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2. Miss. Crazy Pants


Hola!! So here we are with another update, loving the diary recordings, and when I re read em now to edit or something, I do get confused but I guess that's how diaries are supposed to be, some recordings are just meant for their writers to interpret!


K.K. Complex Entrance:

Okay, dear diary, I'm so so so not nervous and I really don't know why. I mean I should be nervous I'm going to meet 'the President' who is like the boss of the boss of my mother or is he? 

Who cares, this cab is making me more annoyed with every passing second. I mean if the app says 10 minutes away you bloody well be here in 10 minutes or max to max 15!

But nope, it's been almost 30 minutes and say thrice me calling the stupid driver who seems to be ignorant of his passenger's precious time. Of course, I'm here seated next to the watchman who seems to have nothing better to do but give me a pity smile.

Sure uncle, Mumma's gone but I'm still alive and breathing, now can we move on? 

Duh! 

Maybe I am thinking too much, maybe he's just smiling but then I have nothing to do at all, and overthinking is what makes me think all of the stupid things in this world.

I swear if anyone reads this diary and sees me whining so much already the first day.


Ragini hears a car honk and hurriedly throws her diary and pen inside her bag to rush towards it. She pulls the door open and sits in as the phone screen opens up she reads to the driver "it's 9114."

She frowns as the car doesn't start up "it's 9114" she says a bit louder and the car finally moves. She grabs her diary and continues penning down.

So, weird cabbie takes me twice to say the code or whatever and dials nothing but moves. 

Oh my God, diary, people who know me are weird but people who don't know me are weirder. This car strangely doesn't feel like a cab but then maybe he is having some hard times to pay the car loan perhaps.

Wouldn't it be strange if suddenly this turns out to be a Cinderella's carriage, what if I meet a Prince only to leave at 6? 

Funny, yet a fancy dream!


The car comes to a halt making her frown again, the door clicks open and the vision makes her go awestruck. A man in an elite suit eyes her from top to toe, she strangely feels nervous as he frowns turning to the driver's seat he signs something.

The driver finally takes Bluetooth off of his ear asking "she isn't the one you asked me to pick up?" 

The man shakes his head in a no and the driver looks back at her "who are you?"

"I ain't obliged to give my details to a cab driver, who is he?" she points back at the suited guy and says "are you the owner of this cab or the cab service? Cos if its so, and if this is a halt to get some review let me say your service sucks! He was almost 30 minutes late and now this review halt is making me even more late. I might not pay the whole amount once I reach there."

Her threatening seemed to have paid no heed to the suited man who turned again to the driver and signed something making him scoff "How would I know who she is, you did not even send me a picture and she almost half yelled at me like you said your women would."

The suited man gave him an angry stare and he sighed "Fine, I'm sorry. What do you want me to do now?"

The suited man signed something and she interrupted "Okay that's it! Koi muje bataega (will somebody tell me) whose who and who wants whom? And why am I here being a mute spectator to this weirdo with a suit who doesn't speak."

"Because he can't speak," the driver said and she shut her mouth as he continued to the suited man "look boss, why don't you come with me and we go back, drop this Crazy Pants to the place I miss picked her from and get the one we were supposed to at the first place?"

"Hey!" Ragini protested "you hear what this Crazy Pants said in the first place?" the driver just stared at her as she rolled her eyes at him "She is late and won't reach on time if you drop her back you dumbo!"

"Women!" the driver exclaimed as the suited man interrupted signing something and he nodded "if you say so, boss."

The door was shut and the driver said "where do you wanna go?"

She smiled back "You dropping me at my destination? You're the best!" she handed him a card and he laughed.

He glanced at the card and gave it a disapproving look "Oberoi's? Do you work for them or you related to them?"

"Neither" Ragini replied "my mum used to work for them."

"Used to as in past tense?" he started the car "Why did she leave? Are you going back to collect her paycheck?"

"She died."

"Oh" his mouth formed an O and he smiled nervously "that's why boss says I should shut my mouth."

"It's okay and no" Ragini shook her head "I ain't going to collect her paycheck, they wanna meet me, some talks I don't know what."

He sighed "whatever it is just don't go back in there, the Oberoi's aren't a nice business. Especially, for someone so naive like you."

"Hey!" she frowned "how can a baby boy like you tell I'm naive? I'm Ragini Kataria" she looked up as if in pride "there's Katar in my surname do you even know what a Katar is?"

He flashed out a knife from the dashboard querying "his brother?" and Ragini gulped in with a meek "yes."

The driver chuckled "I am 38 years old by the way" and her jaw hung open as he caressed his cheek with the back of his hand "aged well didn't I?"

"How?"

"Well, for starters did not get married at all" he grinned adjusting the rear mirror "almost 90% stress given by a female partner was nil for me and the next one is like a blessing from the almighty. A boss who practically grew up in front of my eyes, never gave me stress a really good boy and an even better boss."

