"Meri job to pakki hai" Seher winked at that girl.

Seher watched as the other candidates were called one by one into the interview room, each of them disappearing inside for several minutes before coming back out.

Soon enough, Seher's name was called out, and her heart leaped into her throat.

She took a deep breath and slowly stood up walking towards the cabin.

"May I come in sir?"

"Yes , please come in." Vivek responded , his tone authoritative but polite.

Seher stepped into the cabin , her eyes taking in the office with a quick glance.

The room was spacious, with a large desk facing the door and several comfortable chairs arranged in front of it.

As Seher stepped into the cabin, Vivek looked up and their eyes met.

He took in her appearance with a neutral expression, though his gaze lingered on her for a few moments longer than was strictly necessary.

Seher took a seat in the chair that was offered.

Seher (in mind) : yaar yeh mujhe pehchan kyu nahi rahe hai? Amnesia vagera hai kya?

After a few moments of silence, he finally spoke up. "So, tell me a bit about yourself," he said, his voice steady and calm. "What are your strengths, and what makes you think you would be a good fit for this position?"

Seher took a deep breath and began

to answer the question. "Well, I am

very organized and detail-oriented,

She lied. "Also , I am CA aspirant

my last attempt was--

"Tell me what dream you had last

night?" He asked cutting her words.

Seher : Mai toh baarish me nach rahi thi , uske aage ka yaad nahi.

Vivek : that's the problem , the day

your dream becomes equals to night

dreaming , your dreams will come

ture. It's like , if right hand limit is

equal to left hand limit then only limit

exists.

She stared at her unbelievably.

Seher : bazaar me tama tar kitne rupee kilo hai Sir?

Vivek : huh?? Interview ke bich tamatar ka bhav kaha se aaya?

Seher : vaise hi jaise sapno ke bich ye calculus aaya.

Vivek : What I told you has very deep meaning if you try to understand then you will get it. And what you said is non-sense.

Seher (in mind) : Seher relax. (To him) : Varun come on yaar , I am your girlfriend.

Vivek raised his eyebrow.

Vivek : Behave Miss Shekhawat. I ain't you boyfriend nor you are my girlfriend. We are strangers.

Seher : We aren't. Aap fake boyfriend ho mere aur issi fake relationship ki kasam hai aapko.

Vivek : Get out.

Seher : Wth.

Vivek : I said get out of my cabin right now.

Seher : Aare aap to gussa ho Gaye,  mai to mazak kar rahi thi. Mai na multi-tasking bohot acche se handle karti hu. *in mind* voh baat alag hai sab bigad deti hu. *to him* Aur na mai bohot hi jyada organised person hu. Mujhe ekdam sorted chahiye hota hai sab. *in mind* mera room messy hota hai vo baat alag hai. *to him* In short I am perfect for this job post.

She got up and kept her file in front of him.

Seher : you can check my resume. Bas ek baar 8th class me aur ek baar 9th class me fail ho gayi thi. Uske baad meri education history me ek bhi daag dikhe na , mai apna naam badal dungi.

Vivek stared at her.

Vivek : How you got fail in 9th as well?

Seher : aare voh officially 8th me hi hui hu fail aur jab dad ne management quota se 9th class me admission kara diya tha , tab mai bohot loyal types ki Bandi thi to 8th  class ke papers dene chali gayi thi to 9th class bhi fail ho gayi.

Vivek : oh.

Seher : Haan! By the way , aap kitni baar passing marks se fail hue ho.

Vivek : be in your limits and get out.

She kept gazing him.

Seher : do you have amnesia?

Vivek : Huh? What?

Seher : You forgot me. Me jn Sarojini Nagar and you in your car. Remember?

Vivek: I do remember but right now I am in my company and you in my cabin.

Seher : oh haan. I got you Var...Sir. (she looked around his cabin) Sir.

Vivek : What?

Seher : Please don't scare me.

Vivek : Yaha baith ke timepass mat karo.

Seher : Karna bhi nahi hai sir. Just wanted to say Something.

Vivek : So say and leave. (In mind) dimag ka Dahi mar rahi hai yeh ladki. Iska resume sabse pehle jayega blocklist me.

Seher : I really need this job sir...and I pitch myself for this job and I assure you can get no better person for this position. Thankyou so much.

