Divyaj gets out from the meeting with his colleagues and superiors. Aimee, his colleague is back after her maternity leave. The conference room on the far left corner E11 is buzzing with boisterous laughter and inevitably the talk revolves around -- what else, babies.

As Divjay somehow manages to sleep thru the meeting, and with a stack of to-do list, a few "touch base" short conversations, and back he is at his desk. The past weekend has been crazy. Nine hours of sleep in three days, late nights and lots of scrumptious liquor and continuous doses of nicotine from the smoldering joy stick have been the highlight of his weekend.

How he could have used one more off day. No not "off", but "OFF", - know what I mean? Weird how an exact word can be interpreted with completely differing and different meanings; words they are, no matter how we manipulate em', one slip and the entire context changes. He wonders if only 'life' was just another word. Hey, it is - is not it? He does not even dwell on that one now, words are complicated enough.

Anyways! He has had many "off" days, but what he was looking for was an "OFF" day. He knows he is complicating things with this "off -- OFF" bit within himself, but you have no idea the quagmire he is facing. Actually he is enjoying this weirdness.

It's not that he did not try, but somehow today he had to meet one tiny deadline which was big enough to cancel his planned siesta. He sighs, "Oh well!" He realizes one hour of sleep for a long day at work and then some more was not a wise thing to do. He jumps off and takes the elevator to outside lobby to inhale for some much needed dose of nicotine.

As he comes out with a large coffee, and tries to light a cigarette, he could not help but smile. As he looks up to the 32nd floor, he wonders if they would even recognize him. Even weirdly enough, he waves his hand, just so/because, you know. Yes, it has been this peculiar.

Oh what a weekend!

Contd . . .

Please ignore the typos.

Contd. . .

Who can stop the wind blowing, birds chiming, and with it the next day, inevitably, the sun rises on the horizon, along with the uncharted horizon in their lives that promised a lava of emotions that could explode it due course, and burn everything on it's way.

Divjay did not know, and perhaps Sonali was equally oblivious, but when youth and beauty collides, the "Katrina*" in their heart would definitely either destroy, or make - both or at least one of em'.

(I am very excited to see what's going to happen with their lives. No, I do not know, but I might as well take a seat and enjoy the show. Trust me, I have seen many a stories akin to this, but this one seem to have more suppressed passion, that are waiting to be explode. Silly they are, they do not know, when the dam is broken; their heart would be swept with a flood of emotions, otherwise generally/typically summarized as, Love. Ah love! How strong a word it is, if you really know what I mean.)

{Yoo chai mahabharat ma "mein samay hu," a la Mahabharat estylee bhanya jasto hai. ;) Hahahaha :p}

Next day, as they head together to the escalator after lunch, Divjay realizes that somewhere along the way, in their heartiness - the ice was broken. Well, a little bit. Saloni, as apprehensive as she was, was now smiling with poise, more self-assured of herself.

A strange, yet amazingly warm feeling engulfed him. No, do not get him wrong. It is not what you think. All he felt was - ummmm . . . Nice . Sonali's shyness and her beautifully protected vulnerability was something Divjay had almost forgotten existed. She was shy all right, but not an introvert. It appeared that she would do just fine in days to come, which is good, especially considering the volume of work that was pending.

Sonali talked - all right, smiled - all right, even laughed once, hmmmmm . . . But Divjay felt perhaps she was a little withdrawn. He felt, she just holds it up just about when he felt she wanted to open up. He wonders why. Ah! Perhaps he is thinking too much. Making mountain outta' the molehill kindda thing, you know.

Anyways, first (few) days at work, you cannot blame her.

As they enter the main lobby of their floor, Divyaj asks Saloni to come over to have a look. A beautiful view of a magnificent river - a bridge linking the two parts of the city, some historical monuments - on a beautiful day as this, it appeared picturesque.

Then Divjay said, "Oftentimes, at evenings, it looks so peaceful form here. Away from all the tumult of down below, I often wonder when I reach the same bridge; amazingly the peace turns into chaos. And I remember how serene it was from here."

Saloni, gazes in to his eyes, for the first time. Their eyes locked for a jiffy and then she passes it off. Divjay, then says, "If you remember, do have a look from here before you leave. You would like it."

Saloni smiles and affirms.

Contd. . .

"Saloni smiles and affirms. "

Contd. . .

Divjay hands over few pages of audited entries and asks her to cross check the numbers, flag* (for reference) where she find the errors, and just cross it off in the excel sheet. He assumes, this shall be a good warm up for her. Not really interesting, but nevertheless a work that needed attention.

This day passes off without much communication between the two. Her desk is set up, her extension created, and it is business as usual. Once in a while he did steal a glance or two at Saloni, who it appeared, was sailing smoothly. Divyaj wonders if she feels this is all piece of cake. How he thought it was when he started out for couple of days. One would never know that the more you think you know your stuff, the more gruesome it becomes.

A few stolen glances, punctuated with couple of locked eyes and half smiles; that was all they managed that day.

Divjay glanced at his watch and it is already 6 O'clock. Nothing unusual! He has done it many times. Suddenly he remembers Saloni. As he turns slightly to his left, he sees Saloni, her bag-ready, yet scribing something. Perhaps working!

"Hey, you are still here,"he asks.

Again that smile, with a soft "yes."

"You could leave you know, and then we can catch up tomorrow at 9," he says. As Saloni, affirms and logs off, and picks her bag to head down to the elevator, Divjay calls her and says, since he is getting off as well, perhaps they can go down together. She smiled and uttered, "Ok."

