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English Fiction Books collection - ELove Ch-51 Hospital
As Anjali heard the gun shot from the mobile, she collapsed down. The cheerful environment in the hall suddenly saddened. Inspector rushed and taking help of few other people he held Anjali and made her lie down on the sofa. Somebody rushed to the phone and called for an ambulance.
Anjali was sprawled on a bed in the hospital. Doctor was standing besides her, checking her BP and Inspector, Bhatiaji, Sharwari and few more were standing around and were looking anxiously.
“ Doctor how is she?” Sharwari couldn’t stop to ask.
“ It seems she has gone through a huge shock, which she couldn’t sustain... in such cases its important to let go some time... time being, I have given her a sedative injection... due to which she will be in sleep for some time... during that time it is better that you all sit outside... But as soon as she gets to her senses somebody very close to her should be present around ... Who is the closest one?”
Doctor asked.
“ Me” Sharwari answered without any hesitation.
“ Who are you?... Are you her sister?”
“ No I am her friend..” Sharwari said.
“ No body else?... like mother father”
Sharwari looked around in confusion to compose the proper words to answer this question, when Inspector said, “ Doctor... she didn’t have anybody close in relation”
“ O.K... no problem... you stay here and take care when she wakes up” Doctor instructed Sharwari.
“ Yes sir” Sharwari said.
All other people left the room. Sharwari stayed back; in fact she might not have left the room even if instructed to go out, as she was very much worried about her. She sat near her head, moving her fingers through her hairs. Even if Anjali was her boss, she never treated her that way. She always treated her as a friend - a close friend. In fact when Anjali asked her to join her, it was more as a friend than PA. Sharwari was looking for her to come to her senses.
Around 2-3 hours might have passed since the sedative was pricked. Outside her room Inspector, Bhatiaji and few other people were still waiting for her to gain consciousness. After she gains consciousness, how she reacts all depended on her mental condition at that time, and how much she recovers from the shock. She was so much mentally and emotionally involved in Vivek, might be it was due to the fact that, she didn’t have anybody close like mother father. And the closest one she considered, leaving her like this was a huge shock.
A nurse came out of the room and informed, “ Inspector she has gained the consciousness”
The nurse again disappeared in the room. Everybody waiting outside the room rushed in.
In the room Anjali was sobbing keeping her head on Sharwari’s lap, and Shawari was trying to console and sooth her patting gently on her back and moving her fingers through her hairs. When she had gone through the shock, she didn’t get enough time to react to it, as she got unconscious immediately. Looking at this heartrending scene everybody present in the room wanted to come forward to console her, but the Doctor hinted them to stop. Doctor was also right, as it was important for her to give the way to her pain in the form of tears. Everybody, though feeling bad, was looking at her helplessly.
Suddenly a call far away from outside the room could be heard, “ Anjali”
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English love stories - ELove : ch – 49 Weapon
Atul asked Vivek standing right in front of him, looking straight into his eyes, “ You want password... is it?”
“ Yes..... and that too before deletion of the data” Vivek said sarcastically.
“ Yes ... you are right... What’s the use of the password after deletion of the data... isn’t it?” Atul said laughing loudly, and suddenly he stopped laughing and asked Vivek, “ But .. first you need to surrender the weapon you are possessing”
Vivek looked at him in puzzle, “Weapon... I don’t possess any... how can I possess when you checked me carefully before...”
“ Mr. Vivek... don’t assume me so silly ..” Atul said connecting the mobile.
Vivek didn’t speak anything.
Atul was successful in connecting and Inspector was speaking from the other side, “ Atul... What’s the password?”
“ Inspector.. just be patient... first of all I am thinking of finishing the job on this side and then I will tell you the password.” Atul said and he kept aside the mobile on the bonnet of the vehicle.
“ I heard that ... nowadays you are pursuing PHD” Atul asked Vivek.
Still Vivek didn’t speak anything.
“ I don’t understand ... after trapping such a rich girl .. what’s the fun in continuing PHD?” Atul asked further.
