Chapter 1

Hey friends... I know I have to post my other stories and I will be hopefully updating them in a week or 2   as always i am late but ... sometimes we can't hold the situations and circumstances and i am the lucky one because all the hurdles come in my path only  but for now I am here with a FS which stuck in my mind while listening the song CHANNA MEREYA, no doubt, I have tough schedule and exams are on it's way and i have to update the other one as well but still the idea which has hit my mind will eat me up untill i wouldnt pen it down ... so i am writing this FF... scroll down please, give it a read and lemme know about your reviews...it will help me in writing further 

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Banner Credits to kusima

Part ~ 1

I, Armaan Mallik the Managing Director of, G & M Builders, have never thought that my life would take the U- turn ever. I didn't have thought in my wildest nightmare that, I, being an arrogant, harsh and self-pride business man will ever become so sensitive and soft. I, the man of less but strong words will ever speak out for someone else, except for me and my business firm.

 

But as they say, everything happens once in a lifetime, and it did. My biggest characteristics of a non-emotional and productive person will change but it did, as if it was the matter of a cool breeze.

I have always heard in the stories and movies about the aromatic cool breeze, flying duppattas and autumn leaves, and the cherry on the cake, as we feel that World has stopped for a while with an entry of someone in front of you, but I have never ever believed in that, but who knew it will happen to me, and it did.

Do you want to know how? Then you have to flow with me in OUR story.

 

"Oh come on Prasad! How many times I have to say that I want a better executive manager then the present one and you always appoint good for nothing people", I screamed at my P.A. Prasad.

He bowed his head and replied in soft tone, "I'm really sorry Sir; I will again give an advertisement for the new executive director now only"

"Better!", I now said in a bit low tone this time and ordered, "Wait! dont give the advertisement", I said arching my brow and he turned back to look at me, "But sir, now you said--", he clueless asked me.

"Yes! Give an advertisement for a personnel assistant", I looked at him with a grin.

"I didn't get you"

I came closer to him and fix his tie knot and replied looking into his eyes, "YOU ARE FIRED"

The words might have echoed in his mind because his wet forehead was reflecting his condition and before he could plead for his survival in the company, I stepped back and screamed, "Out!"

"But Sir!!", he pleaded

"I said get lost, because my decision wouldn't change and who knows it better than you", I clenched my jaw and he left the cabin with disappointment and a feeling of being a looser.

I immediately but furiously called to the advertising department of the company, "Hello! give an advertisement for a well-qualified P.A. for me along with an executive officer"

"Yes Sir!", the lady on the other side of the phone call obeyed.  

"And this time I'm going to take the interviews myself, did you get that?"

 

"Yes Sir", she sheepishly replied to me and I disconnected the call

And the same time a voice took my attention and forced me to turn back, "Oh come one Ammy! Don't fire that poor guy", she creased her brows and suggested me.

"And why should I do that?", I shrugged my shoulder and gave her a Why-does-it-matters-to-you look.

 

"Tch! Because he is your employee not servant! In fact we shouldn't even talk in this tone with our slaves and servants as well", she replied.

I gave her a fake smile, "Really Riddhima, how sweet of you", and continued myself in harsh tone, "Itne waqt kaam karne ke baad bhi tum nahi samjhi ke in logo ko jitna sar pe chadaoge, utna ye tumhare sar pe chad ke dance karenge"

Riddhima nodded her head to and fro and replied in serious tone, "You know what Ammy, You're my childhood friend, in fact we are best friends, our fathers were also, but sometimes I think, I know you but I can't understand who and what are you"

I took a deep breath, "It doesn't matter to me. Even I can't understand you but still we are best friends that's why we are best for each other, that's why our parents decided in our childhood that we are best for each other"

"Armaan! Love is the only and only best part of relationship, which you don't have for me, unfortunately", she chocked in between.

I rolled my eyes, "Riddhima! We live in 21^st century, not 17^th were love was everything, when people used to make Taj Mahal for their best half, nowadays love doesn't exist"

"May be. But that souvenir of love, Taj Mahal is one of the 7^th wonder of the world and everyone praise it", Riddhima blinked her eyes and replied in low tone.

 

"Yeah! That's point, its just a wonder, not a fact and I am a practical person, who will fulfill my and your father's wish, to marry with you, because it is the best decision for my business empire", I declared as it was my ultimate decision which will never ever change and I thought the same as well but her next and last statement forced me to think a while.

She sarcastically replied, "You and your business empire! I'm doing this for my father and you for your business, that's the difference between you and me. I and you both know that I love you a lot but you don't, and I respect that decision of yours... But Armaan mark my words, if you aren't in love it doesn't mean you will never. Life ek aisi cheez hai jo kis karwat mud jaye koi nahi janta... The Great Armaan Mallik, bhi nahi", and she departed as if she was so sure about this, I noticed her saying for a while but left it, being a typical Armaan Mallik, the one who doesn't believes in LOVE.

