It's boring.
Hmm
It's BORING!!
I know!
GODDAMIT, IT'S BORING!!!!!!!
Gosh, what should I do then!!!!!
Friday passed,
Saturday passed,
Sunday also passed.
Uhhh, three days passed doing nothing just me lying and rolling on my bed and reading book. I used to do my work at home but no, I don't want to do anything.
It's not that I am a very productive person even at home. At home, in weekends I lie like a panda in my bed. But, I am feeling so annoying suddenly.
I am standing in front of my mirror getting ready for office with a sullen face, sometimes I act more like a teenager than my own teen self did. I don't wanna go to office, I had this weekend to go to my grandparents' house. But no.
Neither I want to go to them, nor I want to go to office. WHAT I want then???
Don't ask me.
Feeling defeated, I went up to my car then, greeted my driver and now again I am standing in front of my office building looking at its name. No matter how much annoyed or low I am feeling this 'Pixel Grace' always form a smile on my lips.
It's not that I still want to go inside.
I reached my cabin and just sat in my chair, then a knock came. Must be Clara.
"Come in" I said opening my laptop not caring to look at the person. But wait, I can smell some different fragrance.
It's male deodorant. Since when Clara started to use male deodorant.
"Ma'am, your coffee." What happened to Clara's voice. When did she changed her gender. I surprisingly looked at the person.
Ohh, handsome one.
Do you ever stop?
Nah.
Ok, I forgot. I assigned a personal assistant.
Look.
What??
Look at him.
I am looking at him right now.
I mean look carefully, he is looking so good in his attire, perfectly jelled and combed hair, white shirt sleeves half rolled to his elbows, black pants, muscular body-
Stop it, shameless creature. Obviously, he will come in that attire it's an office. Nothing so drooling about it. The main thing to notice is that he is on time, good. He bought me coffee hot just with my arrival, very good.
I took a sip from the coffee. Just as perfect as I like. Even, Clara couldn't make it so perfect.
My man is perfect.
My man?? Stop it.
But, how did he know how I like my coffee, and wait what was his name again?
"Thank you for the coffee but-" I said showing him the coffee, but he interrupted and spoke.
"Don't worry ma'am I already asked Clara about this." He spoke with so much confidence and with a lot of proud as if he did something on his own for first time.
Ohh, so sweet of him.
There is nothing sweet in this it's his work.
"Ok, I guess, Clara has shown you your cabin?"
"Yes ma'am"
That girl is getting closy closy to him.
I don't understand what you are implying to say but whatever.
"Ok, so Mr.?" I asked him relaxing and leaning backwards in my chair.
"Ethan, Ethan Thomas" Ok now I am not going to forget his name. It's not good.
"OK, Mr. Thomas, make yourself comfortable in this office as you have started working here and to give your 100% it's important for you to adjust in this environment as soon as possible. And there are few things that I want you to tell, and I hope that my all employees always remember these."
He nodded. "Yes miss"
"These are the obvious things but just to do my work on my behalf I would like you to know-"
Taking my time, I put my elbows on both side of my chair arms and sat straight and legs crossed in a very lady but bossy mannered "that always be on time no matter what until and unless there are some serious emergencies else 1% from your monthly allowance will be deducted each time after 2 warnings."
He surprisingly nodded but was quick to hide his emotion. Actually, I like this rule it makes my employees to be punctual, who wants to cut their salary right. Well, in my case I have to do overtime, but that day never came yet.
"One for you without my any order, as soon as I enter my cabin, I want my coffee HOT. I don't like procrastination at all Mr. Thomas. If the work is not done by the given deadline my employees face the consequences and there are no warnings in this matter. One more thing, if any day you feel like doing overtime so you know the office time ends by 5pm you can overtime only up to 7pm. After 7pm not a single employee should be here." I paused a bit and continued. "And never mix your personal and professional life Mr. Thomas, because I won't give you days off for your every small personal reason as well as I don't want delaying in office work because of your personal issues. If anything like that happens, I won't tolerate that. You got my points."
He for a second didn't answer he was just staring at me. Then suddenly he came out of his world, licked his lips and nodded with a reply of yes ma'am.
"Ok, so for today Mr. Thomas take these 5 files check them and rewrite it." "Also, cancel the meetings after lunch break and reschedule them in this week except Friday."
With that he went away, and I also engrossed myself in the work taking sip of my coffee which was slightly cold now. Fine.
Well, I was feeling so bored in my house but now I feel energetic and willing to do work now. Suddenly, such a mood change, but that's nice.
I know the reason behind the sudden mood change. May I speak.
No.
I was working, then working, and again working. Ethan also done his given his work within 2 hours Impressive, so I gave him some more work.
After the lunch time, I went to a boutique. This Friday, there is an event for all the businessperson with unicorn company. So, yeah, I was invited. And the thing is I love to attend events.
I entered the boutique to try the outfit. The lady in her mid-forties gave me an unnecessarily too bright smile. How some people always love to smile and be happy and bright no matter what is going through in their life.
5 years ago, when one day dealing with my own miseries, I was walking down these NY streets I saw her trying to stop her tears falling from her eyes sitting on a bench. But these traitor tears.
I was feeling to join her and wanted to cry with her but instead I just sat beside her. When, I asked her what happened she told me that her own son threw her out of her house when he got married two days ago reasoning, she was a burden, and they didn't have much money to look after her. I soothed her and after some time when she calms down, I asked her what her hobby was just to lighten the mood, but I also didn't have anything to say so I just asked her for her hobby. She told me she loves designing clothes, she also showed me her designs. I was surprised.
I couldn't do much for her at that time, but I asked her to be in a nursing home for some time and wait for me. After a year. Yes, a year when my startup was having some kind of profit I kept her as my receptionist. Then on the 3rd year I gifted her a boutique with some employees working for her. She would design the outfits according to people needs and the rest worker would made it.