Atul was not ready to speak anything; rather he was not in mood to speak.
“ What’s the topic of your PHD?” Atul asked.
Vivek was not intended to answer this irrelevant question.
“ What’s the topic of your PHD?” Atul asked, this time loudly and harshly.
Vivek first looked into his eyes, probably to access the seriousness of the question. He seemed to be dam serious.
“ Unconventional weapons” He answered.
“ Unconventional weapons... huh .. show me your shoes...” Atul demanded.
Vivek looked at him with confusion.
“ ... bottom of the shoes ..” Atul said.
Now Vivek understood his intention. He still doubted him about possessing some kind of weapon. Vivek showed him the bottom of the right shoe, without removing it from the foot. Atul looked at the bottom. There was no sign of weapon.
“ Now left” Atul ordered.
When Vivek showed his resistance, he cried, “ Come on quick”
Vivek showed his left foot too. Atul looked at it carefully. It also showed no sign of containing any weapon. Now Atul was thinking, as he was sure about the weapon.
“ Wait... raise your hands...” Atul said, approaching him.
Vivek raised his both hands and Atul was removing everything contained in his pockets and keeping them on the bonnet. Firstly he removed all belongings in the trouser pocket and then removed all belongings from the shirt pocket. His belongings contained the small pieces of iron. Atul regarded those pieces and asked, “What’s this?”
“ Nothing... its my research material”
“ Oh ... I see” Atul said skeptically.
Now Atul was carefully observing each and every piece one by one. Among all those pieces he encountered a piece which was different than other pieces, and there was something red, like button, on the pieces.
“ What’s this?” Atul asked, drawing his attention to it.
Atul didn’t speak anything. Atul regarded the pieces turning it upside down and pressed the red button. What a surprise!. The other pieces present on the bonnet showed some sort of movements, and they were starting to stick togather like magnets. When all the pieces assembled and fused togather, it formed into a gun like shape.
“ Oh... I see..?” Atul said in disbelief, “ I never guess wrong... I knew you should have something”
Atul picked up the gun and regarded it turning upside down.
“ Smart ... very smart... Vivek you are genius.. but only intellectually... not professionally..” Atul said, smiling weirdly.
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Modern Fiction literature - Elove : ch-45 Last Game
.... Inspector Kawaljeet had completed his narration. On the stage Inspector, Anjali, Net Secura's Director and anchor were standing. Though Inspector's narration was completed, people were still calm and quit. There was pin drop silence in the hall, when Anjali saw Vivek standing at the back of the hall in the crowd. Anjali waved him to come to the stage. Vivek almost ran to her. Anjali took his hand in her's and they stood in a pair on the front of the stage. The crowd, who was still quiet, applauded hugely and was not ready to stop. Still Anjali was holding Vivek’s hand, firmly. Anjali waved public to be quiet, and took the charge of the microphone -
" Our love... or should I say Elove... we thought at least there would be no obstacles in this... but it seems that there are always obstacles in the pathway to love..."
Anjali looked around in the hall, and holding vivek's hand more firmly she said, "... But ...Whatever it may be... it’s the Love which wins at last..."
Public applauded hugely again.
Now Vivek took the charge of the microphone,
" From our love story everybody can have a lesson ..." he paused for a while and said, " ... that... Bad always end badly..."
Public applauded again, as if confirming his opinion. When Anjali and Vivek were talking and interacting with the people, one of the company's employees came on the stage from back side. His moving eyes were searching somebody, at last his eyes steadied on Company's Managing Director Mr. Bhatia. He approached him and bowing down to his ears murmured something. The expressions on Bhatiaji's face changed drastically to confusion and fear. Looking at his expressions other's expressions also changed and the environment on the stage became tense. As the person conveyed his message completely and stood aside, Bhatiaji looked around, located Inspector and approached him.
