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Avantika's pov

When I heard the result, I felt a rush of excitement. I couldn't help but shout with joy, feeling incredibly happy and thrilled. "Ab Bina jyada mehnat ke itna achha result aa jaye to ittna to bnta hai ji " ( "If such a good result comes with little effort, then this much celebration is justified.")

But I didn't notice everyone starting to gather around me. Just as I was about to leave out of embarrassment, I saw three younger guys rushing toward me. They were breathing heavily, their faces flushed, and it looked like they had sprinted straight from an Olympic track. Their sudden arrival caught me off guard, and I could see the excitement in their eyes as they approached.

"Yrr bss Khushi meh bol dia jor se , ab kya saja donge uski muje " ( "Man, I just shouted out of happiness, now what punishment will I get for that?")

I looked in their direction, feeling confused. Initially, they seemed worried, but as soon as they saw me, their eyes lit up with a smile. They started walking towards me slowly, each step filled with a gentle reassurance." I am worried about joining karne se pahele hi na nikal de ye . "( "I'm worried that they might withdraw before joining.")

"Aap thik to hai bh... Miss" ( are you fine si...... Miss ). "I recall that Rudra, the young man I first encountered while clutching a shirt, mentioned this when i saw the boss."

"Ji " ( yes)
As I spoke out my response, ready to explain the situation, a sudden loud voice reverberated through the office. Startled, I glanced around to see everyone who had been standing nearby hastily vacating the area. The unexpected interruption left me momentarily bewildered, wondering what had caused such a commotion.

As they draw closer, my gaze instinctively rises, and I find myself captivated by the depth of his piercing blue eyes. Time seems to stand still as I become lost in their mesmerizing allure, feeling a magnetic pull that I can't resist." Inki aankhe aankhe nyi puri ki Puri kainaat hai . Inti Sundar aankhe humne inke pahele kabhi nyi dekhi bhole ."( "These eyes are like the entire universe in themselves. I have never seen such beautiful eyes before.")

Disturbing my beautiful thoughts for Mr . Rajawat's kainaat(eyes) . He asked the question . I glanced at the three people next to me, unsure why they were there. They explained their reasons, and I listened closely, trying to figure out what to do next.

After what felt like an eternity, Mr. Rajawat broke the silence with a question directed at me. My mind raced as I processed his words, contemplating how to respond from my perspective. "Ek pal ko to lga jaise inhe sab yaad ho . Or is khayal se hi mera dil bechain hogya . Logo ka Dil dhadakta hai isiliye vo jitte, hai ek din mai iss dil ki dhadkano ki vajh se na mar jau . "( "It felt like for a moment as if they remembered everything. And just with this thought, my heart became restless. People's hearts beat because they leave , I think because of this hurt , I die because of the beats of this heart.")

I gathered my composure and responded to him confidently. His congratulations brought a smile to my face, and I was about to express my gratitude when the others around me suddenly began chattering( gutrgu) amongst themselves, their voices blending into an indistinct murmur.

As I scanned the room, I couldn't help but notice the array of reactions to my congratulatory gesture. Most nodded appreciatively, a few smiled, but it was the three young men in the corner who caught my attention. At first, they seemed unnoticed, but their shocked expressions spoke volumes. Their eyes screamed confusion and disbelief, as if questioning the very fabric of reality. It was as if they were caught in a whirlwind of emotions, utterly bewildered by the unfolding scene before them.

Before they could utter a word, I swiftly interjected with a polite "thank you so much, boss." My response was a blend of gratitude and professionalism, masking any potential discomfort or confusion in the air. It was important to maintain a sense of composure and gratitude, even in the midst of the unexpected reactions swirling around us.

" bande ne bus congratulate Kiya hai yrr "( "He just congratulated, man.")

As the day wore on, colleagues dispersed to their respective tasks, and I made my way downstairs towards my flat. Suddenly, a figure I couldn't quite place, perhaps a manager or some authority, approached me. They announced that as a newly selected employee, I was entitled to complimentary office cab services. Without hesitation, I accepted the unexpected perk and promptly made my way home, eager to settle into my humble abode.

