Mitali Jain
The last day of May
Weeks later, when I was back on the track, a huge number of files filled with numerous information of different paintings, a new season coming up my sleeves, a new target that was to be set once again; The tourists flooding in from morning to evening, I was said to be a certified busy person.
My days would start early, and nights would end by far late for my parents to have a proper conversation with me. As far as my brother was concerned he was as well MIA for the time being. But the business news that I read, were surely helping me to be up to date with him.
And to say I was proud of what he was doing would be an understatement.
That day by evening I was almost on verge of tears when I had finally got the approval mail from the London art gallery to let us showcase one of the finest art paintings that they had. When I had walked out of the room, I had this skip in my step that surely was visible to all those who knew me.
Walking up to the young lady who had asked out for me, I called her out and gave her the best of my smile which thanks to the news I felt was breathtakingly natural.
"Hii, thanks a lot for helping me out, this is really weird, I don't really know much about paintings and it's my brother's best friend's birthday, and It's like him and I ... we have been really close since childhood, I really want to give him something that would make him happy"
The small framed, bubbly looking young women fused about as I chuckled at her excitement. She surely reminded me of myself in my late teenage days.
"Relax.", holding her by her shoulders and made her look at me and said, "If it's okay, than please call me Mitali, I am the assistant curator here, and you really don't have to worry we can just work out on what you need after a few discussions."
"Aiiyooo! I am so sorry, by the way I am Tejal... but talking about things, I really don't have any idea what paintings are all about," Tejal's eyes then lit up in excitement as she almost squealed in excitement as if she had got the best thing in the world.
"ohh, I have an Idea why don't you help me out with it, like the whole of it."
I couldn't depict for a longtime what was it that she had to say, it was surely my job to help people out with understanding the paintings, letting them know what was the best we had, and though there were about 4- 5 people just like me for it, I was surely clueless as to what was difference with what I was supposed to do and the great idea that Tejal had.
"I am sorry but I really couldn't follow you up."
"ohh, yes you can and you will, first let's sit somewhere I am already tired." Tugging at my hand, while she successfully ignored all that I had to say, Tejal finally led me to the small sitting area and fell down with a huff. She adjusted the ends of her dress and crossed her legs as she finally looked at me, the excitement still intact in her features.
"See, I know that you work here and your job is restricted till providing details of the work, but can it be possible that you could help me out with selecting one such painting and an artist whom we could literally invite for the birthday and make him give the painting as a gift to my friend?"
I narrowed my eyes at her not at all believing the relation that she gave to me of theirs.
"Are you sure it's a friend?"
"Umm... yeah, obviously!" she exclaimed and began to fidget with her fingers. Though we were meeting for the first time, and technically she was my client, and I had to maintain certain decorum, but then again I was really thinking of going an extra mile and literally helping this poor soul out.
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