Now Bhatiaji bowed to Inspector's ear and murmured something, probably the same thing which was conveyed to him by his employee. Same expressions appeared on Inspector's face. By this time Anjali and Vivek sensed the tension in the air and went to Inspector.
" What's wrong?" Anjali asked, looking alternatively at Inspector and Bhatiaji.
" Before departing he has played his last gambit" Inspector said.
" What did he have done?... " Vivek asked.
" Please don't talk in puzzles" Anjali.
" There is no time to elaborate... come on let's follow me" Bhatiaji said in hurry and started to leave the stage from the back door. The Anchor was in dilemma, to go with his boss or not, stayed back on the stage, because there was fear of the crowd in the hall going uncontrolled. They wee curious to know what was wrong. But the anchor was equally ignorant of the facts as they were. Rather than knowing what was wrong, more important responsibility came on his shoulders, to keep the people quiet and vacate the hall immediately.
Now Bhatiaji was climbing steps to his office and Inspector, Anjali and Vivek were quietly following him.
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English Fiction literature: Elove ch-39 Nobody will move
Anjali was sitting on her chair and turning over some official papers. Sharvari was sitting next to her operating her computer. Suddenly computer buzzer rang. Anjali turned around to see at the monitor.
“ It’s his message” Sharwari announced.
Anjali stood up and went to the computer. Sharwari gave her way and vacated the computer seat.
“ Come on... go fast” Anjali instructed her, taking the charge of the computer.
Sharwari immediately left the cabin and entered the adjacent room. In the room Inspector Kawaljeet and two computer experts were sitting in front of a computer. Sharwari hurried to them. All of them turned around, sensing her presence.
“ The same thing had happened, as you anticipated.. the blackmailer has sent a message again..” Sharwari said hurriedly.
Without having a word, the computer experts took the charge of the computer. Now they were clear what they were up to.
“ Suraj... come on... this time he should not escape”
“ Sir... as before.. this time also he is operating from Mumbai.. and please note down his IP address..” The expert said, referring the software outputs from the computer.
Before he could complete his sentence, Inspector connected to Mumbai,
“ Raj... again we have traced the culprit... still he is busy in chatting... find out his exact location.. and see that his time the bastard should not escape.. and yes note down his IP address....”
Atul was busy in chatting, sitting in front of the computer in a cyber cafe.
“ Miss Anjali... Hi... How r u?” He typed the message and sent it.
It was quite a good amount of time; still there was no response from Anjali. But her name was visible in the chatting room.
Where the hell she has gone?...
Or may be confused, seeing my message unexpectedly...
He was thinking. Still there was no response from other side. Now his jaws were getting tightened due to anger, when the message came from other side,
“ I am fine”
At least she is there..
He was relieved. Now he was typing the next message, which was very important and it fact it was the sole purpose of his chatting,
" I am feeling bad to trouble you again... But what should I do?... Money is very bad thing... It finishes even if you use it cautiously... I am badly in need of 20 lakhs this time"
He typed and sent it immediately.
" It's not too long I have given you 50 lakhs... As per our agreement you were not supposed to ask it again... and the fact is I don't have money now..." The response came from other side, quite quickly than anticipated.
“ It's just last time... Because after this I am thinking of leaving the country" He typed and sent the message.
" You leave the country ... or whatever you do... it's least of my concern... look.. I don't have the tree which yields money ... " Anjali’s clear cut message came.
He was getting angry, but some how he managed to control his anger and typed the message,
" Ok.. fine... you have to give me at least 10 lakhs this time... Where and how you have to send it ... I will let you know on the mail" Atul sent and closed the chatting session.
He was in no mood to argue with her; in fact he didn’t want to give her chance to argue.
Now he was opening the mailbox, when something outside the window caught his attention. Outside he saw Police Inspector pacing towards the cyber cafe with some of his associates. Now the swiftness of his movements stimulated. Immediately he logged off of the computer, went to the cafe counter, paid the money and left the cafe as quickly as possible. As he left the cafe, within few seconds police inspector and his team entered the cafe. As the Inspector entered the cafe he took the charge and announced,
“ No body will go out of the cafe... all of you stay where you are.. Nobody will move”
Next to Anjali’s cabin, in the other room, two experts, Anjali and sharwari were looking in anticipation at Inspector, who was speaking on the mobile.