Aadish p o v

"Unki nazron ki gustakhiyan Jaan legi ek din hamari , jis tarah se unki vah Kali Ghani Aankhen Hume nihaar rahi thi, hay main mar java" ( "The audacity of their gazes will take our life one day, just as their dark, intense eyes were staring at us, oh, I could die.")

As soon as she left, I wasted no time in ensuring she had a safe ride home, arranging cabs through Mr. Mehta's service. Just as I was about to make another call, those pesky monkeys barged into my cabin, disrupting the moment yet again. They always seem to find a way to spoil my peace and quiet.

Office talks

"Is he really a boss? He never appreciates anyone."

"It's like a punch in the gut, hearing those words. Ten years of dedication, three promotions earned through hard work, and not once did he acknowledge it. It feels like my efforts have been overlooked and dismissed."

"Is she his cousin. "

"Are they in a relationship but how can , the rumour is he is a gay . "

Continue with Aadish pov

"Bhai sa sab ke samne kya Kiya Aaj , aap jante Hain aapane Aaj Tak hamen Aisa kuchh nahin kaha, Aisa kaise kar sakte hain aap hamare sath " ( "Bro, what did you do in front of everyone today? You know you've never done anything like this to us before. How could you do this to us?"). Aadish slumped in the chair beside Om, mirroring his brothers somber expression. Thoughts raced through his mind, wondering what could have caused Om's sadness. The air around them felt heavy with unspoken emotions, and Aadish couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern for his brothers.

As Aadish and Om sat with their faces, Armaan and Rudra remained standing nearby, observing the scene with a toothy smile.

"Om bhai sa aap jante nahin bhai sa yah sirf ek Insan ke liye kar sakte hain , or voh hamari bhabhi sa hai , jinke liye unhone Aaj hi ye kiya hai."("Om bhai, you don't know, bhai, he can only do this for one person, and that is our sister-in-law, for whom he did this today.") Rudra said with a happy face .

"Sabke samne ki hai koi chhoti baat nahin hai Rudra . " ("It's not a small matter to do it in front of everyone, Rudra.")

Om said being tensed because this one can even become a reason for others to harm Avantika .

Aadish felt a wave of tension wash over him as Om's words sank in. The realization hit him hard - his own anxiety could inadvertently put Avantika in harm's way. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, prompting him to reevaluate his actions and their potential consequences.

Armaan replied to om very professionally "aapko bhabhi sa ki chinta karne ki koi jarurat nahin hai, Humne sare office members se ek consent form per sign karva liya hai, jisse office ki ek bhi baat is diwari ke bahar nahi ki ja sakti , Varna vah apni job ko denge . Or aap to jante hi hai Rajawat industries se nikalne ke bad bahar koi bhi job Milana impossible hai ." ( "You don't need to worry about Bhabhi sa. We've had all the office members sign a consent form, ensuring that nothing from the office is discussed outside these walls. Otherwise, they risk losing their jobs. And as you know, finding another job after leaving Rajawat Industries is nearly impossible.")

"Ohh ye aapne kab Kiya Hame to khabar hi nahin Hui " ("Oh, when did you do this? I had no idea.") Aadish watched with surprise as Om expressed his astonishment, while Rudra and Armaan exchanged a high five. The revelation left Aadish feeling equally blindsided; he hadn't been informed of this development either. It seemed like there was more happening behind the scenes than he had realized.

Author pov

"Achha to ye Rudra ka plan tha " ( ohh , so it was Rudra's plan ) om said while turning towards Rudra .

Rudra said patting om's shoulder " choti choti deshon mein aisi badi badi baten hoti rahti hai senorita ". ( "In small countries, big things like this often happen, Senorita.")
As the words were uttered, laughter erupted throughout the room, filling the air with a contagious joy. Among the laughter was Aadish Rajawat, the one known for his stoic demeanor, his laughter breaking through the barriers of twelve long years. It was a moment of unexpected lightness, a rare glimpse of warmth in the midst of their shared circumstances.