And today, in NY it's one of the most famous boutiques all because of her hard work and since my every outfit she designs.
And that was the only day when I saw tears in her eyes since then she glows and shines like a sunflower in day. At night, even I don't know.
"Dolly, is my outfit ready?"
"Of course, my dear the day you ordered was the day I started preparing everything." She said reciprocating a beautiful smile. But too sad, I don't know how to show emotions to people anymore. Although, I still feel everything but just became too bad at expressing them since.... since a long ago.
"Can I try."
"Yeah sure, betty, bring that outfit."
Now, I was escorted to a changing room where I changed into the outfit and gosh it looks so sexy hugging my each and every curve.
Coming out from the room, Dolly was looking eager to know how it was?"
"There is nothing to tensed about as usual it's wonderful. Just stitch an inch more around my hips. I will send my PA on Friday to take the outfit."
"Ok, got it." She is still smiling doesn't her cheeks hurt with constant smiling, mine hurts just by thinking.
Here, I am again in my office to complete the rest of the work.
I want a coffee ASAP.
"Mr. Thomas, bring me a cup of coffee." I told him through the intercom.
I am feeling lazy again same as morning. I leaned backward and rested my head on my chair and closed my eyes. After some time, there was a knock on my door.
Ahh, my coffee has arrived for sure. After allowing him to come inside, he must have kept my coffee on the table coz I heard glass sound, and he was about to say ma'am here is your coffee but before he could complete saying it.
I don't know what happened, but he just stopped. Actually, I was still in the same posture leaning backwards and eyes closed so I don't know what happened. But then I remembered.
Ohh! Today, the top I wore was nice revealing in my cleavage area. I must have exposed much of myself which I shouldn't.
Holly Molly!!!
Before I could react or regain my posture, he cleared his throat and slightly with a shaking voice said "Ma'am, here is your coffee."
Not wanting to show that now I was feeling uncomfortable I sighed, and slowly sit straight and slowly open my eyes. Only to see that he was not even looking at me his head was slightly bent, I couldn't see his face properly but yeah, I was sure his eyes were on my coffee.
Ohh, so sweet of him.
Will you ever stop praising him? Well, no doubt it was quite a nice gesture not to stare me continuously.
Now, it was my turn to clear my throat to regain his attention on me as now it was not uncomfortable for me.
Most probably you should ask him about comfort after this flashing session.
Stop with your nonsense.
He was now looking in my eyes. But, what I could see now is his face is red now more than red actually. Ok, I understood.
"Mr. Thomas, I want you to do one thing on Friday, on lunch break just go to D&D boutique and take my outfit."
"Sure ma'am" He is ok now, his voice tone is telling me, but the redness. It doesn't wanna leave his face, I guess.
"And one more thing, uhm-" 'I cleared my throat again'
Too many throats clearing. It's not gargling session.
"Do you have any plans on Friday night?"
He looked shocked and confused at me. Oh, come on man, I won't ask you for a date.
"Uhm, n...no miss."
"Ok, so would you be able to accompany me in the Friday event? No pressure, if you don't want then it's ok but you know if I decided to have a deal with anyone then I might need your assistance, although I am sure there will be no such business I will be making."
"No, it's totally fine ma'am. I don't have any kind of problem. Although, it will be my pleasure to accompany you." He was looking way too happy. It's just a business party nothing else.
Ohh, actual-
Shut up, not again.
"That's nice of you. So, I will pick you up at sharp 7pm."
WHAT? YOU WILL PICK HIM? LET HIM DO THAT NA!!!
"Yo...you will pick me up I think I should be-"
"No, you don't have to I asked for your company so it's my duty to pick you up and also drop you. No need to worry, just email me your address by Friday."
He sighed a bit. "As you say."
"Thank you, you are dismissed now."
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I was at home now, having dinner peacefully that I made. I love cooking, I made Spaghetti Carbonara it was one of my favorite foods. After that I called my grandparents to have a talk, and I wanted to talk to Lily, it's been so long but she was busy with her language classes.
I did my night routine by taking relaxing bath, applying night lotion to body, moisturizer on my face, and also drying my wet hair. Now, I was all set to go to bed.
But, today I thought to scroll down through some Insta reels, it's been so many days I haven't even see how Insta app looks like.
Scrolling to Instagram, I just wonder sometime who this free person is? Who keeps on making different trends? People don't get over with one trend that one more trend is coming from behind. And these people they keep on making reels on these trends. And this cycle it never ends. Here, I am I will get to know about one particular trend days or weeks or may be even months later.
Because I hardly use social media. I don't know why but it gets on my nerves. But right now, I was scrolling and suddenly a reel came with a black background, 'Dandelions' by Ruth B. instrumental in background and something written in white bold letter.
DON'T SKIP
Ok fine, I won't next.
Can you just say three words about it?
I don't want to but fine let's see what it is. I was lying down on my bed without any care and suddenly the word came in my phone screen.
'LOVE'
Oh please, not again.
Can you describe it in three words? (Aren't they asking for too many words.)
My movements stopped. LOVE.
What is love??
What is love for me?
But firstly, what is love for the people? I quickly went to the comment section and saw number of people has replied stating what they feel about love, how they just love the way they feel when they are in love? Describing love in exactly 3 words.
I also loved but why can't I relate?
They wrote, for them love is beautiful. Liar
love is cute. Lie
love is sweet. Nah
love is heaven. Never
I don't know what happened, but I just closed Insta kept my phone aside and completely lay down with my duvet reaching me till my neck.
I was now filled with mixed emotions, anger, sad, disappointed, broken and maybe much more.
Because I don't have 3 words to describe love.
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...... LOVE IS "CRUEL"......
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