 

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I, Shilpa Malhotra, a simple, chirpy and full of life girl, who believes in dream, love and emotions a lot, was so upset with the closure of the company for which I was working few days back. Indeed, I was well educated and qualified for a good job, but after many interviews I didn't got the job, which was frustrating me even more, but always had a belief that life is like a coin who has to aspects, one is struggle and another a luxury, and this was the time of my struggle to whom I welcomed with open arms and didn't cursed anyone for this.

As they say, if we are positive and always ready to change our life and fate, the God helps us, and I was not an exception, it did to me as well. In a cold morning, I draped myself with a shawl and picked up the newspaper, while sipping my coffee mug, as it was my daily habit. I was so curious to read the classified column of it and started going through it and then my arrow got a target, because there was an another advertisement for a job that too in a reputed company, called as G & M Builders.

 

But when I read the news it was too late, the pendulum buzzed and it was showing 8 a.m., and the interview was from 8.30. a.m. I literally thought that I'm not going to get that job but I, being myself thought to at least give a try and I rushed to the washroom to take a quick shower.

After Around 10 minutes I grabbed my documents and hand bag, rushed outside but someone called me from my back, "Shilpa! Where are you going, at least have your breakfast"

"No Choti Ma! I don't have enough time I have to rush now, it's a matter of life and death", and I called the cab passing through the road and immediately jumped inside and ordered him to drive fast as much he can.

 

"Pagal Ladki! Humesha jaldi mein rehti hai", Choti Ma shrugged her head.

I said that it was a matter of life and death but who knew it WILL become a matter of life and death, and change my life with a blink.

Oops! I forgot to introduce Choti Ma, Mrs. Padma Modi. I was only 11, when my parents expired in a car accident; Mr. Rishab Modi and Mrs. Padma Modi, adopted me as I was their own child. In words, they were just our family friend, but in reality they were more than a family, and after my parents' demise, they were my ONLY family. That accident changed my life overnight, my uncle and aunty became my Chote Papa and Choti Ma, and they gave me the love and support even more than they gave to their son, Siddhant Modi, my best friend.

Whenever I passed with happiness, sadness, excitement, anxiety or any other emotion, he was always there to support me, in fact I can say that he is the only person in the whole universe with whom I could share my goods and bads, both.

And with this lane of thought, I didn't even realize when I reached to my destination, from where my new journey was going to start.

 

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Armaan's POV:

"Arghh!! I have taken around 30-40 interviews but no one is there who can stand up on my expectations, in fact I think there is no one who can fulfill them", I threw my pen somewhere on the perfectly cleaned floor and massaged my temples with my thumb in frustration.

Riddhima immediately rolled her eyes and replied, "There will surely someone, the reason is you just find flaws, instead of their qualities"

I retorted her back, "Aisa hai to tum hi appoint kar lo, but I don't want any mistake in future"

"Tumse jitna bahut mushkil hai... Anyways I'm leaving, my head is paining a lot, tumhare sath kaam karna is equal to head ache", she sighed and exited and left me with What-the-hell-look.

 

Shilpa's POV:

 

I jumped the pebbles of staircase furiously so I can reach the spot soon as much I could and taking deep breath I finally reached and jumped on the couch which was lying there. I realized that the few candidates who were entering the cabin of interviewer were coming outside with gloomy face, which confirmed that I can even get the job opportunity, which relaxed me for a while because I was the last candidate, and suddenly the buzz of bell took me back with jerk into the reality.

I nervously entered inside, my legs were shivering and the fresh saliva I gulped down. I didn't had that feeling ever in my lifetime, I had never became nervous but this time it was something new, and I was shocked with this feeling of mine.

I knocked the door, "May I come in"

 

Armaan's POV:

I was sipping the caffeine from my coffee mug when a soft and melodious voice took my attention towards it. SHE was asking for the permission to come inside my cabin. I wasn't able to see her, as she was on the other side of the door, but still I could feel that something new was going to happen in my life.

I allowed to enter her and she with nervousness came inside holding her documentary file and a bag with her, but my eyes were just on her face, which was so innocent and her grey orbs, who were glaring the floor, but still I could read the honesty and truthfulness in them.

The cold breeze kissed my cheeks and my eyes couldn't blink, not even once. I, the man of no feelings was feeling something for the unknown girl, to whom I have, just saw. I didn't know why, but this feeling was announcing in my heart, which was sleeping from years, that these feelings were very pure.

