It was 4 o'clock in the evening when
the whole office was empty and no one could be seen there on seats. Whole environment was silent and even the
office AC was turned off. But unknown sounds disturbed the calm environment.
Someone was there in that whole empty office and that unknown sound was typing
on the keyboard. A young man was sitting in a corner of office and watching his
computer screen gravely. His eyes were searching someone or something. He had opened
his Facebook account and was looking at his best friend’s pix. He was scrolling
pics one by one and clicking like button supinely. His body language was telling
that whatever he was doing;was forcefully.
Suddenly his eyes stuck on one picture and he felt that he knew that
face. A beautiful face of a girl. His mind got curious to know more about her.
He started searching her name and he found his stupid friend tag her on that
picture. He clicked that name and found her world within a few seconds.
Jasleenkaur, a cute Punjabi girl
with a complete package of modelling. Her beauty was undefinable in a single word.
Her height was near about 5.7 to 5.8 and she was fair in colour like milk. She appeared
to be a beautiful imagination of any poet. God gave her everything in balance
and made her features more beautiful. Her Facebook profile pic was hotter and
sexiest than her previous pic that displayed ever. She wore a black short dress
with matching black high heels that gave her a stunning look altogether. Her hair
was open, falling on her shoulders and her lips decorated with pink lip loss.
Her eyes were filled with kohl. She had a style statement of her own.
He couldn't stop himself and clicked
the add as friend button on Facebook without any further thoughts. He was
thinking whether she will be adding him or not? Or what she will think about
him? After adding me what will she ask him first? May be she asks who am I? Or something and how
am I going to start the conversation with her? God knows.
He completely lost in his thoughts,
travelling in his own world of fantasy and forgot the time. Suddenly a voice
came in his ears and his concentration broke. A friendly voice and it was none
other than the office boy, Ravi. He called him loudly by his name. “Samar Sir,
Today you don’t want to go home” If yes than tell me otherwise I have to lock
the main door also.
Samar, a tall,whtish in colour, belonging
from a middle class family and working with a well reputed MNC in Gurgaon. His
passion was bike and car racing. He looked like a dude and girls were crazy for
him. In his office all girls wanted to date him once, but he never ever gave
anyone a single chance to think about all this.
Few months back he broke up with his
girlfriend due to some family issue. He loved her unconditionally but she
longed for some rich guy to get married. He was suffering from a very common
disease in youngster and which is called ditching
in love.
Ravi came near to him and exclaimed
once again and this time his concentration got totally broken. He looked in
that direction spuriously from where the sound came. He found Ravi was standing
near to him. When he saw Ravi, he got shocked to see in his eyes. They were
brutally red like he had drunk hundred bottles of beer or might be drug
addicted. But this was not the reason of redness. His eyes were telling loudly
the story of his trouble. The agony of his heart was burning like fire in his
eyes. He has not slept properly last few months. Ravi forgets his all anger in a
single eye contact with him. He again asked him with modesty.
Sir, it’s too late if you don’t mind may I lock
the office please. Samar gave him the permission by passing a sweet smile on
his sad face.
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