"The Suited Mute?"

"You rude women!"

"That just slipped, I'm sorry" she pouted and he nodded "you youngsters these days are a weird generation, he belongs to the same generation but is a better youngster then 80% of yours."

"Sanskari boy are we?"

"Yupsy" he nodded with a cute smile, anyone could read the love he had for his boss right through his eyes "justifying his name since he was born. Sanskar Maheshwari, he is" he stated.

She smiled "Aww, that's cute" she couldn't help but laugh "boy, I bet he was bullied his whole school life for that name, wasn't he?"

"You seem to talk a lot to strangers about their boss, don't you?"

"Naah, you are the first strangely."

"I feel lucky but damn!" he looked back at her with a sad face "we have reached already. I'm sad I wouldn't be hearing any more of your banters."

"Hey!" she pointed her finger at him "I did not even banter a sliver the whole ride."

"So you do banter" he nodded agreeing to himself and she twisted her lips stepping outside of the car. Her face expressions made him chuckle and she shut the door right on his face and then mouthed 'thank you!'

He shook his head and she turned towards the huge building. As the car drove off, she breathed in staring at the huge building in front of her "Finally, here we are."


Inside an apartment:

"Not that I hate them or anything, but it's injustice and I can't stand you being swatted off like a fly from our family."

Sanskar smiled holding her hand and she gave him a frustrated look "You can't melt my heart with that cute look big brother, I hate them and I hate you the most."

He wrote on her palm with his index finger "they are family."

"And they are clearly taking disadvantage of it" she stood up "you are the deserving son, not just that you are the eldest Bhai, but you have clearly earned it. Despite being not able to speak, you have got our family more business then either of those two, I don't think nor Lucky or that stupid Yuvi are worthy of being the CEO."

He signed "Lucky is our brother and he is learning, you just have to be a little patient sister. Unless of course, you wanna be the CEO?" he shrugged his shoulders.

She shook her head "I don't wanna be one, never would I even dream of taking what is yours Bhai. You gotta learn to take what's yours before it's too late."

He smiled back "Okay, how about we talk this over a Sanskari coffee?" and she couldn't help but smile replying "I would love some Sanskari coffee."

As he walked towards the kitchen she dialed a number "Yes, this is Saumya Maheshwari can you put lawyer uncle on call please?"

CI: Saumya Maheshwari

Okay, so basically little Missy over here is an apt version of a coin. This girl's got two sides to her, the one is when you respect her Sanskar Bhai, do no wrong to him or to any living being and prefer peace rather then violence of any kind, not even with the words.

And, the other one... 

Well you just have to burst her Sanskar Bhai's happy bubble and then you'll forever end up on that side of the coin, of which you shouldn't be even having a peak of. 

Currently on a war against, literally whole lot of her khaandan, on a mission so simple, get her bhai what he deserves no matter what. Do you think she'll succeed? 


Oberoi's and Co:

The elevator doors pinged open as Ragini stepped out "Straight to the end cabin that says Shivaay Oberoi!" the lady said as the door's closed over her smiling face, Ragini smiled back at her politely with a nod.

As she walked ahead, everyone around her in chaos speaking, walking, typing, every noise just around her made her feel normal again. Her head was adjusting to it so soon which was strange, she felt normal after days and that feeling was good.

Before she could let her lips curve up someone dashed into her and all her belongings fell down, "Mr. Blind are we?"

She did not hear a word and looked up to find a suited man, but this time with a different face and physique and of-course the color of the suit was different. Her eyes caught the black glasses he was wearing and she replied immediately "sorry."

"You better be" he took out his glasses and gave her a look which went ignored as she started collecting her belongings.

She blabbered along "I mean I have never had a weirder day, first I call a mute a mute, and now a blind a blind, I swear I have never been around such people before so maybe that's why. The only people that have been rude to me were not either blind or mute. But then the whole world isn't so perfectly imperfect I guess."

His lips curved up as she went on and on, he bends down on one knee gazing at her. Her eyes, her cheeks, her lips all so mesmerizing him. He couldn't help but smile even more, her words went just over his head as he observed her keenly.

"Shivaay sir!" 

Ragini looked up as he stood up replying "Yes?"

The girl showed him some papers, "these are the contract papers Mam sent, you need to sign these before you leave" she handed him a pen.

As Shivaay signed the papers, Ragini frowned collecting what was left of her belongings from the floor and stood up.

As he continued to sign Ragini glared at him "So, you aren't blind, are you?"

"Unless you are" he replied looking up as the lady left with the papers "I guess it's quite evident, isn't it?"

"People like you are what I hate!" she snapped pointing her finger at him which he held replying "People like me is what girls love, especially when they hear my name, Shivaay Singh Oberoi."