Inspector took aside his mobile from his ear and looking at Anjali he said with disappointment,
“ The bastard has managed to escape again...”
Anjali and Sharwari looked at each other, their excited faces were faded away.
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Anjali was driving the car and Vivek was sitting on the seat next to driving seat. For quite some time they were quiet, occupied in their own thoughts.
In fact Vivek is enthusiastic, smart and good looking than she would have ever thought ... and he is how simple and uncomplicated....
In a way it is better that he has asked the question about marriage in the first meet itself...
In fact asking that question he has made his intentions clear... and he has given her the chance to reciprocate her feeling about him...
Now she was feeling warm about him... She was started to look in him ... her future companion... a friend... who would always accompany her in her joys and grieves...
While thinking she glanced at him. He also looked at her, sharing a sweet smile.
But would he be thinking same about her?...
" When did you study?... I mean... Every time I could see you busy on chatting and on internet" Anjali asked, trying to tease him.
Vivek just smiled, sensing the naughtiness in her words.
“ How is the progress of your company these days ?” Vivek asked.
“ It’s good... Why?... Our company is progressing day by day” Anjali said.
“ No... I thought your continuous presence on chatting and net may have affected the progress” Vivek said, replying her with equal naughtiness.
She just smiled. She was aware and proud of his presence of mind.
Anjali’s car stopped in front of the lavish hotel - Hotel Oberoi. While taking the vehicle to parking section she said, “ Just a minute.. I have forgotten my cell in the hotel room... I will collect it and then we will proceed.... otherwise..” She abruptly stopped and asked, “How about a tea or coffee..” Anjali said getting down the vehicle.
He just shook his head in affirmation. Anjali got down and proceed towards the hotel and Vivek also got down to follow her.
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Anjali and Vivek, don’t know for how much time, were just looking at each other. Though they knew each other from about a month, but they were facing each other physically the first time. Not only they knew each other, but they thoroughly understood each other, to the minute details of their nature. Still they were clueless about what to talk about. They were quiet so much so that, they would doubt about themselves that - were they the same, who had sent earlier each other the mails of so many pages?. Lastly Vivek talked, taking lead,
“ In fact I am late because of the traffic... you know”
“ I am waiting for you since 4.30” Anjali said.
“ But you had given me the time of 5.00” Vivek said.
Just it was warm-up or the initial time to start; they then quite nicely mixed up and started to chat, as if they were chatting on net. While chatting they were walking slowly along the beach, and when their hands entangled into each other, they did not knew. For quite some time they were walking along the beach.
It was getting dark now, as the sun set. Suddenly Vivek stopped abruptly and asked Anjali in serious tone,
“ Anjali, Shall I ask one thing?”
She affirmed with her eyes.
“ Will you marry me?” He asked straightly.
She was confused with this unexpected question. She blushed and lowered her head, not to know how to reply.
Vivek’s heart was beating fast.
The question I intended, I asked..
But will she say ‘yes’...
He was waiting for her reply.
Did I made mistake by asking this question, at this point of time?..
Or is it was a quite fast pace..
If she say ‘No’ then what?...
Doubts were crowding in his mind...
After some time she said,
“ Come on ... lets go”
When she opened her mouth to speak out, his heart beat was skipped.
But... What’s this ... she had avoided the reply...
But he was also a PhD student; it was his nature to get an answer to the question, whatever he required to do to get it.
“ ... You did not answer my question...” He intervened.
“ ... Let’s go ... I will drop you” She said, again avoiding the reply to his question.
He was not going to leave her like that.
“ Still you have not answered my question” He said.
She was blushing red. Her head was lowered and her face was red. She was trying to hide her emotions by playing with sand on the beach with her toes.
