Kuch Rang Pyar Ke...Aise Bhi - A Written Series

Season 1:- Chapter 1 :- A New Beginning - Part 1

Good Afternoon DevAkshians!

I know we all are ecstatic about the fact the KRPKAB Season 2 is just a few days away! I'm so excited and can't wait to see ShaRica back on screen! I hope they extend 30 episodes to atleast 50...

Anyways, when season 1 had ended, I, just like many of you, was saddened by the news. For a moment I thought I had nothing more to watch on TV, this was the only good modern day show! I have written two other DevAkshi pieces; one an OS (Broken) and an ongoing SS(Main Phir Bhi Tumko Chaahungi) - all the new readers, do check them out and comment on how you liked it! 

So back to where I was, since I had no ideas coming in my mind, I wanted to revive KRPKAB and wanted to improve my writing skills...so I decided to write a written series on the show.Basically, an episode from various perspectives with my touch to it...I've decided on updating every two weeks, I know the gap is long, but I want to be regular and have to manage my time.Which is why I've decided to split each episode in two parts, which I'll update every week. A first attempt at doing something like this, so please do review Thank you!

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The constant tapping of my feet were interrupted by emotionless greetings. Without paying much heed to their presence, I passed a 'Good Morning' monotonously before making my way towards my cabin.

"Good Morning Sir." A lady enthusiastically greeted with a wide smile.

"Mr. Bose is waiting for you, Sir." She informed rather happily. I quickened my pace; meeting him was a priority at the moment.

"You also have a meeting with Mr. Oberoi lined up at 4 P.M. today." She hesitantly added, fearing my reaction. I decided to keep my face blank, nothing mattered more than successfully dealing with Mr. Bose.

"And then you have a conference with the delegates from London." She changed her register to a more formal tone, emphasizing on the significance of the matter.

"Hm." I nodded curtly before swiftly moving into the Legal Department Office of our company.

"Dev Babu...Congratulations, your deal has been finalized!" A healthy man in his mid-twenties spoke with pride in his voice. Fixing his glasses and excusing himself for a short laugh he added, "You know I can get you better deals than this, though. Look at this", saying, he pulled his phone out that displayed a majestic villa in his tiny phone screen, "What a magnificent bungalow, 4,500 square feet!" He went on complimenting. I continued to gaze out of the gigantic window, eyes exploring each bit of the success we had achieved. If nothing else, he decided to play the 'popularity' card. "The direction of Piku occurred 5 meters from here...Shoojit Sircar...he too is a 'Bangali'!" Mr. Bose spoke with pride lacing his voice. My face frowned before I smirked hysterically. 'Bose', of course a Bengali!

Before he could continue ranting about what he was getting paid for, I purposefully checked my watch, indicating my impatience, and intervened by asking, "Are the papers ready?"