Heavy rains poured on the roof tops in the dark hour at late night. The sound of their fall was soothing, but loud at the same time. Parking the car, Karan walked towards his home. The duplex was his favourite place to bare his soul.
He was an entrepreneur, a caretaker of thousands of his employees.
Karan entered the living room, water drops dripped from his hair and his beard. He looked around for his phone in his pockets, checked messages, and emails and stepped towards the bathroom.
After a shower, he checked his fridge and found the dinner kept by his maid Saru. Saru served Karan for 8 years and cooked for him religiously.
Thanking her in mind, he finished his food.
Karan was on his balcony, surfing through the phone.
There was a restless breeze
touching his manly, bearded face and he gazed deep up into the cloudy, dark sky. The rains reduced their force gradually. A thought crossed his mind. Am I missing someone at this very moment? What is making me restless today in this huge house? Answers seemed nowhere near his mind. Unable to sleep, he moved from the balcony and went towards his bedroom. He lay down on his huge king-size bed, trying to sleep. With the new restlessness enveloping his otherwise calm mind, Karan finally slept.
Early morning sun rays
kissed Karan’s beard. Rubbing his eyes he looked for his better half, his mobile phone and went through the missed calls, emails and messages.
After the shower, he probed through his wardrobe. Suit? Tuxedo? His mood was to slip into some formal today.
He came down to the basement and eyed his cars. He found his transport for today. His favourite – Duster.
Swiftly Karan walked towards it and drove his love into the busy roads of the city.
Signals were sometimes testing times of one’s patience.
“What is it?” He questioned his thumping heart.
“It’s just a signal. Calm down, my dear. Just a few moments and we shall be out of this traffic.”
Unaware of destiny and its miracles, he crossed the next signal.
Driving was his passion, so he loved to control the steering himself. He put on some light music, an ardent Bollywood music lover he was. And all of a sudden, he applied the brakes. “Damn.”
He saw someone
almost dashed against his Duster. He was used to one-handed driving usually. Grabbing the steering with both his hands, he halted the car.
He tried to figure out who the person was by peeping out. As he did not spot anyone, he stepped out and saw a girl straightening her dress and brushing off the bits of mud from her dress.
She turned and looked at him.
Instantly he was drowned, deep into her eyes. Her beautiful kajal-filled eyes. He couldn’t take off his eyes off her beautiful, innocent gaze.
The reason for his thumping heart was found.
An accidental meeting with someone special.
“Are you fine?”
Karan asked in his deep dusky voice.
” Yes, I am. Don’t worry.” She replied with a faint smile. Brushing off the mud from her dress she started to move away.
“I can leave you to your destiny”.
“That’s fine. I will take a cab and go. The venue of my interview is not very far from here. I will manage. Thank you so much.”
She walked away from there. But Karan kept looking at her till she disappeared. He felt he should have persuaded her to get into his car. He held himself responsible for wasting her time. Several thoughts flooded his mind and he drove ahead. Looking at his watch he geared up for his office. Karan parked his car and got down.
‘Good morning sir’ echoed his ears as he entered his office building and moved towards his cabin.
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His friend as well as manager Aarun asked Karan.
“What? I mean why this question?” Karan questioned him back…
Aarun said “Hmm. Something is different today. My dear, we are lined up with interviews and you are in your formals.”
Looking at Karan from top to bottom Aarun said.
Smiling Karan replied “So! What difference does it make? I am still the owner of KV Group of Industries. Appearances can be deceptive my dear. Relax. Get ready for the selection of my personal secretary. Though I am expecting someone as responsible and trusted as Samantha. I wish she continued. Come on let’s get ready.”
It was 10 am. Karan’s office walls were made up of one-way glass. He used it to keep a check on what was happening around him. Aarun was seated in the chair next to him and was arranging files and papers. Karan took a walk along his office glass wall to look, at which candidates have come to take Samantha’s place. Samantha was Karan’s PS and one of his most trusted employees. She had resigned due to some personal reasons.
Wait, who is there? His eyes stopped at the face which made his heart race this morning. The one he almost dashed his Duster against. Karan spoke to himself. Oh yes, it was her.
She got up,
glancing at the office decors, thinking whether she would get this job.
She had heard a lot about this group of industries. And was keen on giving her best for getting this golden opportunity.
As she moved towards the one-way glass window panes, his eyes saw a close-up glimpse of this angel.
Yes, she must be an angel. The calm on her face and her charming, positive aura had already caught his attention this morning.
And now, she was standing next to him, with just the one-way window panes in between them. His eyes never left her. He walked along with her, as she moved along the glass panes. Gazing at her, he was lost in her angelic existence.
He touched her face with his strong, long fingers but couldn’t feel her as there was this glass wall in between them. ‘So delicate, so naive‘, he thought.
A tap on his shoulder
broke her spell on him.
He turned around to find Aarun staring at him.
“Like since 2 minutes, I am calling out your name dude, where are you lost?”
Karan smiled and replied. “Sorry. Tell me, what’s the position? I mean how many candidates are up for this interview?
“Hmm. Are we still going to conduct this interview? Or probably the choice of your PS is already final?
“Karan’s unusual behaviour had already caught Aarun’s attention.
“Of course, the scheduled interviews are certainly going to happen, bro. Guess we can start right in 5 min.”
Turning away from her, he walked towards his chair.
“Come on. After all, we need a perfect replacement for Sam.” He meant Samantha.
And the interviews started.
Aarun had been his manager from the time when Karan’s business was just amateur, till it touched golden skies. They tasted success together and were each other’s confidantes.
One after the other girls came and left the cabin, but Karan’s eyes were unknowingly searching and waiting for her.
Outside his cabin, she was lost in her own thoughts and doubted whether she will get this opportunity or not.
“Please help me, dear Universe.”
Closing her eyes,
she was silently prayed to the universe. She believed one has to ask a wish honestly from the mighty universe, and the wish will be granted. An ardent believer in the universe that she was.
As the only daughter, she had the responsibility of looking after her mother, to earn for her house after her father’s demise. After graduating, she was qualified to become a Secretary, a PS in particular. And here was her first interview with the KV group of industries.
She heard the receptionist calling her name and she got up. With the dream of getting this opportunity, she knocked on the door and entered . . his life.
Good morning Sir. I am Ms. Samiksha Samuel.
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3 thoughts on “Part 1- The Lovers”
Beautiful start. Please go ahead and release the next part of the story. Eagerly waiting….👍😘😘
Thanks a lot dear❤
Enjoyed the first part very interesting.