We six arrived together and took seats beside each other quickly. The people I am talking about are shruti , saif, Rehan , Smit. Shruti is the daughter of a rich business man"Rakesh Malhotra" whose name has sometimes been published in the newspaper as much as I have heard of but shruti is no doubt a simple , reserved girl with no attitude at all. Saif came to Delhi from Lucknow where he has a special friend to whom he calls each and every second. Rehan is also from Kolkata. He is a pure Bengali like me but his name doesn't exhibit a bit of his religion. "My name is Rehan Dutta and not Rehan Ali, Khan, Hussain, etc." Rehan has to say this sentence to each and every person who would ask his name. This has no doubt been his regular routine. And now comes Smit Singhania who has a great commercial background but he is more pleasure loving, lazy and hardly can he be seen not eating all the day all rubbish junk foods.
"Good morning guys!" Again entered Aisha ma'am with mukhesh sir. "I hope you understand why I am here today, it's your second day and definitely the working day...you guys must recognize your names and sit on your own desks and work hard...Did you get it girls and boys?" Aisha ma'am notified.
All we prayed about was to get our seats close to each other. As soon as I saw my name plate where it was written NATASHA SAHA in bold letters, my eyes just flopped to the next desk-it was Rehan's -REHAN DUTTA . I felt relieved . Rehan took his seat, saw me beside him. He was like.."Natasha...you? OMG!"and I was like "yes , Rehan " we exchanged a loving smile and started working with pleasure and relief in our eyes.
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"I quit"
RomanceWill she be able to quit? How will she quit? Will she be having the strength to continue the game till the last level? *Introduction* This story is based on some people coming from different places for making their careers with flying colours. Here...