“ I never said no” Somehow she managed to speak, still keeping her head low.
She was surprised of her own, that at last the words found there way. Vivek’s face which was gloomed by this time, suddenly beamed up. He didn’t know how to celebrate the happiness. Pulling her in his tight embrace he picked her up.
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Vivek was reading something on the computer, when his friend came quietly, and stood behind him. For quite sometime he was observing Vivek’s activities.
“ So master ... What does your love story says?’’ Johny asked unexpectedly, shaking Vivek’s shoulders.
Vivek startled, and fumbled to minimize the open windows on the monitor.
“ I have had read everything... there no use of hiding now” Johny said, smiling naughtily.
Vivek opened the windows again, trying to hide the confounded expressions on his face, and said, " Look... what she has sent as an attachment"
" I see... that means the fire is equally on both sides... By the way what's her name... who has stolen our Vivek's heart" Johny asked.
" Anjali" Vivek said, blushing red.
" Look... How much our Romeo is blushing" Johny said, teasing him.
" Let me see... what she has sent?" Johny asked further.
Johny sat on the stool kept beside and started reading. Vivek intervened and started explaining him about the software program sent as an attachment by Anjali -
" This is a program written by a Japanese engineer, and it is based on a reflection technologies. Whenever we sit in front of a computer monitor, light falls on our face and gets divided and reflected into different colors to the monitor. This software program gathers the intensity of the different colors fallen on it and converts it into a photograph. That means if we run this program, it can gather the intensities of the reflected light colors, and could convert it into your photograph. Isn't it amazing? But while taking photograph we have to take care of certain things like... we should sit properly facing the monitor, exactly parallel to the monitor. If there is angle between your face and the monitor, the photograph may not be of good quality."
“That means this software can photograph us?" Johny asked.
“Exactly.. ..Look this is my photograph... photographed just few minutes ago" Vivek said opening his own photograph.
“Wow... its amazing... if its so... there is no need to buy camera.." Johny said, in an excitement.
" That's what I am trying to say" Vivek added.
" Wait... let me see... let me run it" Johny said, asking Vivek to get up, and taking his seat.
Johny took the charge of the computer and asked moving the mouse curser around, " What I need to do now?"
" Nothing ... just click the 'snap' button.. but... wait... first you sit right.." Vivek suggested.
Johny sat right and moved the mouse cursor on the 'snap' button.
" Smile please" Vivek added.
Jonhny tried to smile, as he can.
“Ready ... now press the button" Vivek.
Johny clicked the mouse on 'snap' button. For few seconds blue 'Processing' progress bar appeared on the monitor and a photograph appeared. As the photograph appeared on the monitor, Vivek laughed loudly and Jonhy's embarrassed face was ideal to be photographed. On the monitor it was a monkey’s laughing face.
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Today , as Anjali arrived in the office she took her seat and started the computer. After the computer is booted she started chatting program and checked whether there are some offline messages. There were none. Emotions of disappointment could be seen on her face. She started going through the reports kept on her table, in order to divert her mind. It was Sharwari who was smiling while observing her movements minutely, who was sitting right across her. While going through the reports Anjali realized the thing; she glanced to caught her smiling-
" Why are you smiling so sweetly dear?'' Anjali asked.
Sharwari quickly and swiftly changed her expressions and wore a serious face.
" No.. no ... I am not smiling"
Suddenly a computer buzzer rang and Anjali looked at the monitor in anticipation. Realizing there is nothing which she was expecting again she pretended to read the reports.
" It's since two days... whenever the chatting buzzer rings you look at it leaving everything .. Are you expecting somebody's message or mail?" Sharwari asked.
" No ... no ... nothing important" Anjali said still going through the reports, probably to avoid the direct eye contact.
Again the buzzer rang. Again she looked at the monitor with anticipation, and this time she turned to the computer, moving her revolving chair.
" This must be Vivek's message" Sharvari said, again trying to tease her.
