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Maan was by all means not superstitious but he started to doubt his belief as every small thing went wrong on this day. In the morning, his servant called out for him as he had lifted his feet to leave home and on the way his car broke down. Then, from nowhere a black cat crossed his way and terrible news awaited him in office.
"Maan sir, see this." Adi switched on the TV. There was the breaking news about a bomb blast in an old factory in Hoshiarpur. According to officials, the factory was empty during the blast and there have only been materialistic damages and no casualties. The cause of the blast was still unknown but the local police was investigating.
"Sir, this factory belongs to Ashutosh Thakur. This place was just used for storage before the coal was transported to Delhi." Maan instantly called Thakur to inquire. As it appeared, the damage had been minimal. Thakur suspected the blast to have occurred due to a leakage in a machine but he couldn't be sure. Their work, though, had to stop as long as they didn't get green signal from the officials. It was only a precaution but it nearly caused Maan to have a break down. A lot was on stake if this project did not continue.
Every employee got to feel that tension that Maan was going through but not as much as Geet. Since the news of the bomb blast had reached his ears, Maan had become very irritable. He kept changing his mind every other minute, yelled at Geet for being utterly incapable and even scolded Pinky for no fault of hers.
It was after the end of their duty, when Geet was consoling Pinky. Her sobs had died down and tears stopped. Her eyes were puffy and face all red from crying. Adi had tried to justify Maan's behaviour. Pinky had called him DD ka chamcha and hadn't talked to him since.
"Pinky, don't take it to your heart. I am sure he didn't mean any of those things he said. It is just that this new project is making him nervous." Geet ran her hand over Pinky's head. The chubby girl nodded. She knew she had little to complain, compared to some of the things Geet had to hear from Maan.
"Ok, how about I give you an ice cream treat?" This clearly lightened Pinky's mood and both left for a small ice cream parlour in the mall.
Not far away from them, Yash was sitting opposite to Meera. When Yash had told her about the date, she had half expected him to take her to one of his usual clubs he kept talking about. To her surprise, he was waiting in a formal suit in Delhi's most exclusive restaurant. Meera felt out of place in her simple dress but Yash squeezed her hand to assure her that all was well and she looked perfect for the evening. He felt her nervousness and her fidgeting hands and stealing glances were a clear give away. Hence Yash behaved as a gentleman throughout the dinner. The evening ended when Yash asked Meera for a dance. The slow music and romantic atmosphere brought a sense of closeness to them. Their moment got interrupted, however, when someone called out for Meera.
"MEERA." Meera's head shot up. It was then that she realised that it had been on Yash's shoulder. The smile on her face got replaced by shock and fear. Yash also looked at the person and found him somewhat familiar.
"Meera, come down." Meera left Yash instantly and spoke in a shaky voice to the person. He seemed angry and displeased.
"Yash, I'll call you later", was all Meera said before she left a confused and dejected Yash alone.
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