Dillagi

Dillagi_Part 5

### **Chapter 5: Naye Imtihan Aur Izhaar Ki Taraf Kadam**

Chairman ke jaane ke baad cabin mein ek ajeeb sa sukoon phail gaya tha. Meerab ne jo file Zaviyar ko di thi, us ne sach mein company ko ek baday nuksan se bacha liya tha.

Zaviyar ne file table par rakhi aur Meerab ke bilkul qareeb aaya. Us ki nazren Meerab ke masoom aur thake hue chehre par tik gayin. "Tum ne raat bhar jaag kar yeh reports tayyar kin, Meerab? Kyun kiya yeh sab? Main to tumhein har waqt daant-ta rehta hoon."

Meerab ne nazren jhukaaye bina, dheere se muskura kar kaha, "Kyunke aap jitne upar se sakht hain, andar se utne bure nahi hain, Mr. Zaviyar. Aur... main apne boss ko kisi ke samne jhukte hue nahi dekh sakti."

Zaviyar ne gehri saans li. Us ke dil mein jo nafrat aur guroor ki deewar thi, wo is waqt poori tarah toot kar bikhar chuki thi. Us ne aahista se narm lehje mein kaha, "Thank you, Meerab. Tum ne aaj sirf deal nahi, mujhe bacha liya."

Dono ek doosre ko dekh hi rahe the ke achanak door knock hua aur baahir se Daniyal (jo kal wala client ka beta tha) andar dakhil hua. Us ke haath mein red roses ka ek khoobsurat bouquet tha.

"Good afternoon! Main yahan kal ki arrangements ke liye Meerab ko thank you kehne aaya tha," Daniyal ne muskura kar bouquet Meerab ki taraf barhaya.

Zaviyar ka chehra ek dum se sakht ho gaya. Us ki aankhon mein achanak gusse aur jealousy (jalan) ki surkhi utar aayi. Us ne Meerab ko bolne ka mauqa hi nahi diya aur Daniyal ke samne aakar khara ho gaya. "Daniyal, hamari company mein employees ko personal gifts dena allowed nahi hai. Aur Meerab is waqt mere sath ek important project par kaam kar rahi hai. So, please."

Daniyal ne Zaviyar ke badalte tevar dekhe to wo samajh gaya ke maamla kuch aur hai. Wo sharaarat se muskura kar bola, "Oh, I see. Koi baat nahi, Meerab hum phir kabhi milenge." Wo bouquet table par rakh kar baahir chala gaya.

Zaviyar ne fauran wo bouquet uthaya aur trash-can (kuchray ke dibbe) mein phenk diya. Meerab hairat se us ki is harkat ko dekh rahi thi.

"Aap ne unka gift kyun phenka, sir?" Meerab ne jaan booch kar use tang karne ke liye poocha.

Zaviyar ne murr kar Meerab ko dekha, us ki saansen tez thin. Wo Meerab ke bilkul qareeb aaya, yahan tak ke dono ke beech faasla khatam hone laga. "Kyunke mujhe pasand nahi ke koi aur tumhein is tarah dekhe ya gift de! Tum sirf..." Zaviyar bolte bolte ruka, us ne apni jazbaat par qabu pane ki koshish ki.

"Main sirf kya, sir?" Meerab ne dharakte dil ke sath poocha.

"Tum sirf meri personal assistant ho, aur tumhara dhyan sirf mere kaam par hona chahiye," Zaviyar ne nazren churate hue baat ko ghumaya, lekin us ka surkh hota chehra us ke dil ka haal saaf bayan kar raha tha.

Meerab ke labon par ek shokh muskurahat aayi. Use samajh aa gaya tha ke Mr. CEO ke dil par ab us ka raj shuru ho chuka hai. Lekin unhe nahi maloom tha ke agle hi hafte office mein ek nayi larki aane wali thi, jo Zaviyar ki purani dost thi aur Meerab ke dil mein jalan ki aag lagane wali thi.

*(To be continued...)*

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