What is this mess Palak? News papers everywhere... are you planning to start side business of kabad (waste things)
Shut up Setu and come, help me clear this up. All of them are useless; they don't have a single proper Job in whole Delhi...
Jobs are everywhere darling, the problem is, they don't have what you want... by the way why are you troubling yourself? Mamta maam's offer is still on.
I am telling you Setu I WILL NOT GO THERE...chapter closed.
Are you serious Palak? You know what your current situation is, you badly need money and only this job can offer such a big amount right now.
Easy for you to say Setu, you were not there... I was! you have no idea how ill mannered that man is... he threw a full glass of water right on my face and shouted GET OUT.
You should understand his condition Palak, people get frustrated in situations like this... and what I heard is, he's kinda living inside a house like a prisoner, nobody saw him out about almost a year, can you believe that? He locked himself there and maybe much more in his heart. He needs help Palak.
Oh please, I didn't do anything wrong with him, first time we met and that's how he treated me, he is a jerk Setu. You know I met his mother, she is so sweet, so nice and her son, totally opposite, she really cares about him, I remember when she was asking me to help her I didn't have a heart to say no to her... but that Rithwik... No just no.
Palak listen to me, sometimes we have to make compromises for getting what we really want, right now that's the only best looking option.
Really? Why don't you go then?
First I am not the physiotherapist here and second I don't need that much money. You are running short of time Palak... think about it.
Agrrr I'll keep trying, there must be some other way.
Sure... keep deceiving yourself. Anyways I have to cover a story gotta go... bye, Setu side hugged and left picking her folder and tablet.
Setu was not completely wrong, if I look the other way, that's the only job offers me the money I need. Mamta maam promised me but how would I tolerate that man, even just a thought about him boils my blood.
So after few more failed attempts for 3 days, I crushed my ego under my flip flops and decided to go... after all beggars can't be choosers. I should be thankful Mamta maam is still ready to hire me, on that given time, I reached to the enormous Noon mansion, taking deep breath I hit that red button, I must say perfect choice of color for entering this house, an old lady in her 70's arrived and opened the door with grin on her face, I wanna pat this lady on the back for smiling, it is a big thing to have genuine smile when you work for someone like Rithwik Noon.
Welcome, Mamta ji told me about your arrival... come inside.
Aap?
Everyone calls me Tari, I cook for Ricky baba... sit here I'll bring something for you.
I smiled to her, she looks sweet.
Damn this house looks huge, I kept my bag on nearby table and decide to explore a bit, wow... I am not into show pieces but a particular thing caught my attention, it was looking like an artificial bird's nest... I picked it up, so engrossed that didn't hear anyone entering... A loud voice jerked me & made me lose control, I almost dropped it, gaining my composer, I kept it back and turned to face him... that monster.
What are you doing here? He asked, genuinely surprised, so he thought I would never come back, well I thought that too, until my cruel fate forced me.
I am here for my job, as your personal physiotherapist.
He laughed bitterly... really? I guess I remember someone saying she would never be around someone like me... also saying something about not working at a place where women gets no respect.
Agrrr... I hate that smirk on his face right now. I too forced a smile and replied, actually Mr. Noon, not everyone born with a silver spoon, some people really have to work hard to make a living, besides I really need money.
Yeah money... this is something pulls everyone back one way or another, so tell me what's your price?
Excuse me? I really didn't like his way of asking.
Chill... I am just asking about your salary, I am sure mom must have promised you a big amount that's why you are back here.
I folded my arms, seriously this guy is testing my patience. Why don't you ask your mother?
He rolled his eyes... whatever.
He turned to go but I stopped him, taking position front of him confidently I told him... I know you don't want me here & like last time you will again play your cheap tricks to make me leave but let me tell you...
He cut me off in between & said, don't worry I will let you work peacefully.
I was taken aback by his statement, why? I asked.
Because no matter how many care takers or physiotherapist leaves, my mom hire a new one every time, she just can't give up. So I have an offer for you, come here every day, take your salary and go, only condition is to stay out of my way & don't show me your face.
Oh hello, how do I suppose to work if I stay away from you, I am hired for you. He raised his eye brows; damn I hate this man's dirty mind. I mean I got job of your exercises & that can't be possible without your co operation.
You don't have to do anything. Do you get that?
Then why should I even come? To kill mosquitoes?
Well if you like you can... we don't have any inside the house but you can go to the garden area... he replied with seriousness in his tone.
Oh please, stop being ridiculous.
Who started? Anyways I don't care what you do here, read books, watch movies, surf internet, roam around the house... but just stay away from me and forget about my treatment.
Saying that he turned his high tech wheel chair and started moving in a direction he came from.
I shook my head, this guy is impossible... don't you wanna walk again? I shouted from behind.
He replied NO!! Without looking back.
I stood there immobile, watching him disappear across the hall, what the hell is his problem???
