Entangled {With Slaves Of Persia} (Book 2)

~ 9 ~

Meera's P.O.V......

I opened my eyes on a bed with Sandy Didi looking at me worriedly. 'How are feeling now Meera?' Didi asked me.

'Hmm...okay!!' I did not know what happened to me.

'Your boss Mister Rahul called me to inform about your situation. He's such a nice guy!' Didi said.

'What?' I was very much surprised recollecting that I was trapped in the elevator and could not believe what Didi said. 'I just don't want to go back there again Didi!!' I cried, I wanted to share with her all about my boss and how scared I was, but then Didi left the room when her phone began ringing saying, 'Excuse me Meera, I'll be back soon!' I just left the idea of sharing and was waiting for the right moment to narrate my horrific experience later some other time.

By evening I was discharged and I went back to the hostel with Didi only to be received by the rude words of Ruby. Sandy Didi tried to stop Ruby from talking all nonsense about me but she did not listen. Sandy Didi told me to walk  ahead ignoring Ruby's stupid, meaningless words. We both reached our room and I ended up narrating all my experiences on the first day in the office. I told her that I never was in an elevator before and that made me feel so confined making me breathless.

'That's okay Meera, slowly you'll get used to it, you should be happy that you were lucky to be with Mister Rahul Oberoi during that time or else I'm sure you would not have been alive!' said Didi praising my boss which was totally a contradictory statement of what I heard about him.

'But Didi I don't want to go back there again...thinking itself is making me nervous'

'Don't think about going back for now, just take some rest!!' Didi said and again got busy with another phone call.

My heart was still beating fast thinking of going back in there. I could not sleep the whole night contemplating whether to go for work the next day or just quit the job. Finally by morning I decided what to do. I was at the Oberoi Groups's main reception on the ground floor. I was determined not to use the elevator. I climbed all the fifteen floors and was pretty tired reaching the fifteenth floor. Entering the corridor I found the area still empty it appears nobody has come yet....

I sat in the lounge near the reception on that floor to catch up with my breath. Ten minutes passed by, the clock hanging on the wall above the reception desk showed eighty fifty. I saw the receptionist just arriving with a surprised look on her face, when she noticed that I was seated there, 'Well..well,..well, look who's there? The girl who made it to the headlines of the Oberoi Group on her very first day at the office!!'

I did not wish to reply to her sarcastic comments, instead I got up from there, walked to Rahul Sir's room. The room was empty and dully lit. I knew sir did not arrive so I placed the letter under the telephone, that which I wrote in the night. I wanted to thank him in person, explain to him that how petrified I was with the near death experience and was in no condition to get into that elevator daily. I know it sounds ridiculous but I am in no condition to work here apart from all others warning me about Rahul sir....

I kept waiting for him for another twenty minutes, not knowing when sir would come to office, I left the room closing the door. The receptionist saw me going towards the stairs.

oh god what do I do now? This is the only job i finally got selected and now i myself am throwing away the opportunity....

I could not bear the loss of losing the good job opportunity I earned, I was crushing it with my own hands. Getting down the stairs I could not stop the tears that were filling up fast in my eyes and the flow out was fast too. I kept clearing them, still there was so much sorrow deep inside regarding my uncertain future. I still was contemplating may be i can go back and tear that note and join back as if nothing had happened....

My fears were not letting me to turn back, a tug of war in between my reasoning and emotions was going on. Standing on one of the stairs of the metro station for five minutes, my strong emotions finally won crushing my reasoning and I had succumbed. I climbed up to the platform and was waiting for the train when I saw someone yelling on my face. I was confused, lifting my head up I saw a tall man looking very angry with the way he sounded. He was looking straight into my eyes while he spoke. The large green eyes scared me a lot. I saw the note in his hand when he was shouting at me, it was then I understood that the man was none other than Rahul sir and I also understood why everyone was warning me. I tried to explain to him--he was in no mood to listen to what I wanted to say.

Giving me a warning and an offer that had a validity of thirty minutes, he left. All the bystanders there were looking at me. I could not stop crying, while the train arrived and left within two minutes making the platform totally empty with just me left standing there still crying.

if i don't go back to work in there then i would be put in prison...that's what Rahul sir is talking about and if i go back, i have to learn to use the elevator apart from working with the boss who has anger issues about whom everyone warned me but if i learn to work in these conditions then i would earn a reasonable amount of money which i am very much in need of it very very desperately....i promised Granny that i would take care of her daughter's financial issues....i need to keep up with my promise...

I then recollected what my papa told me when I was very little. He taught me to never back down in difficult situations. He told me that if he and my mother had backed down when I was born, then I would not have been alive.

"Difficulties will come in life!! How strong you hold on to truth will make you that strong and happy person!!"

How could I ever forget that sentence, I promised my papa to be strong and now the time has come for me to put it into action. I guess I must be thankful to Rahul sir, he's the one who made me recollect papa's words. The way he made me recollect may not be pleasing or appealing to me but still he's the one because of whom I now recollected. May be I must convey this to him some day...

I slowly walked back to the office and entered the building, my legs were shaking--I had no energy left in them to climb those fifteen floors again. As I entered, I was stopped by the receptionist on the ground floor. 'Miss Trivedi, just a sec!' she said and walked towards me holding an envelop. She gave me the envelop and said, 'Rahul sir told me to hand it over to you!!' and she went back to her seat and got busy with her work.

Looking at the envelop my fears were again getting activated, with so much debate I finally reached the office and now I am handed this envelop.  oh god hope i am not too late...

Praying to god, I tore open the envelop standing there. It was a hand written note, it read....

"Miss Trivedi,

I am glad you've come back, I think you still need some rest since you look very weak. I am granting you a day's leave. Join back tomorrow on time.

Regards,

Rahul Oberoi."

With his signature at the bottom.
I did not know how to react, folding the note I exited the building. 

i think he's not that bad after all, i can see a kind hearted person hiding inside.....

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