Paakhi's POV

After that not-so-emotional drama, I get ready to meet Mrs. Shekhawat.

I leave my room to go to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich when I hear a scream from Adi's room. I sprint towards her room to see her sitting on her bed looking at the floor.

I walk towards her and anxiously ask, "Adi? Are you okay?" when she looks at me I expect to see tears in her eyes but instead of that I'm graced with her foolish smile. I sigh in relief and implore "Why the hell did you scream? And stop smiling like a freak." 

Ignoring my comment she steps towards me, holds my hands, and starts twirling me around in circular motion. I intent to object but the thrill causes me to enjoy and We both laugh out loud. Feeling a little nauseous we stop and fall on her bed.

"So are you going to tell me the reason or not?" I ask slightly panting.

"Okay, so I got the call from Mrs. Moore and..." she halts,

"And???" I further pry but she doesn't speak for a few seconds "Quit being dramatic and tell me" I yell with anticipation.

"And she asked me to join from today!!" she announces once again jumping around. 

"OH thank god! I'm so happy for you Adi you deserve this...." I too hop off her bed and hug her.

I'm so happy for her because I know she really wants to work in this boutique and how upset she was yesterday.

'Oh god! Thank you for this and all the other things. Always keep your grace maintain on us. ' I murmur.

"Okay you go get ready and I'll call Maanu to see where she is?" she nods and skip towards her closet.

I leave her be and step outside on our balcony to call Maanu and after talking to her I decide to make myself a long due sandwich.

When I enter the kitchen, I see Aditi in a remarkably professional outfit, Adi style professional, that consists of a black dress and a floral print red suit jacket and black gentlemen shoes.

I give her a once over and try the expression of lifting a brow but as usual, I can't do that and just hope Adi will get the message.

"What? " she asks defensively. 

Oh, thank god she got it, "Nothing... But aren't you overdress? " I further ask with a slight tilt of my lips. 

"Oh! Poo, You don't know anything about fashion," she replied shrugging me off.

I just shrug and walk towards the fridge to collect ingredients for my sandwich. But one thing struck me and that is, I tell her every time about calling me that name. But she never listens to me. So I repeat again "Don't call me that".

She didn't even acknowledge my statement and walk past me into the living room to retrieve her bag. Once again my words fell upon her deaf ears.

I turn my attention back to my sandwich when I notice Adi's mobile phone on the table. 

I pick it up and run to the door so that I can find her before she leaves the building.
To my luck, Adi is about to exit the door when I shout her name, "Aditi!Aditi! You left your phone at the breakfast table. "

"oh! Thanks " she replies and excitedly walks towards the lift.

I smile in happiness, seeing her happy makes me happy.

As she disappears from my sight, I  turn around to enter the apartment when the door to the opposite apartment opens, and there appear Neel in all his glory with a smile and black shirt hanging on his shoulder with low waist jeans.

"Hi, Paakhi! What's up? " he asks with a laid back attitude.

"Oh, nothing much! Just getting ready for my meeting " I reply.

Just as he opens his mouth to say something. Somebody cut him off by saying "baby come back!! I'm waiting!!!!.

"I think you should return to the work you are busy doing," I exclaim with a shake of my head.

He passes me a smirk and returns to his apartment and I return to mine.

I usually don't judge somebody but seeing Adi and Neel I Sometimes feel, that this is maybe how you live your life, by being free. By enjoying every moment and not thinking about your actions. Maybe what Aditi says about commitment is right. Maybe I should also meet someone and enjoy...

There are too many maybe's but no answer to them.

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I hail a cab first to go to the café to Pick up Maanu and then we'll go to the address given by Mrs. Pallavi.

As the cab approached the cafe I notice Maanu waiting for me at the curb. She enters the cab and then we are off towards our second destination.

"So Adi is staying at home?" she asks me.

 "Nah! She got the call from that boutique and she's joining from today." I said recalling how happy she was.

"That's good, She was very upset yesterday so this might be a good chance for her." She acknowledges. I nod in agreement and then our discussion turn course to Café.

When the driver announce that we have reached our destination, I'm stunned to see the restaurant that Mrs. Shekhawat asked us to meet at.

It is one of the popular restaurants that we surely can't afford.

But whatever, we are happy with our Zayka because it is the friendliest and cozy restaurant in the area.

Unlike this restaurant which gives the vibe of money and class. Zayka feels like a place to relax and enjoy your food with fun and laughter.

"wow! Paakhi are you sure this is the address? " Mannu asks in astonishment.
I mean I can't judge her, this place is really beautiful.

"Haha!! Yes. I know right, this is crazy. Them insulting us in the most popular restaurants in the area where upper-class people that visit will hear it and our business will doom even before running." I retort dejectedly.

Mannu didn't say anything but just squeezes my shoulder in support.

What can she say, I know what I did at the party was very unprofessional and rude.

But I wasn't able to handle myself when I heard what that Khadoos man said to me. It's his fault that today we are going to face rejection and humiliation.

We pay for our taxi and saunter inside the restaurant. We are welcome by a hostess with a smile, The smile behind which all the tiredness and hard work are masked.

She asks us about our booking because this place is so much in demand that we have to pre-book before arriving.

When we tell her that we are here to meet someone she asks us to tell that person's name and she then checks it in the list that she was holding.

When she spots our names in the list, under the booking of  Mrs.Shekhawat she asks us to follow her.

Every step I take is filled with anticipation and anxiousness.

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ZAYKA is the restaurant mentioned in the prologue where they get their catering services from.

Pic of ZaYka in prologue......

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