“ Which Vivek?" Anjali asked, pretending her ignorance.
" Which Vivek?... the one which met you the other day on the chatting " Sharvari also was not in mood to leave her.
" How can you be so sure" Anjali asked, while keying on the keyboard.
" Madam ... its visible from your blushed red face" Sharvari said, smiling at her.
First the expressions of 'catching the theft' came on Anjali's face and then she managed to replace them with angry expressions.
" Will you leave me alone for a while... It's since long I am seeing that you are trying hard to annoy me... Go out and you will find that there are so many jobs pending for you... " Anjali said.
Sharwari smiled, stood up, understanding Anjali's intention and left the cabin. As Sharwari left, Anjali opened Vivek's chat message, which was just arrived.
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It would have been 10 in the morning, when Anjali entered her cabin in hurry, to find Sharwari was busy in looking after the neatness of the cabin. In her absence the sole responsibility of the cabin was left to her.
As Anjali entered the cabin, Sharwari wished her, " Good Morning.."
' Madam ' was the next word about to come though her mouth, but some how she managed to gulp it.
Though Anjali was like a friend to her, at last she was her boss. Most of the time it was awkward for her to behave with her like a friend, in front of the other office bearers at least.
As Anjali passed by her, she tapped enthusiastically on her back, " Hi.. "
Her driver followed her, carrying her suitcase. As Anjali took her seat, driver kept her suitcase on her right and left the cabin.
When Anjali seemed to be comfortable in her seat, Sharwari pushed the appointment diary in front of her, opening the today’s page. Anjali switched on her computer and started to read through the appointments today.
" Meeting .. so early in the morning.. I didn't even settled." Anjali said making a bad face, " But be sure I could not attend the afternoon seminar... Why don't your send Sharmaji"
" Ok.. fine" Sharwari said, star marking the appointment.
" What else we can do... we can't say plainly no to these people ... and in the absence of time I even can't attend them... really it's not easy to head an institution" Anjali said.
Anjali opened her suitcase and started removing the papers one by one, having a look at them while removing.
Keeping one of the paper aside she said, " Look... tender work of this company is still incomplete... please send this paper to Mr. Kulkarni..."
" Mr. Kulkarni is on leave today" Sharwari
" But as per my information he was on leave till yesterday..." Anjali said, with irritation.
" That's right... But .. just half an hour before he ringed up ... telling that he could not come today too" Sharwari said.
"Why? Why can't he come?" Anjali was angry now.
" I asked, when he phoned, but he disconnected without telling anything"
" Kulkarni... this Kulkarni is such a irrisponsible man..." Anjali said cursing him, trying to control her anger.
And then Anjali's loose her temper and started cursing everything. She was continuously speaking. Sharwari was quite sure and knew what to do, when Anjali keep on cursing and talking like this. Nothing, just keep on listing and ignoring her curses, without reacting. Anjali herself told her once that when our boss looses his temper, like this, he just keeps on cursing and talking to relieve his stress. It is one of the stress relieving techniques. While our boss is out of temper and the secretary who reacts or asks him questions in between, in fact increases his stress more, and that secretary is considered to be the most unsuccessful secretary.
By now Anjali seemed to be calmed down. She picked up her files and papers and stood up to leave for the meeting. Sharwari also stood up.
Before leaving she looked at her glowing monitor and said, " Will you please check my mails please... I am leaving for the meeting" and Anjali stared to leave the cabin.
" Personal mails too?'' Sharwari asked her, teasing her playfully.
" You know ... there is nothing personal... And whatever is there.. you know everything... " Anjali replied back, looking at her with the same naughty stance, and left for the meeting.
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English literature - Novel : Elove : CH-3 Mailing Address
'Would you like to be my friend?' the message was still visible on the monitor.
Anjali was thinking of an appropriate reply, so that the guy on other side should not trouble her like 'Tom Boy'
'Why not? ... definitely ... But beware ... being friend is easy... but being friend in any circumstances is not that easy ' Anjali typed the message and was about to send when her secretary Sharwari came in.
