With you Forever

CHAPTER:- 14

The feelings are like birds. They are little cute butterflies. The feelings have wings. When you get feelings, you get wings in other words. And It made you fly in the topmost sky. It makes you fly by the rainbows and along the sea beach. It brings the smells and fills your heart with unknown captivating scent. It makes you high. It makes you to consume the drugs of love and makes you addicted. But when they die, you are bound to fall on the ground. You seemed to be devastated after falling on the ground. It takes from you more than what it gave. It takes all the colours and makes the life in a black and white frame. It takes every little things from you and leave you in the midway. Yet, no body stopped the desire to keep flying. Everyone wants to fly once in a lifetime. Everyone wants to have a taste of the flying high even though knowing the risk of falling on the ground. Blame the human way of greed, but feelings are important. Infact human has less capabilities while controlling the desires. Anyways, in the end everyone has already tasted the colours of flying. At least, human learns too in this way, which is necessary in life to go on in today's world. Because mistakes are the best teacher. Name it a mistake, but these mistakes are beautiful.

Aahan couldn't be more than happy after getting a dream job in the reputed company and his life was almost going to be settled soon as there was no more disappointment after the interview or there will be no more wait for the results and that's the best thing happened because the stress of waiting and the anxiety are quite difficult to handle for many. His friends were happy. They were proud him. Now a days, the rarest jewel is such a friendship, that Aahan shared with Ritik and Kamal. Now Aahan has nothing short in his life if we take out the parents love from the list. In short, his life was perfect and all he needs now was someone to call his mate - his soulmate, companion, the half share holder of his existence. Someone who would walk through the paths together till the end, till the time of getting white hairs on body, and losing the strength to even walk.

On the other side, Ishita was worried with the newly founded feelings of hers. Her life was somewhat perfect. She got what she wanted. She worked hard and earned a position in the company. She was all okay in her ways. But these days her feelings tried to disturb her every time she wanted to get over it. She hated to think about a particular man, with charming ways and brown eyes and having the name - Aahan Choudhry. Oh, she is practising to forget him. No, she is messing up with her minds. She needs to be careful around him and stay aware of her arising feelings. That's what she thought!

Then fate smiled at the poor souls, having their life plans sorted. Indeed fate has an upper hand over everything and they were unaware about it. Poor souls!

One week had passed since the day of the appointment. Aahan could not help but feel satisfied with his life. Everything was going so perfect for him.

The only problem was, he had to wake up earlier. And he hated that fact. However he can't expect, everything to be in his ways.

So he adjusted.

And it was Monday. Aahan felt responsible for the first time. He woke up, without Ritik's screams or alarm clock's cries. He freshened up hurriedly and wore his outfit.

Matching a navy blue shirt with formal pant, he moved out of his apartment and locked the door and went to office with Ritik, who was now more than happy to see his friend being responsible. Finally his job of waking Aahan up finally ended. Ritik took a deep breath of satisfaction.

Ritik was happy for his friend, who was turning more responsible now. Soon they went to office and got busy with their respective works asignef for that day of the month.

"Ishu! Look at this. I am not getting it." Aahan barged inside, without bothering to knock at the door.

Ishita looked flabbergasted at the sudden interruption. Mr. Basu present in her cabin eyed Aahan from head to toe with an unimpressed look.

Even Aahan stilled, looking at the man standing in front of him with a poker face. He recognized Mr. Basu to be the same interviewer, who kept glaring at him throughout the interview. As soon as, he realised that he was the same person and he had created the unnessary difficulty for him to not get this job, he grinned. Come on, Now he can show off to that man, as he got the job, that too in his company. Such a tease he is!

"Mr. ... Sorry, I can't recall your name though it is not that famous to remember too. Still you have made an impression of yours on my mind from the day one in that interview meeting." Mr. Basu said, with a cunning smile. "And I must say, you stood up to that expectations of being a irresponsible young lad. That's why I preferred for experienced man that day, Miss Ishita. But you argued for him and he got benefitted." Mr. Basu said, looking at Ishita.

"I am sorry, Mr. Basu. But I did what I thought appropriate at that moment." Ishita firmly said. "And yeah, Aahan is a friend. And it's lunch break. So I hope you know that it is not listed as unprofessionallism under your rule book."

Mr. Basu was tongue tied. He had never witnessed this side of Ishita. Leave him, not even the whole office or anyone who knows Ishita Verma would have admitted of witnessing this sight of her before. She never spoke a line which contain more than four words. Her answers were summarized of summaries. In fact, till today no body was aware of her surname. Because she never interacted with anyone, other than the situations that were professional.

