I mean seriously, did she lost her power of thinking or what? When she told me that she has a plan for her problems. I believed her. I expected her to plan something like a long trip, fitness goals, a complete makeover, or something like that. But just after a few minutes of my imagination. She took me to our fridge which had a long to-do list stick on it. All her plans for her rescue were there as follows:-
1. To complete thirty novels within three months.
2. Taking a whole week leave from office.
3. Spending the whole week in my room lying on my comfy bed. Watching all my favourite kdramas with some fast food.
4. Learn illustration so that I can make some extra money with my job.
5. Learn how to draw pen portraits.
6. Learn to cook different types of dishes.
After reading her so-called rescue plan, the only mere thought which came into my mind was. This plan seems more like a workload plan than a relaxing plan. I was so engrossed in her list. I forget that a monkey named Navya was jumping in front of me trying to know my views.
“ Brilliant, absolutely brilliant.” I told her with a smile. It doesn’t seem right to shout at her early this morning especially, for a list.
By hearing my response, she started doing her happy dance. So my decision was right. After a long time, I saw her this much happy. It feels good. I wish she stays like this always. I came out of my daze when she suddenly hugged me and said.
“ I was expecting you will think of it as a boring plan. But look you loved it. Don’t you think you should be proud of me?” Seeing her happy. I decided not to tell her that whatever she said right now, were exactly my thoughts for her plan. Boring may not be the correct word to describe my views. Uhhhh, I think I am gone talk to her about this in the evening. Not now, I am getting late for my work and her too.
“ I am always proud of you. Okay. Now we are both are getting late for our work, so hurry up.”
“Ok.” She replied with a cute smile and rushed to her room to get ready for the office. I also need to get ready fast and to prepare breakfast for us. Cause she is too lazy now to do it.
Firstly I prepared our breakfast like some veggie sandwich and fresh fruit juice for Navya and a bowl of fruit salad for me. And then got dressed and did light makeup to highlight my features.
While I was setting the breakfast table, Navya entered the hall dressed casually in her black top and jeans. She held a bag in which her working uniform was there.
“ Come here and have your breakfast.” I say serving her breakfast.
“Thanks.” And then she started munching her breakfast happily.
“ Navya, how is your part-time job going. I mean when you are going to take
1-week leave.”
“Ummmm, I think next week. Because I need to convince my boss, you know how he is.” She said, knitting her brows together.
Before I could ask her further, she got up from her chair taking her bag, phone and a sandwich and drank the juice in one go. While cleaning her face with a tissue, she spoke.
“ Ekta I am getting late, I need to hurry, I’ll see you in the evening.” She spoke fastly, giving me a tight side-hug, and ran away saying goodbye.
This girl is always in a hurry. I remember those days before her breakup with Siddhartha. She used to live every moment, and her smile used to be genuine in those days. Her smile and laugh can brighten up anyone day. She used to be a happy and kind soul. Her soul was free with beautiful wings, who wished to fly high and freely in the sky, without any burden and worries.
Wait for a minute, this not the right time to think. I am getting late. I got out from my apartment, locked it and double-checked it to make sure it's locked or not. It’s much better to be sure rather than fretting all day.
I am an employee at Sunrise Company in the marketing department. It is an extended part in the UK, of Siddhartha father company in India. After Navya breaks up with him, I decided to leave this company, but Navya didn’t let me because as per her she was the one who had the breakup, not me. And I can't deny this fact also. After her breakup, she rarely used to come out of her room. She went complete quiet for a month. Siddhartha went to Canada for some business purpose and didn’t return. I heard from one of my colleagues that he is planning to stay there for some years. Which is a relief as both will not see each other and Navya will not get depressed again.
“Ekta” someone calls me right, but I can't see anyone her.
A hand suddenly landed on my back.
“Bhoo”
“Hey Bhagwan, are you mad or what.” I shouted at Kabir. With one of my hand over my mouth and one over my chest. My heart is beating so fast as if it will come out of my body.
Kabir was cracking up holding his stomach, and it seems as if he will fall to the ground any second.
“KABIR will you shut up it's not all funny, ok that you are laughing like this.” I burst out at him. Because of two reasons, First, I’ll get late and if he continues then sure I will. Second, he is making a scene in front of our office. Yes, Kabir is one of my colleague, friend and my secret crush (only Navya knows.), but this doesn’t stop me shouting on him.
Suddenly he went completely silent, stood straight and after a few minutes of staring me, he started laughing madly, Again.
“ You should have looked at your face. It was so funny.” Now for sure, he is getting on my nerve.
I didn’t react to him and marched inside our office straight to my table. He came running after me and sat in his desk, which was beside me.
“ Come on Ekta, you know it was just a joke. Cool down girl.” He said softly passing me a glass of water.
I mean yes, why am I reacting like this. Today whatever happened was usual among us.
“ Sorry, Kabir I don’t know what came up to me.” I told making an apologetic face.
“ Ohhh, its nothing. I know you were thinking about Navya, right.” He knows me so well. I always wonder how he does that. I nodded only.
“Actually, I wanted to discuss something with you mainly inform you something, whenever you are free just inform me.” He says getting up from his seat went towards the coffee machine. After some time he came back holding two cups of coffee. He kept one of the cups in my desk and went to his seat.
“Well, now you can. About what you want to talk.” I spoke sipping my coffee.
He looked a bit tensed. Is everything ok with him? Why suddenly he gets so tense.
“ I saw Siddhartha today here in Bristol.”