Aadish's transformation didn't go unnoticed by those around him, and they all understood the source of this newfound warmth in his life - his angel, Vani. She was not just his pranpriye , but the essence of his existence, the beating of his heart. Her presence had brought a lightness to his once solemn demeanor, filling his life with joy and laughter. She was the one who had touched his heart in a way no one else could.

As the three of them gazed upon Aadish's smiling face, their expressions shifted from shock to surprise. It was a rare sight indeed, for Aadish was known for his stoicism, never revealing his emotions so openly. Yet there he stood, a beacon of warmth amidst their astonishment, his smile a revelation of a hidden depth they had never before witnessed.

Aadish said "kya hasna gunah hai kya ?? ."("What's wrong with laughing, is it a sin ?")

"Nahi Magar........... Aap aise..... chale jaane dijiye."( No but ......you ... Let it go ) In unison, the three of them spoke, their voices synchronized in harmony, as Aadish remained absorbed in his work. Amidst their conversation, Aadish found solace, his heart and mind at ease after a prolonged wait. Finally, he had encountered his angel, his Vani. The mere knowledge of her safety filled him with joy, bringing a sense of contentment he had long yearned for.

Two days had passed, and Aadish's impatience grew as he eagerly awaited the sight of his little one, while she..." bhaad meh jaye duniya , mujhe to bhaye bss mera khayali pulao bhaye ( fictional man ) " ("The world can go to hell for all I care, as long as my fiction man please me")

On the side, Aadi lingered for hours by her balcony, his heart yearning for just a glimpse of her." vo bhi nasib nayi huye inhe ".

Finally it's a day of her joining.

"Ram ram" She uttered, rising from her bed, noticing that while she had slept on the right side last night, she now found herself positioned at the upper end of the bed. "What a beautiful sleeping style, madam," she remarked with admiration.

Avantika's pov

"Bhole dhyan rakhna Mera , chalo byy ji ab late ho jaugi sham ko milte hai by byy ".("Take care of myself, bhole. Alright then, I'll get late, let's meet in the evening. Bye bye.") I said tata to my bhole and left for the cab .

As I entered, carrying some files in one hand and a small handbag in the other, I collided with another person. Thankfully, my injury had almost healed, allowing me to walk properly again.

Apologies spilled from my lips as I bent down to gather my scattered files, assuming the person I bumped into was in a rush. However, upon rising to my feet, I realized he was still standing there. It struck me that I hadn't noticed him before, wondering who he might be.

The thought flashed through my mind: he must be the new guy. Yet, his lingering gaze made me uneasy, as if his eyes were conveying intentions I couldn't quite grasp. Hastily, I made my exit, but the discomfort lingered, exacerbated by the memory of the cut near his lips, a reminder of something sharp and ominous.

I recalled the times when Mr. R would fix his gaze on me, but it didn't evoke the same sensation. Mr. Rajawat's eyes, though icy, always managed to instill a sense of comfort and safety within me.

"Chhodo yrr sab kuchh , bss bhole ek or baar uske darsan mat karva dena iss baar pkka sir phhod ke bhejungi gi vaps" ( "Leave it, buddy, everything else. Just make sure you don't arrange for his sight again. This time, I'll definitely send him back with a broken head.")
As I arrived at my floor, an uncle approached me and began to talk about my workplace.

Today is my first day, and white is my lucky color. I'm dressed in a white chicken curry kurti paired with blue denim jeans, adorned with lots of bangles, my favorite jhumka earrings, and let's not forget my special nose pin.

Last time, I didn't pay much attention to the office, but I must say, Mr. Rajawat's taste is quite impressive.

( Readers in their komal maan : Ho bhi kiu na , ab khudko hi dekh lo )

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