“There you go. Got the charts you wanted. The meeting has been rescheduled to three. You have time now to do whatever you want with these charts.” It was Ankit in my cabin. I had asked for charts alright but I didn’t understand why he got them and not one of the office boys.
“Thanks and I don’t really have anything to do with these charts atleast not for this presentation. I’ve got all my work all ready. By the way since you are here can we talk?”
“Okay. I don’t know if I am suppose to be worried or not.” I let out a slight laugh. I think I still liked Ankit. I didn’t want to revert back to the girl who once loved him (and apparently still does). He continues after grabbing himself a chair, “So what do you want to talk about?”
“Nothing. Nothing in particular. Mum is in town. She asked me about you but then Sid came in between and all that.”
“Sid?”
“Sid. You know him. Works at Ace.”
“the hot shot?” asked Ankit. I couldn’t stop laughing. I can’t really express how really asked me that. I still am not sure if it was curiosity with an element of jealousy or curiosity with surprise. I just hoped it was the former.
“yes, the very one.” I was still laughing. I couldn’t help it. I was turning all pink and yes Ankit noticed it.
“so…” he asked curiously.
“ah..nothing. just wanted to tell you mum is in town. Maybe you could, you know, meet mum. Ah.. listen I don’t want any tension between us just because we broke up. I’ve moved on. I want to work again with you…”
“exactly.” Interrupted Ankit “I wanted to say the same thing. It’s weird not having you around my cabin. And God that chick Akansha is bloddy annoying.” Ankit started laughing at his own joke. Was it even a joke? I don’t know. He just laughed and I stared and when I couldn’t stare any longer whilst he was still laughing, I started laughing. I had spent my 30 minutes laughing with Ankit discussing and bitching about Akansha and whoever we found. I never thought he would hate her. Actually he didn’t. He just hated the fact that she was bossy and she was hot. Men.
Akansha was hot but that didn’t matter. For one I was straight and Ankit’s british accent was hotter. Ankit was born and brought up in the United Kingdom. He spent his whole life there except his college years when his family had to abruptly return back to India because of his grandfather’s sudden death. His dad had to take up the business. Ankit was never interested in the gold business his grandfather had started and therefore his uncles and his father spent their retirement age in running the business.
The phone started to ring and I had to answer. I was indebted to Siddarth.
“Hey Sid.”
Ankit started to move towards the door but I stopped him. I had to cut Sid’s call.
“You should have told him that you were busy.”
“nah! It’s ok. He’ll understand.”
“Oohh…” said Ankit in a teasingly gay manner. “I see. Someone’s got the hots for him.”
“No. I do not.” I said defending myself. Somewhere in this conversation I knew I would lose so I just shut up. Guess Ankit got the message that we were through. It was over. It’s better that way.
Yes I think I might me falling for Sid.
