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5. I Am An Idiot

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  "Manik I can manage on my own!!" I whined at his stubbornness. Currently I am sitting in his car to have a look on the bungalow which needs a care taker. "I know you can manage, but you will find something adventures which I will be definitely interested, so I am accompanying you." I wanted to smack his head for saying this to me. Am I the pack of adventures that the tourism scheme give?

  "Now tell about yourself. When did you get involved in this profession?" I never shared this with anyone. Only Soha and Harshad, Soha's boyfriend know about this as I worked with them from starting. "I was 14" I made it short, but the shock in his face even while driving gave me the clue that he will not stop here.

  "How did they allow you? Are they nuts? Is your boss that gree..." I didn't let him complete. "When I was 10 I was sent to boarding school and at 14 some girls were shifted to PG as the hostel was being reconstructed. I was one of them. One day a man asked me to deliver a tea in a police station, so I did it, but he gave me some money as a thank you. On that day I saw the same police man on TV with taking bribe, but it was the tray, that had the camera, that recorded the things."

  "From that day, that man took the help of me and he became my role model. His name was Avinash. Kashyap." Manik stopped the car in front of bungalow. "The host of 'Truth Revealed '? " he asked to which I nodded. "At that time his show was quite famous and I was proud to be a part of it. When I turned 18, Mr.Kashyap introduced me to the owner of 'Prachiti TV' and resigned from the channel as he had some personnel problem. I worked hard and gave them all the info of illegal activities I came across."

  A man in his forties came in front of us. "Hello, I am Karan. Singh and I am here to show you around the house. May I know your names please?" he asked. He wore a professional cloth of white office shirt with black pants. His face was oval shaped and some trace of grey hairs were also seen. "Manik. M" Manik gave him just half name. "Nandini. Murthy" I smiled at him.

  He showed us around and thank god there are neighbours here, otherwise I would have thought it was a ghost house. " Mr. Oberoi has bought this land, but his rival is claiming it. They are fighting in the court for this property, until then you need to take a good care of it. If Mr. Oberoi wins the case then he will demolish this and build a club here."

  It was a large property. The bungalow was of medium size, but the ground in front of it was not less than a stadium. But it was totally empty. "You don't need to worry about anything. The cleaner comes at early morning 4, I think you are comfortable with it. The cook comes at night for your dinner and keeps the breakfast in fridge. You only have to take care of your afternoon meal. Sir is paying all the expenses here, even your vegetable and fruit bills." I was shocked. How in this god's totty fruity earth did I have this luxury? Are they hiding anything?

 I had made myself clear as the student and owner is providing me the luxury more than expected, so I feel a bit of uncomfortable now. "Sir, why do the owner is giving so much luxury? I know, I had kept a condition before you that the workers should come at my timings, but I think I will manage my hunger with my cooking skills" I know a small amount of cooking "Are you hiding something from me?" I asked unsure of this all unexpected luxury. He heaved a sigh "The people say that this house is haunted. So after a lot of years we are interviewing you for this position. Mr. Oberoi was impressed with your resume at such a young age so he thought of supporting you."

  This made my heart to burst with pride. I have mentioned my some of the sting operations in my resume and of course my academics which is not less that 90%. "What's this haunting story?" Manik asked coming beside me. "This was the house of the famous actress Varna. Hariharan. She committed suicide in fear of getting arrested for her prostitution ring."

  I never heard of this actress. I always watched recent movies but never ever came across this actress name. "Do you know her?" I asked Manik who seemed to be digging his mind to get it. "Yeah in many old films I have seen her." Mr. Singh cleared his throat to get the attention. "Who might you be young man? We never allow a couple to take care of this property."

 Who is couple here? No.. no ...no I think he is referring us. "No sir we are..." I was made to stop my sentence by a hand on my mouth "Yes we are couple, but we are staying apart till she completes her studies. You don't have to worry sir, I am a responsible boyfriend." What he.. he just called himself boyfriend, but whose boyfriend?

 You are the only girl here so of course he is referring you idiot. I can't believe I am your subconscious. I hate my life. I want to slap, kick and skin Manik alive now. Mr. Singh gave him the most warm smile and I knew he fell for Manik's words. "Okay then I will take my leave and Nandini your pay check will be directly sent to your account." Once he left I bit Manik's hand and stormed away.