" Yes Madam"
'' Sharwari, How many times I need to tell you, ... don't call me Madam... Call me simply Anjali... When you call me Madam... suddenly I feel as if I am grown up to 50 years from 23..." Anjali said in irritation.
She scolded her ruthlessly, but then she felt bad.
Now she started talking in serious tone, " As you know, after papa passed away this responsibility came to me... otherwise these should be my enjoying easygoing playful days... You know what... I asked you to join here purposefully... so that in this stressful environment I should not loose my playfulness... At least you should call me Anjali... You are my friend first and then secretary ... understand" Anjali said.
" Yes Madam... I mean Anjali" Sharwari said.
Anjali smiled looking at her. As Sharwari sat before her, the computer alert rang again. There was message again in chatting window -
‘ What's your Name? ‘
‘ Anjali... What's yours?’ Anjali typed the message.
Anjali clicked on the send button and revolved the chair in the direction of Sharwari, " So ... What's going on in Net Secura's project?'' Anjali asked.
" Everything is alright... but one of the module is crashing the system... Still they are working on it but are unable to get the bug..." Sharwari updated her with the information.
By that time a message again appeared on the monitor, ' My name is Vivek... By the way... What are your likings ... I mean hobbies?'
Anjali looked at the monitor, and ignoring the message she looked at sharwari, a concern about the project was clearly visible on her face.
" Who is working on that module?'' Anjali asked.
" Dinesh Maheswari? Sharwari supplied the information.
" The one who joined the last month?'' Anjali asked.
" Yes ... the same guy"
"Associate some senior engineer with him and see that the mater is resolved" Anjali instantly analyzed the root cause of the problem and suggested the solution too.
" Yes Madam... I mean Anjali " Sharwari said, proudly looking at her boss.
She always felt proud of her this management skill of taking instant and correct decisions. Anjali again took charge of the computer. Sharwari got up and left the cabin and Anjali was typing the response to the message, just arrived on the chat.
' Hobbies... yes... reading, swimming... writing some times and of course chatting' Anjali typed the message and sent it, and opened Microsoft excel sheet in another window. She was absorbed in reading the numbers in the excel sheet. Probably she was checking the financial details of some of the projects her company was handling.
Suddenly again a chatting message appeared.
‘ Wow ... What a coincidence... our likings are exactly matching...’
‘Really?’ She asked, sarcastically.
Anjali was quite aware of this old trick of impressing ladies. Anjali looked up, sensing somebody's entrance in the cabin. It was peon. He kept some documents in front of her for signing. Anjali quickly read through the documents and signed them.
'I swear...' the chat message came from other side.
Vivek would have sensed skepticism in her worlds.
'Could you send me your mail-id please?' again Vivek's message came.
' anjali5000@gmail.com' Without any hesitation she sent her mail-id as her chatting mail-id was different than her regular mail-id.
Anjali revolved her chair towards her writing table, caught hold of her diary, and looking at her wrist watch she got up to leave the cabin. As she turned to leave the cabin, the computer buzzer again rang. She looked back at the monitor.
'O.K. then Bye... see you some time...' Vivek's message was visible on the monitor.
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As Anjali arrived in the office, she first finished the important office works, like important posts, important official mails, progress reports etc. The mails, which were important, she replied to them, some mails she got them printed for further actions. After finishing the important works she opened the chatting session. Whenever she used to feel exhausted or when she used to be free, she used to chat, it was her daily routine. It was not an easy task to lead such a huge company. Chatting was her good finding to cope up with the work related tensions and stress. When she was busy with chatting, her phone rang; she attended it, still continuing with chatting. She was accustomed to handle all the jobs in parallel fashion, as if, like computers, she was equipped with parallel processing.
" Yes Mona" she responded to her receptionist on the phone.
" Madam... Net Secura’s Managing Director... Mr. Bhatia is on the line" response came from the other side.
