Jasmine's day wasn't as smooth as she thought it would be. She had tried all her best to catch Shwetha's attention. She wasn't aware of jealousy brewing in Shwetha's heart. She assumed that she was happy with her work. She felt there was chance for her to be in her dream team. Unfortunately Shweta was ignoring her on purpose. Jasmine thought her boss was busy. She was blinded by admiration towards her boss to see the real picture.
All her efforts gone down in flames. She was disappointed and expressed the same to Tina. Tina consoled her, "Why do you worry? She knows you are working hard and she is impressed. I know you will be in her dream team." Jasmine sighed. When she got back home, she opened her laptop to watch some videos. She was trying to clear her mind. Her mind would go back to how her day was and how better she could have done.
Suddenly the bell rang. She lazily walked towards the door to open it. She presumed it was Tai and disinterestedly opened the door. It wasn't Tai. She was surprised to see Zain outside. "I didn't expect you to come early.",she said. "Oh! Why? You thought it was Tai?", he joked. She got irritated and stomped inside.
He smiled as he entered. But his mind was working on ways he was going to convey the message. He was sure that there would be fireworks. Now he had analysed the intensity of the fireworks. It was going to burn the whole place.
He took deep breath. "I didn't cook anything. It will take me few minutes. Is it okay?", she said solemnly. He understood her mood wasn't good due to work pressure. He had to deal with this issue lightly. "No problem. But I have one condition", he said smilingly. "What?", she asked. "We will cook together.", he replied.
She smiled. "Why not!", she said while heading towards the room. He freshened up and wore casual pyjama and plain flue t-shirt. He found her already chopping the veggies. "What are we making?", he asked. "Mix veg curry and roti. You make the rotis.", she said. He agreed and started making the dough. While cooking, they chatted about various things from family, friends to work and Tai's weird ways. Amidst the light conversation, he blurted out the truth. Jasmine stopped everything and stared at him in shock. Zain covered his mouth with his hand as he never wanted to spill the beans out like this.
(To be continued)
All her efforts gone down in flames. She was disappointed and expressed the same to Tina. Tina consoled her, "Why do you worry? She knows you are working hard and she is impressed. I know you will be in her dream team." Jasmine sighed. When she got back home, she opened her laptop to watch some videos. She was trying to clear her mind. Her mind would go back to how her day was and how better she could have done.
Suddenly the bell rang. She lazily walked towards the door to open it. She presumed it was Tai and disinterestedly opened the door. It wasn't Tai. She was surprised to see Zain outside. "I didn't expect you to come early.",she said. "Oh! Why? You thought it was Tai?", he joked. She got irritated and stomped inside.
He smiled as he entered. But his mind was working on ways he was going to convey the message. He was sure that there would be fireworks. Now he had analysed the intensity of the fireworks. It was going to burn the whole place.
He took deep breath. "I didn't cook anything. It will take me few minutes. Is it okay?", she said solemnly. He understood her mood wasn't good due to work pressure. He had to deal with this issue lightly. "No problem. But I have one condition", he said smilingly. "What?", she asked. "We will cook together.", he replied.
She smiled. "Why not!", she said while heading towards the room. He freshened up and wore casual pyjama and plain flue t-shirt. He found her already chopping the veggies. "What are we making?", he asked. "Mix veg curry and roti. You make the rotis.", she said. He agreed and started making the dough. While cooking, they chatted about various things from family, friends to work and Tai's weird ways. Amidst the light conversation, he blurted out the truth. Jasmine stopped everything and stared at him in shock. Zain covered his mouth with his hand as he never wanted to spill the beans out like this.
(To be continued)
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