To be honest, Mr. Basu was really jealous of Ishita. He had to give thirty years of his life to reach this position and he was actually proud of it. Because he was too young for this role. His colleagues were the double of his age. He always got appreciation for his achievements in such an young age, and he enjoyed all the attention. But suddenly one day, it stopped.

People got a new topic to gossip.

And the topic was Ishita. Only Ishita.

There was nothing more. But her name become famous over the office very soon, wiping out his fan base.

She was just twenty two.

And here she grab the position of HR.

Must be too talented.

But, she lacks fashion sense.

Yeah, still she looks pretty without caring about her look. And she barely cares what people says about her fashion sense. She believed if she's happy, then what's more needed?

Just think, if she will start wearing make up, where you all will go!

These were the gossips that hit his ear first. And then it became an everyday routine.

Soon Ishita joined and was offered the same position as him. That hit his ego hard.

Then he found every little incident to prove himself superior in front of her. To his satisfaction, Ishita never argued.

Then, that day on interview, she argued and won the argument. The biggest example of her win was Aahan Choudhry, the candidate whom he had earlier denied for the job. He was right here, in front of him, carrying a stupid grin on his face.

This was too much for him. On top of that Ishita again came with a befitting reply, defending the same boy again.

It added the final stroke to his thoughts. He, Abhay Basu hates the existence of Aahan Choudhry and Ishita... Well her surname was never known to him.

"When you are loosing the argument, back off to come back again with a big line in your favour." That was his motto. He had practised this line through out his life and it never failed. This time too, he stopped arguing and left the room, not before sending a quick glare towards Aahan and Ishita by turn.

As soon as Abhay left the room, Ishita turned towards Aahan. The sterness in her face was now replaced by worry. "I am sorry, Aahan. He was a nuisance. Ignore him." She said to Aahan, who was already lost in some thoughts. "Aahan. Aahan. AAHAN." She called him two times, but he didn't listen. And thus she tried the last option and shouted his name.

"Huh! What happened?" Aahan asked, being a little disturbed with her sudden shout.

"Where are you lost?" She demanded, crossing her hands in front of her chest.

"Nowhere." Aahan replied.

"I never knew that there is such place like 'Nowhere' exist in this earth. I would have definitely visited it some day, if I would have known. By the way, under which country the place comes in? And most importantly, do they allow visa, or Indians are free to go?" She sarcastically continued to ask silly questions.

"Wow! You are now turning to a chatter box." Aahan teased.

Ishita got self-conscious. No, she barely speak to anyone and now she was talking so much to stranger for no reason.

But Aahan was definitely not a stranger. Then who was he! Or more precisely, who was he to her?

And the ever so intelligent Ishita Verma had no answer to it. So she did, what she thought to be the safest. She skipped the question. Too contrasting to a topper!

"Aahan! I want to confirm that I haven't done any favour on you. You deserve this job. Mr. Basu was putting your application in dustbin, just because you didn't have prior experience. I didn't feel it right. So I argued. Our company tend to give experience to young talents and you look promising. So you deserved what you have got. The company needs you so I hire you from it's front." Ishita explained, coming out from her desk.

Aahan was too shocked to react anything. In his carrier, he had attended too many interviews and faced so many questions. And the end question had to be about why he doesn't have any prior experience. He never had the answer to that particular question. What would have he said? Just because, he was unable to grab a job right after ending engineering, can't he became one of the engineers now!

Infrastructure of education in India was never practical. And after four years of memorisation, they expect you to perform excellence in the practical field too. At that time no body talked about experience too. Moreover everyone wants experience from the beginning only. They forget the fact that experience comes when you first get opportunities.

There is always a first time to everything. Then why nobody is ready to provide a first chance!

Slowly over time, Aahan accepted the truth of this society. He started to accept the fact that he lacks the experience and he was at fault for this. And no one other than him is responsible.

Then after giving interviews after interviews, he lost all his confidence. Then came a minute, he ran out of money. His self-respect didn't give him permission to ask his friends for favours. He was tired and he started to accept his fate silently.

This was his last interview. If he had failed, he would have returned to his hometown soon. There he would have manage his expenses.

Then fate brought an angel, who was standing in front of him. She fought for his right, a stranger's right. Human don't do such things. She is indeed an angel.

"Thank you." He couldn't frame a word more than these two words to convey his gratitude.

Ishita looked at him in confusion. She expected him to misunderstand her intentions. Then followed by an outburst, she expected the newly budding friendship to be crushed badly.

Only if she would have known that the bud has a different fate. It won't be crushed. But with steps of closeness, it will bloom into a beautiful flower - flower of love, spreading the happiness.

The fun-loving Aahan Choudhry was stuttering to thank Ishita Verma, while the later one was chattering like a bird inspite of being an introvert one.

Unknowningly both of them were behaving different around each other these days without their awareness.