HIS REGRET | VEDANSH'S STORY | [LOVELESS SERIES #2]

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"Mere har junoon ka hai tu hi haasil..."

ANWITA'S POV

I saw Aarav sir exiting his cabin, I was nervous as hell, I already knew it, I'm so unlucky, I don't think I can never help Anita Maa with her Orphanage.

Aarav sir made his way towards me.

"He called you, and yes don't worry, he won't do anything." He said and patted my shoulder, I nodded and gave him my nervous smile.

I made my way towards his cabin and opened it, only to find him standing there, watching the view from his glass window, his back was facing me, yet I felt so nervous when I stepped inside his cabin.

I closed the door and as I turned around, he was looking at me with his piercing gaze.

His eyes always made me scared, I diverted my gaze and put it on the floor, the marble is more interesting than seeing his angry look, I never knew he is going to be my Boss, or else I wouldn't have bought coffee that day, in that way my coffee wouldn't have spilled over his white shirt.

I was in my thoughts when I heard him saying something.

"You aren't fired, but there's a condition for it." He said putting his both hand inside his pocket, and facing me, while his eyes didn't left mine, even for once.

I looked up, sensing my gaze on him, he continued further.

"If you will be selected for my PA post, permanently, you won't get your salary for one whole month. Though I don't think I will let you be my PA, permanently. If you are comfortable with this, you may work. And second thing, you have to buy me a shirt. The exact colour. I want it, NOW. In an hour. You may go." He said, in his angry voice but at the end his anger changed into smirk.

Well, I need this job, but he said he won't give me salary of one month, how will I'm  going to survive?

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I asked his size and right now I'm in a shopping mall, buying his shirt, he didn't even gave me money, and I don't have enough money to buy his shirt as I know it will be so expensive, I searched for his shirt in malls, but they all are so expensive that I don't have that much money.

I came out of the mall, and started walking on the footpath, I was about to take a rickshaw, to go back to his office and tell him that I didn't get any shirt for him. And after that I know what will he do, he fire me.

But then I saw a man in his old age , he is so old and I don't like it for some reason, in this age also he is working, why his children left him? Or wouldn't he have any children or worse family?

I can feel the pain as I too don't have any family and his helplessness, that I'm feeling right now.

I walked towards him, he is sitting on the floor, in his front he has opened a clothing shop.

"Uncle, can I have a shirt, please, this colour?" I asked, though I wanted to ask something else, but stopped myself.

"Sure bitiya. What is the size?" He asked after I told him the size and the color, he began to search for the shirt.

I was just looking at him, he looks around 65 to 75 years old, in this age, people are working for their living, why some children left their parents? Because they can live happily? But someone should tell them that happiness comes with their parents, and not without them. Ask those peoples who don't get their family, their parents, I'm one of them and it hurts to see the new generation becoming careless for their parents, not everyone but some of them.