringing. I realized that Rohit called me.



"Bol." I said.

"Bhai, mujhe job mil gyi." He said excitely.

"Kya baat kar rha hai. Mazak to nhi kar rha na ?" I asked with a wide grin and stood up from the chair.

"Nhi bhai, offer letter laker dikha dungga. Sach mein job mil gyi." He answered.

"Ye to bahut achi news hai. Tu wapas kab tak aayega ?" I asked.

"Abhi thodi der mein nikalne wale hai. Raat tak pahuch jayengge." He answered.

"Chal jaldi wapas aa ja." I said and hung ups the call.

           














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