She got up and grab her file.

Vivek: Wait.

She looked at him : Yes?

He kept her broken bracelet on the table and slided it towards her.

Vivek : here , take this.

She looked at that bracelet and then at her wrist.

She looked at him for once andpicked up the bracelet : sir dustbin?

He thinned his eyebrow. She asked again.

Seher : Sir where is the dustbin?

"There" replied pointing towards the dustbin.

She went towards dustbin and threw that bracelet in dustbin.

Vivek: What the hell was that?

She murmured to herself : ek gift dedene se do chaar achi baatein boldene se koi apna nahi banta you proved it jay.

She stepped towards him : Ek baat batao sir. What is that one thing that is most special abt gifts the thing or the person who gave. The cost of it or the emotions behind it.

He looked into her eyes and his mind flashed back into the time when He met his little sister ishqi after legit 24 years and how he didn't cared about the cost before gifting her a Porsche and a bungalow and the smile on her face was worth it : The person and emotions behind it.

Seher : About this bracelet, the person who gifted this and his memories are something I dont wanna keep with me...thats like an extra baggage to carry all the time and abt emotions...Everything was fake and a game so..

He nodded. She blinked her eyes and picked up her files.

She didn't realise when she mistakenly dropped down a paper weight kept on his files. She looked at it then at vivek

He lifted his lashes down and picked it up.

Seher : Sorry. Iski vajah se points nahi cut karoge na? Aur vo bracelet vali baat batayi kyuki aapne puchi. Aur ye paper weight...Isle points mat cut karna. Interview ke basis pe lena decision. You have to be fair.

Vivek (raised his eyebrow ) : Interview aapne diya hi kaha hai madam?

She pulled chair for herself and sat on it. : puchlo.

Vivek : I got my answers.

Seher : Sure??

Vivek : Yeah.

Seher : Okie then see you tomorrow.

Vivek (murmured) : See you never. (To her) why?

Seher : Kyuki mai to select ho jaungi na.

Vivek : Kon aisi afvahe faila raha hai?

Seher : Matlb? Select nahi karoge?

Vivek : I won't. You aren't suitable to be my Personal assistant.

She stared at him for some seconds. Thinking if she should elaborate or not.

Vivek : Go and study.

She flinched and came out of her thoughts. She nodded and walked put of his cabin.

He shook his head and made himself comfortable on his chair and asked his manager to take the further interviews as he needs break.

His manager : Okay sir.

Time skips to the night :

Randhawa Mansion

As the time skipped to the night , Randhawa cousins (Ruhaan , Karan , Yuvraj & Ishita) found themselves cooking in kitchen.

As usual, Yuvraj was trying to boss everyone around, Ruhaan was being his goofy self, Karan was quietly chopping vegetables, and Ishita was stirring a pot on the stove.

When she was done she moved back and made herself comfortable on the chair.

"Oye koi maharani nahi hai tu , dusra kaam kar" Karan taunted her.

"Mere pyaare bhaiya's , Ghar me itne saare cook hai to mai kyu apne nails ki band Bajau?" She said as she pointed at them calling them cook.

"Kya ho raha hai yaha?" Aradhana interrupted as she stepped into the kitchen.

Ruhaan : Bhabhi aap bhul Gaye? Aaj aaj Monday hai. That means ham cousins ka cooking day hai.

Aradhana : Yeh Kab se start hua?

Karan : bas aaj se.

Aradhana : Niklo chaaro yaha se. Hafte ki starting me hi tum log cook karoge to Pura hafta kitchen saaf karne me hi chale jayega.

Yuvraj : Bhabhi don't roast yaar.

Karan : Haa bhabhi. Aise bejjati mat karo. We promise ham kitchen saaf kar denge.

Ishita : Haa bhabhi , I will make sure Karan bhaiya aur Yuvraj bhaiya saaf karenge.

Karan & Yuvraj (together) : Why we??

Ruhaan : Kyuki twins ho tum dono.

Yuvraj : Bhai is baat ka koi sense hai?

Ruhaan : Nahi hai.

Karan : To ye kyu bola??

Ruhaan : Kyuki tum dono ke baare me baat karne se pehle sense ki zarurat hi nahi padti.

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Date : 13-oct-2024

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