Love @ Corporate...

 

“Has ma’am left?” Divya asked.

“Yes,” I said. “And she has given me a big responsibility.”

“I didn’t get it. Can you be clear, Mr. Ajay?”

“She has asked me to drop you on her scooter and then park the scooter at the office,” I replied showing her the key.

“Thanks. But I can take a bus to Ayanavaram from here,” Divya replied.

“Huh! So, you are still angry with me?”

“No. Had I been angry, I would have complained about it to ma’am.”

“Then?”

“Chumma,” Divya replied, “I mean, nothing.”

“I know what Chumma means. But that day you resisted my Chumma,” I quipped.

“Shut up, Ajay. Do you even know what that means?” Divya lamented, “I am not that type of a girl.”

“Which type?”

“The ones you like, like that Sangeetha,” Her thrust on Sangeetha seemed jealous.

“Oh, so you are upset because I like Sangeetha,” I asked sarcastically.

“Why I will be upset? You do whatever you want to do with her.”

“But I want to do everything with you and not with her,” I spoke my mind.

“What? What did you just say?”

“Chumma, I mean nothing. Let’s pack-up,” I said and coerced Divya to come with me on the scooter.

“Do you behave like this with every girl, Ajay?” Divya asked during our ride.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean.”

“You mean to say, that I am a flirt, right?”

“No. But then do you try to kiss every girl as you did with me?”

“Divya, I don’t know what made me do that, but I can’t control my emotions when I see you.”

“Oh! But then your emotions overflow for Sangeetha?”

“Fuck that Sangeetha!” I bellowed, “I hardly know her yaar, but with you, it’s different.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. You won’t understand. Kuch Kuch hota hai, Divya, tum nahi samjhogi,” I imitated Shahrukh Khan.

“You are irresistible, Ajay,” Divya admitted after we reached the office.

“Shall I drop you home?” I asked.

“Why? I mean, ma’am has asked you to park her scooter at the office, right?”

“Yeah, she asked me to do so, but…I can always take some liberty to drop my sweetheart home,” I tried to be romantic.

“Are you okay, Ajay ji?” Divya asked and I couldn’t control my emotions.

“I love you, Divya,” I confessed, “And I really mean it.”

“And how many days until this love lasts for me?”

“Forever. I mean, I love you forever.”

“I don’t know what to say, Ajay. I really like you, you make me feel special, but I am still not sure if it is love,” Divya spoke hesitantly.

“Take your time. There is no hurry, it will take twenty minutes to reach Ayanavaram,” I quipped.

“You are too much, Ajay,” Divya said and hugged me from behind, as I dropped her home.

“Just drop me here,” Divya signaled me to park the scooter 100 meters away from her house.

“Thanks for the ride. It was wonderful.”

“My pleasure, sweetheart,” I responded. “You can be more candid.”

“Hmmm. Love you.” Divya confessed finally and disappeared swiftly. However, I couldn’t forget her smile on my ride back to Nungambakkam.

Excerpt from the book, Affairs @ Corporate