Chapter 4
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NEXT MORNING
'Nihar ' A kind of nick name Niharika Kapoor had gotten over the years, a hazel eyed beauty who had won the title of Miss India at the age of twenty, started her career as the top model of lakmè and even acted in one or two ad-films, but her acting/modeling career was cut short due to the continues discouragement and prohibition in the family and finally started her own designing company with it's first and main branch in Paris, second in Rio-de jenario, Brazil and third and last in Mumbai, India, her home town that she established just two years before she died.
'Nihar' a company of millions, that had once held captivated the whole market of indo-china and it's neighboring countries with it's eye-catching designs along with it's feasibility to the middle class.
Bottom line that it was a hit
Until its actual owner died in the most mysterious of circumstances.
People believe that she committed suicide after her lover, Rajeev Bose(with whom she had a affair) had a second baby with his wife (Alisha Bose) and left Niharika breaking his promise to marry her to go back to his wife that she committed suicide. Although no proof had been found.
And Alisha had the urge to laugh out loud at that.
'Had a second baby with his wife?!'
So they were able to keep out at least some part of the scandal from the media? That they didn't get to the full extent......that she wasn't the second bonding baby they were referring to....instead she was the one that broke the couple apart forever, that she was the bastard child of the mistress.
Sighing she closed her tab, to put it back into her purse. She doesn't need any more information about that vile and reckless women.
It would have been far-far better if she would have just called her a mistake and aborted her simply.
It would have been so less painful for so many people in so ways.
Niharika kapoor would have been still alive.
The scandal would have ended.
Dia wouldn't need to hurt daily watching her as a living proof of her husband's cheating character.
Surya would have gotten the whole company rather than ending up in a cell for the rest of his life.
Kaveri would not have needed to sacrifice her son's life to protect her!
Aditya wouldn't have gone through all that turmoil for six long years.
And perhaps had his own small family with a beautiful wife and children, who knows?
Only if there hadn't been any Alisha Bose.
But what's the actual point in thinking all this now?
Nothing but self-torture!
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Soon her car pulled off in front of the building and she stepped down, letting Ravi, her driver to take the rest of the day off, since it was Sunday too and she doesn't actually know when she would be ready to finally go back, she walked on slowly towards the multi-storied beautiful building right in the heart of the city.
Her eyes wandered up through the pale blue wall, a color that have never been so appealing to the eye before with a shining, glossy tinge.
And right in front of the door her steps halted. The large letters, on the banner about twenty floors above caught her eye.
In the deepest shade of maroon, there it was.....
'Caterpillars are beautiful no doubt, but butterflies have wings to fly.
-Nihar'
She knew what it meant and of course who wrote them.
Her mother!
Not knowing what is about to come, she stepped forward entering through the main glass door.
It was mostly empty except a man sitting on a bean bag on the right corner of the large lobby, sipping what Alisha supposed was coffee and a fashion magazine in his other hand, his cat like eyes fixated at some detail on the page.
"Good morning Mr. Kumar." She smiled a little as the man stood up smiling back. "Ms. Bose, is it? "
She had talked to the man last night.
Alisha nodded slightly.
"Welcome to Nihar ma'm. I am the marketing head around here, nice meeting you. "
"Thank you but please call me Alisha. "
"Alright Alisha let's show you around the place that you own!" He announced in a cheerful voice already turning around to start the tour.
And then she followed this man around the place, listening to his goofy running commentary about anything and everything as they passed the first three floors as the training center.
Classrooms with metal benches well equipped with all that one could require for designing.
Colorful stone papers, for demo and practice, scissors, drawing sheets, sketch pens and so on and so forth.
"I am sure you would like to meet our students here, they're all so sweet and talented lot. "
The next floor was the marketing department. Like any typical office with little cubicles all over the place separated by glass walls. And a few private cabins for the head and the proctor.
Followed with the next floor where there were the office of the CEO and the others and her own as Mr. Kumar presented it to her.
"I hope you like it. " He grinned stepping aside to let her in only to leave her speechless.
It was indeed beautiful, she had never thought that combination of baby pink and white could look so ethereal and beautiful.
Added to that it was so well furnished with glass tables, white couches, a large wooden book rack separating her working place from the receiving area.
"It's really beautiful! Thank you so much! "
"Well thank Ms. Soma for it, she's such an ambitious young lady with so much talent in her. I am sure you would give her a promotion for this wouldn't you Alisha? " And then he laughed whole heartily at his own lame joke. While Alisha only looked at him in amusement.
Soon Alisha found herself right in front of the door to the cabin of CEO.
" CEO Dr. Dhruv Patel" The the name plate said.
"Doctor?"Alisha questioningly looked at him.
"He has a doctorate degree in management. " and Alisha waited for the chatterbox man to reveal some more characters of this man but surprisingly he didn't utter any more words till they crossed that gallery to reach the elevator.
"So Kumar how is this CEO? The Dr. Dhruv?"
"He's.....nice...." And that was all he said although Alisha became quite sure that there is something wrong with the CEO, but said nothing seeing that the poor man was already very uncomfortable with her last question and decided to find it out herself later.
Then they passed the canteen, it's kitchen on the next floor and the lounges followed by the numerous conference room and work shops where the actual designs are made.
And then there were the store rooms and much more.
She was completely fatigued by the end of it and simply sat down next to the high tarnish beside the iron railings on the terrace, letting herself enjoy the beautiful view of the city from her own territory.
She smiled.
"Alisha....errr.... well I must leave now if I want to....save my head?" Kumar moved his head frantically looking at his wrist watch.
"Save your head?" She looked amused at the way this man keep on bringing a smile back into her lips.
"Yes well.....errr.... I promised my wife to go to movie and I am already....late....if you don't mind....."
"Of course you must go now! Why you should have refused me when I asked to accompany me today. It's Sunday and you must be with your family. I am so sorry. "
"No...no that's alright, now I must hurry. "
Suppressing the giggle, watching the antics of the man she turned around.
It was time to leave! Before the realization and self pity could seep in that how lonely she is in this world!
To kill some free time she decided to take the stairs instead of lift till she could walk.
She was barely three steps down from her spot that her phone started to ring.
"Yea Navya? " Alisha asked, her feet halting in mid space between two steps as the air was sucked out of her the next moment, her face growing red in anger.
"What did you...just say? "
"Ma'm Aditya Singhania and his..errr.... friend Purva gave an interview together last hour. In which they.... errr.....well.... bad mouthed you....and....."
"Please cut the crap Navya and tell me what did he say! "
"He said....errr.....something....errr......that.....that you are like a....umm....log of wood in the..... bed, non-motile.
And his friend said that.....y-you are a b***h to....hurt her fia.... I mean friend so bad."
'So that's how you have decided to take revenge now Aditya Singhania? '
She gulped down an emerging cry.
"So why did you call me? " It came out harsher than expected but Alisha could not help it. At this point of life she could certainly do with some happiness, if not then at least some peace.
Was it really so important to tell her this news? Can't she just shut her mouth up?
"Because I think somehow the paparazzi got to know that you are in 'Nihar' right now. I could see them gathered at the front gate in my Tv live.
It's not good, please stay inside till I send someone to help you. "
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