If you're looking for a typical hot and handsome hero, then go ahead, read the story.
But, if you're expecting a typical romance story - to bad, this ain't one!
Our Sahana is as her name suggests - shy, sweet and innocent. And not so surprising is t...
"8:10 am bro! Yay!!" Kabir said in mock enthusiasm, throwing his hands up in the air as I parked the car in front of the building where his office is located.
"Yeah now fuck off" I said, glaring at him. I want to be early to office today...earlier than my employees as usual, earlier than the office receptionist so I can intimidate her.
One of the pleasures of my life - to see someone weaker than me trembling in front of me in a state of complete helplessness.
Judge me all you want, but I feel great seeing my employees shivering by even seeing my shadow!
And that bloody receptionist Kajal...Kinjal..whatever her name is...she's supposed to be at the office by 8:15 am but that bitch never comes earlier than 8:50. I've asked Raghu, my friend from the HR to fire her like a hundred times already, but he hasn't payed heed to my words even once! He says and I quote 'just because you're an asshole-without-a-love-life who loves to work and be earlier than everyone, doesn't mean everyone should be like that! Get a life for God's sake bro and stop irritating me'
"Going to torment that poor receptionist of your's again?" Kabir asked, sighing.
"Yup" I said,popping the p, an evil grin taking over my face.
"How about this? New employees with two new girls to ogle you, not to mention the team meeting you have today morning! How does my introvert friend feel about meeting 5 new people today, and speak up in front of 10 odd people after that?" Kabir asked innocently, though the gleam in his eyes was far away from innocence!
I flushed and stuttered at the mention of talking in front of 10 people. No don't call me a pussy! It's just that, I don't find it cool to present myself as an art piece out for exhibition while hungry eyes ogle me!
I don't like large crowd {And yes according to me 10 people is a large crowd}
"So this is what you're gonna do today eh? Stand in front of them and stutter? You already look like a clown with this grey suit with what's this pink shirt?" Kabir asked, pointing to my maroon shirt.
"IT's maroon" I said through gritted teeth as heat made it's way to my face.
"Yeah right...potatoes.. potaaatoes {Pronounce it like Phoebe from FRIENDS okay?}...anyways, so how does Mr.Arush Sharma, the arrogant, the Mr.Adolf Hitler of Walkie-Talkies and the asshole of the century feel about the prospect of having to talk in front of 10 people, 5 of whom are newbies?" Kabir asked, wriggling his eyebrows.
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I didn't say anything except showing him the middle finger, making him chuckle.
"You feel like fucking yourself?" he asked, chuckling.
"I mean you can fuck off" I said, opening his side of the door using the driver's control.
"Dost dost naa raha" Kabir said dramatically, wiping away non-existent tears.
