“Looks like I’m unfit for promotion this time too”, Dad impatiently said, removing off his shoes to throw into the balcony.
“What happened dad??”, I asked him worriedly, seeing him almost snivel.
“Mr. Sinha, That cunning bastard submitted a wrong caliber report of mine. How much ever I work for the company, they never let me rise up”, dad cried.
He worked for a private company, which manufactured heavy Automobiles. He had been working there for eleven years devoutedly and dedicatedly, but was awarded only with one promotion till then.
“Now! Don’t get upset, please try to curb the pain..we have been living with all these since many years , right??”, Mom , who already joined the situation, tried to consoled him.
Unable to bear it, I went straight into the room. If a small automobile company could suppress the caliber of a loyal executive, how many frauds are being implemented in this country everyday??...I wasn’t that experienced enough to talk about all those. But Dad’s anguish was genuine.
Feeling bored, I called up Aakash. The dialler tone ended when Aunt came on line.
“Hello! Aunty this is Gandhi..Is Aakash there?”
“Oh! Gandhi beta, How are you??.how are you preparing for the exams??...Aakash..Aakash! Gandhi on phone”, she shouted for Aakash, not patient enough to listen to the answers of her questions.
“Gandhi! What’s up??”, he said as soon as he took over the reciever.
“I would like to meet you in the evening, if you ‘re free”, I said in a low tone.
“You being formal??..stupid asshole, I’ll definitely come!!..by the way, what’s your decision on Keerthi’s offer??”, he straight away dragged me to the point.
“I’ll see you in the evening at 5:30”, I said curtly.
“At?”
“Eastern complex”
“Done”, he said and hung up the call.
I didn’t know the meaning of love, to be frank. I knew only about ‘concern’ which was shown bountifully by my parents. For the first time I felt like knowing about being in love.
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“Gandhi! Are you okay??..you feeling a bit low today??”, Aakash inquired me being dubious.
“I’m fine, Why don’t you order something?”, I said attempting to be normal.
We were seated in a Bakery at Eastern Minerva complex. It is situated in Secunderabad, a twin city of hyderabad. The place often looks deluged with people. It is a best place for Bachelors to hangout, though accompanied by their girl friends in some cases. The complex had showrooms of mostly all Brands, paving a sound reason to get crowded.
“Give a fuck about the order, no one is goanna chuck us, for being couple of minutes late in giving it”, Aakash mumbled.
“Okay! Listen, Dad was rejected to get promoted for fifth time, consecutively in two years”, I gave him the reason for my depression.
“Is it that Sinha once again??...Culprit bastard..must be hanged in streets”, Aakash almost shouted getting annoyed.
“Shit happens, sometimes”, I said .
Aakash went to order, at the counter. The counter-guy looked like a Baloon manufacturer, who had got ultra chubby cheeks, probably by blowing air into balloons with his mouth, before opting this profession.
I meanwhile, revolved my head in all directions to have a glance at the surroundings. As it was a weekend-evening, many girls turned up. As always, its nice to watch beautiful girls busy in their shopping, unless we have to pay for it.
“Hold your scan!! First settle my matter”, Aakash interrupted my gaze.
He brought two Burgers, one chicken and another vegetarian. I took the veg. one.
“Now! Tell me what have you decided about your friend??”, he demanded. “Are you going to aid him or banish him like an AIDS patient??”
“I made some time to think about your affair, yesterday. I need to know about her mentality”, I said having a slight gander at a girl In Black shirt, on the first floor.
“What will you do with her mentality??..interviewing to recruit in your company or what?”, he said barely being sarcastical, though he tried to.
“I first want to know about these ‘Chances’ concept, so that we can deal with it easily”, I said.
“But , how can we judge her mentality??..school has already ended. Where should we meet her ??”
“Possibly , in her house”, I said with a majestic voice.
Aakash widened his eyes as If he was asked to act for an underwear commercial, in Eastern complex.
“Looks like you’re trying to fucking end my life”, he screamed.
“Not until I set you up with Keerthi”, I said not caring his sentence.
“How can we go to her home??..theirs’ is a strict family, to my knowledge”, Aakash said doubtfully.
“I’ve made some plans”,I said and moved forward to choose another item to eat, from the menu.
What next???