"I don't give a flying flick for what your name is, you moron! Next time try sticking up a banner on your forehead that say's 'liar!'"

Shivaay smirked as she left from there, he started counting casually leaning onto the railings "10... 9... "

"Looser, jerk!" 

"8... "

"As if girls die for him!" Ragini made a face.

"7... "

"People like me" she made a face.

"6... "

"Is what girls love" she spread her arms in the air replication his actions.

"5... "

"especially when they" 

"4... "

"hear my name"

"3... "

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi!" she twisted her lips.

"2... "

"Naam mai jaise sona jada ho! (As if he were all precious as gold!), what is he? Prince of Narnia?"

"1... " he brushed his hair turned and left to the direction from where Ragini came.

Ragini sighed searching for a board "There it is!" she pointed at the board all excited but then her eyes went wide as she read "Shivaay Singh Oberoi."

"Oh shoot!" Ragini literally ran towards the elevator and before it could shut close she stepped in and Shivaay adjusted his collar with pride saying "0!"

She breathed heavily as he touched the elevator pad to parking, slowly her breathing became normal and he spoke "Loving me already?"

She cocked her left brow up, her gaze stuck on him "you have such great thoughts about you, don't you?"

"Ouch! Kya tumhare words humesha aisehi dasste hain yea (Do you always throw such hurtful words or), I'm someone special?"

"Sure, you can think about yourself that way. Hi," she lends her hand forward "Ragini Kataria."

He shook it as she continued "You definitely aren't the President nor the CEO, you must be the ignorant bratty son. Are you even qualified to own that big ass of a cabin?"

"Ouch ouch ouch!" he rubbed his chest dramatically "Stop piercing me with your words woman! What is it with you? Didn't you hear my name clearly? Shivaay Singh Oberoi" he brushed his hair "the future heir to the Oberoi conglomerate."

"Sure, as if the other brothers are there to pees atta in a chakki (grind flour at a mill)."

"Your sense of humor is blah! and if that was sarcasm may god bless you, sweetheart."

The elevator doors ping open and the driver bowed to him "Do we have any other halts? Miss. Kataria here has an appointment with the President."

Ragini smiled at the driver, he felt warm and sweet but he was nothing like the one she met earlier. Her thoughts went jumping back from him to his Sanskari boss, "Sanskar Maheshwari... "

"What?" Shivaay asked and she looked up as his eyes tried to read hers she shook her head replying "nothing."

He signed her to lead their way towards the car saying "I like ladies who lead, shall we?" she made a face but did not oblige walking ahead as he said "aren't you gonna blabber? If not I might not sit next to Miss. Kataria, I hate silent girls."

"Oh, is it?" he nodded and she blinked twice replying "Well then, I'm a pretty quiet girl, I hate talking" she sat in "you should rather sit with driver uncle, or should I?"

He laughed asking "Driver uncle?"

The Driver did smile taking his seat as Shivaay disappeared from her sight for a few seconds she frowned but then she heard the other side's door click open making her turn to that side.

"Missed me already?" Shivaay was inches closer to her face and her breathing did not hike up, she was calm yet annoyed "bugger off!"

And he did taking his seat he exclaimed "well, you seem to love my company, but damn girl we need to go. The President hates people who are late, we might not even get the high tea let alone be dinner."

He signaled towards the open door and she shut it tight making him wince and say "Driver before she is violent with either of us, please gaadi shuru krdo (start the car)."


Somewhere else:

Diary, is it that a person who isn't dead can have their exact replica? 

If so I did find one, actually she was with me since she was born but then I lost her to distance when she was too young. Now that I see her, I meet her and I have been with her, I feel she is her in every possible way.

The way she is fighting for me, I know she isn't wrong but she isn't right either. But that doesn't matter cos she's fighting for me, her Sanskar Bhai, just like she did for her nephew. 

Bua taught me how to fight, taught me how to live even when I was so young she made me learn how to be comfortable being me. 

Not everyone in this world is comfortable with their self, Bua taught how that is fine too because it was their choice and this is mine. She always asked me if I think what I do or I wanted to do which one would make me feel good, 

And also whether it was what I really wanted to do. 

No matter right or wrong, if I feel it's the best then she made sure I did it.

If I said I don't miss her, it would be a clear lie. I do, but Somu makes that feeling fade away very less but she does and makes me feel like I'm with her, my Bua...

Oh, and yea by the way I met a weirdo on the way today, apparently Bade was supposed to pick up Somu but him being him, cross-connected, and picked up weird Al. I don't know her name, but all Bade called her was Miss. Crazy pants. 

SM


P.S. Hope you guys liked it, and hoping this chapter solved the story's title mystery, which is not a mystery anymore. So until next time which will be pretty soon, hopefully!

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