" Connect please" She instructed.
By that time a message appeared on the chatting session window, ‘ Hi’
Anjali checked the sender’s identity; it was ‘Tom Boy’
‘What a boring and irritating person he is.’ she thought.
This ‘Tom Boy’ used to present almost always on the chatting, as if, only to annoy her. When he is present on the chatting, and Angali opened the chatting session, it never happened that he did not annoy her with his the very first message.
‘ He didn’t has other work or what... bastard ... always present on the chat room. ‘
Anjali decided to ignore him today. There were few offline messages in her chatting inbox. Anjali held the phone cradle in between her ear and shoulder, and started checking the offline messages, operating her fingers swiftly on the keyboard.
" Good morning Mr. Bhatia... How are you?’’ As the phone was connected, she simultaneously conversed on the phone.
She paused in between to hear the conversation from the other side.
"Look, Bhatiajee... We are the best at our quality and delivery schedules... you don’t worry... we will deliver your product on time.. Did it happen ever, that our delivery schedule is missed? .. Never... isn’t it... then don’t worry... you rest assured... yes... ok. Bye .." Anjali disconnected, and again spoke to her receptionist, pressing two digits, " Send Sharwari in please"
During the phone conversation, her attention was distracted from the computer, because her punch line was - if its work, the importance goes to work first, and rest of the things latter.
Suddenly the computer beeped; there was some message in the chat window. Anjali looked at the computer, in annoyance.
‘ God... Again the same ‘Tom Boy’
She checked the identy of message sender, but it was not ‘Tom Boy’. She sighed in relief and started reading it.
" Would you like to be my friend" the message read.
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Morning time. A forest of building with glasses everywhere. A building among these buildings was of IT Company, and the employees of the company were arriving one by one. As it was around 10' O clock the rush of employees increased suddenly. Everybody was rushing to reach in before 10, as they did not wanted to be late. Every employee's arrival time was recorded on the smart card reader mounted on the door. Not only arrival time but also the overall in-out movement of the employees was recorded in the smart card reader. The main glass door of the company was equipped with magnetic lock, and the door was programmed to open only when the employees show their identity cards to the smart card reader. Due to those identity cards and smart card readers the security of the company and the regularity of the employees were maintained. As 10's buzzer rang almost everybody was in the company, including company Director and CEO Anjali also.
Aljali was around 23 and she was B.E. computer. Due to her father's sudden death, earlier company Director and CEO, the responsibility of company came to her. It was a big responsibility compared to her age; otherwise it was an age of roaming and enjoying the young days. Her wish was to go to US for the further education. But due to her father's untimely demise her wish remained a mere wish. She used to try to handle the responsibility of heading the company at the same time she also used to try to keep her liveliness alive.
Anjali walked along the aisle to her cabin, between the cubicles on both sides. As such she preferred to wear casuals during office hours - loose white T-shirt and loose cotton creamy trouser. Whenever there was some important program or meeting with an important client then only she used to prefer to wear formal dress. For other office staff and developers also it was not compulsory to wear formal dress. They were free to wear the dresses in which they feel comfortable.
Anjali always used to say 'The work you do in office... you should be able to enjoy it. If you are able to enjoy the work then you would not feel the exhaustion from it' She had increased the productivity of the employees by mixing enjoyment and hobbies with the work. She had provided the facilities of gym, swimming pool, Zen chamber, meditation room, TT room, etc to the employees. Because of these facilities the employees used to spend their maximum time in the office and used to deal with stress in between the hectic tasks. He was getting the good results of this.
While entering her office she came across some of her employees. They wished her, bowing their heads slightly. She also wished back, with sweet smile. It was evident from their body language that the wish was not out of fear, but it was out of the respect they felt about her. It was the peculiarity of her cabin that it had the same furniture, which the other employees had. 'I am also one among you' probably she wanted to convey the message out of it.
When she reached her cabin, she pushed the glass cabin door, equipped with spring, and entered her cabin.
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