Shilpa's POV:

I entered inside lowering my eyes, glaring to the clean and transparent floor because I don't know why, first in the lifetime I had no idea why I wasn't able to face the person, who was there to take the interview. I have always been so confident for my capabilities and achievements, but this has never happen to me.

 

I finally grab the strength to face the interviewer, who was glaring me as I was an alien, at which I creased my brows a bit and when I realized that I was an interviewee, I pressed my lips in thin line and wished him, "Good morning Sir!"

I gulped the fresh saliva down when I felt that an aromatic cool breeze passed besides me, but I forced myself to come back from the trance of the lala land.

 

Armaan's POV:

My heart was not allowing me concentrate on my work which happened only this time to myself, but I persuade my heart and chose my brain over it so I can concentrate on my work and finally allowed her to take a seat.

She smiled a bit and jumped on the seat, "Thank you Sir"

"Well! Ms?", I asked as I didn't know her name.

"Shilpa! Shilpa Malhotra", she replied immediately.

"Okay Ms. Malhotra. So let us come to the topic for which you and I are here", I was constantly forcing myself to concentrate because whenever I met my eyes with her, I became lost in them, so I decided to not look at her, not even once.

 

Shilpa's POV:

I was nervous and anxious but trying to get normal and professional instead he was the one who wasn't making my work easy and I was losing my concentration from the real reason I was there for. I decided to not look at him, as his eyes had some magic who were trying to grab my attention towards them, and every time I used to look into the pair of ocean blue eyes, I used to lose myself, unintentionally.

 

I took a deep sigh and decided to not look at him, when the same time I heard his words, "So! How much salary would you prefer, Ms..."

"Excuse Me", I was aghast that why the heck this man who was the owner of the company and the interviewer directly asked me about the salary without even taking my interview and on the top of that who does ask about the salary to the employee, its employer's choice how much the employee deserves.

 

Armaan's Pov:

"I asked how much salary you would prefer", even I don't know why did I directly asked this question to her being a professional, but I did.

Even she was surprised, would be an understatement, she was shocked when she heard this so she confirmed, "But sir, you haven't even taken my interview"

Her melodious voice immediately grabbed attention and I looked into her grey orbs and again lose my control over myself, which wasn't already not in my hands but this time I totally lose it and spilled the beans out, "You are employed"

I have never done this kind of unprofessionalism ever in my career of 7 years but this was something new, amazed and shocking for me. I shook my hands with her smooth hands, I didn't want to leave her hand but she quickly took the hand back and asked for permission to leave, I, after taking few minutes permitted her and she left.

 

Shilpa's POV:

I was entering inside the house but I was totally lost and keep blabbering with myself, "Who offers a job to an employee without even taking interview"

"Weird Man", I murmured when the same time I heard a voice from behind, "Oh hello Madam! Who is that interesting person, who has imprint his image in your mind"

"Shut up Sid!", I threw the pillow in his direction and he keenly protected himself from it.

I threw my handbag on the couch and jumped on it, my face was gloomy as someone has hurt me a lot. Sid came towards me seriously and gets seated on his toes on the floor; he held my palms in his and asked, "What happen? Is everything alright?"

"No. Not at all", I twisted my lips aside and narrated the whole incident happened in the office.

Sid was so aghast when he heard this but after few seconds he smiled, "Well, what's wrong in that?"

"Sid, it's too weird at least for me. Kisi ne meri qualification dekhe bina hi mujhe job dedi, how's that possible", I shrugged my shoulder.

"Okay! I understand, but look you needed job and you got that, and now it's his problem ke wo interview le na le, hume use kya", he logically answered and I pressed my lips in a thin line.

A nodded my head in affirmation and gave him a smile but I was still a bit surprised, Sid patted the pillow on my head and I pouted, "Ouch!"

"I have made my special hot chocolate for you, mood thik ho jayega", and it lighten my mood and face again glowed.

 

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Armaan's POV:

"Ammy! What the hell I am listening, you employed a girl without even taking interview", the super shocked Riddhima asked.

"How do you know that?", my eyes popped out.

She gave a fake smile and said, "This is my office as well, and humare jasoos yaha kone kone me faile hue hai", she winked and I rolled my eyes, "Come to the point Ridz!"

"I am on the point, you are the one who is changing the topic, and by the way mujhe jaha se bhi pata chala it doesn't matter, what does matter is that why did you do that", she spilled out her beans in single breath and I had no answer to reply so I gave her an excuse, "Well! Her profile was fantastic so I recruited her", and with that I left the spot so I can't face another questions of her.

She shrugged her head after my departure, "Come on Ammy I know you from childhood, there is something in that girl", she stopped and took a sigh, "Let's see what's that, after all she is coming tomorrow only" 

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