" how's ur daughter sanyukta !?" randhir cleared his throat , and hesitated a query , though he knew that the reply would be obvious but still he had that 1% belief, that her answer will differ , " my daughter !!! *pause* emm ya she is fine... !!" sanyukta , randhir's efficient and amicable secretary pressed a smile.....
Randhir's heart sank a little, and his eyes flashed a damp disappointment....
" sir U have a meeting with the singhania's later this evening!" sanyu briefed him..
" okay.. ! U may leave now!!" randhir forced a smile.., sanyu returned his smiled back...and took his leave ...
Randhir Singh shekhawat , a tout shekhawat scion , who pleged that he will never invest romantically after his nascent wed wife shraddha expired the very night of their wedding owing to a severe brain arrest a year back... Was catastrophically dejected , after sanyukta his half a year Old secretary declared that she has a daughter........ He was not supposed to feel bad or dejected but strangely her confirmation stung him where it burned the most...
Yesterday when he spotted a 5 year old tunic clad girl at the reception asking for sanyukta , he lost his mental peace right then as his brain was making weird and varied speculations, he even managed her number from the office directory...but he was too apprehensive and nosy to do that.....
Her bamby eyes , those smiling rose petal like lips , her soothing voice , haunted him so much that... The RSS deliberately faked an excuse and called her in his cabin , to clear the air.... But as she cleared the mist , something broke badly inside his ribcage... Yet again...
To be continued..
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