They walked to head out together, just before reaching the door, Saloni, says, "Just a sec," and walks off to the window off the lobby and watches over that long bridge. AS Divjay walked beside her and stares at the same view that he had for past three years, it somehow manages to appear even more appealing. How did that happen, he has no idea. Does watching the same picturesque with Saloni is making it so. Did she feel it too? Oh! Enough already. ;)

As they walk out, Divjay wonders how she felt about today. No, not for him, about the work silly. O.k., I would not blame you -- about him as well. Happy now? (Hehe :).)

He wonders what she was thinking. She was largely silent, but did have a glee in her eyes when Divjay talked. Is something bothering her? Nah!, Divyaj did not have time to think about it.

But her . . .

As if something was holding her thoughts, maybe a commotion one feels before riding the storm, so to speak. Destiny, it appears, is playing it out with both of them. Both unaware aware folks, trying get by, each lost in their own lives, thrown together by fate. . .

contd. . .

Indi,

What up? WHat up? Peace project is gone in drain. The tone of the people is very scary. That also from the educated class, which is, I guess below 20 %. Enjoyed your narration though.

Ruina,

You cannot go unnoticed, can you???

Steer it up, little darling steer it up. come on come on .

HEHEH

Peace

Yah yah, whatever you call it, name phobia !!
Changing name is like fashion and its coool(h)
I only changed oncee so thats not called as phobia. please la!!
And well, Foe woulda been back too cuz since he's like your asistance and he would come come back with you hoina ra?? you WERE away cuz i didnt see an of your posts and i missed someone making fun of me haha....so yea just wondering
Yeah I do smell like babyphat but not baby with phatt (occasionally) ;)

Both unaware aware folks, trying get by, each lost in their own lives, thrown together by fate. . .
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Ruina sis where are u? :D Indisguise da have staged the story so gracefully......steer it please...but with professionalism (as u always do) :p and as u mention ...i would like to be a producer....i will accpet with blind whatever my director and choreographer convey in their masterpiece story :D ...and when the story is complete...we will choose who will act on that story : p

PS: Indisguise da, i like the new nic fuchu...ha ha..keep calling me with that :D

~indi
:D no comments!
abt story, dammi cha!

~sristi
professionally ! haha oki i am trying to ....would be better word!

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As they walk out, Divjay wonders how she felt about today. No, not for him, about the work silly. O.k., I would not blame you -- about him as well. Happy now? (Hehe :).)


she looks at devyaj for while, just for a moment ,then she turn away. he was strange guy,he spoke so well,yet there was wildness and warmness in him that she could feel, she smiles at herself....they stood there awkwardly on the sidewalk for a moment ,then she put out her hand," it sure is nice view."she said politely ." hmm see ya tomorrow!"
devyaj noobed unconsciously attracted to the way she demurely lowered her
eyes when she was speaking.

he watched her walk up the block,her half high heels clicking on the pavement .he liked the way she walked ,her head high,her step sure,her body swaying slightly as if she owned the earth.there was natural pride in her...........

*sigh* where to start?...ummmm i m brooding about how sud i start my words here...ehehe.

Lemme me admit that i peeped out this thread with the name of indi ( i do read indi ko post scilently and kinda love to read his postings...ehehhe...i love most but not all*wink*).

First thing...Indi,i guess,u are mistaken with the name "saloni" & "sonali"...ehehe.i noticed that becuz u made me scroll up stroy . while i happen to read ur written part of story after compltion of Ruin's part then i got confused with charaters and scrolled up stroy then i found u mentioned "sonali" for "salonii"...eehehe.LOL, why sud u scroll up and check that instantly? Human,we human have so bit of patience,don't we?...same patience things applies to meh about ur story .Wating for ur more episodes or "UR"(Indi+ruina) ko story...ehehe...Hey!sristi...i agree with u ,reading this stroy made me recall some old and famouse proverb" couples are made ni heaven" *WInk*.

Indi ji! Nice one
likeed it
gosh katti long paddna bhaudina ma ta ani ali short banau na parayo.


Ruina sis
nice u keeep on.. too. How u been? missed talking to ya.lop u


Nirman ji!
still in nepal ki kata ho??

Highfly, when bigotries rules the root and blind fawning and ass licking is the norm, when radical fanatics uses pretentious blanket of passionate freedom beggars, I expect nothing less than a total red state.

But do not lose hope, miracles do happen. Yes, even at this age. : )
And thanks.
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Phatbaby, so the whole point of changing the name thing is coz it''s cool, eh? Gotcha.
Last I checked P. ass Daddy changed his name again. Hmmmmm. . . Impressive. :p

So how does a babyphat smells like?
And regarding Foe ?-be scared - be very scared, he might as well kill you sending gazillions of download and make your hardD crash. Remember how it was when your monitor crashed. ;). He must be lost in trance for now.
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Sristi,
FUUUUUUUUUUCHHHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU. :D
Pakkam pukkum gala samatera bhaneko hai feri. :p.
Hehehehe. . . ;)

Ardent khai ta? Asti usko didi le bholi bihanai police station ma report lekhnu janu paryo bhandai thee. Bhai harako dherai bhayo re. Hehehehhe.

Ruina Rani.
Timi musukka hasera "no comments" bhaneko ho?hahahaha;). Mero dil ko motor car ekchin banda huncha timile tyasto garda. hahahaha. Satte :p
Dyammmmmmmmmmm..... Luataiii deuu malai. LOL.

Kasto CHOTO, mitho lekheko. Hehehehe :). So saloni owned the earth & had natural pride . . .interesting!
About the story, timi saas deu, ma bachi dinchu. Re kya :p. LOL.
Hahaha ;)...... fekyooooooooooo fekyooooooooooooo ho? hahahahahaha. Janam samjha karo ;).

Ahile driver alik busy cha, katha ko gadi ek adh din ma ghumaula hai meri fulmati :d
Aba gali garne bela bhayo ho? Ma break marchu abu :(. hehe.:p
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Saina jyu, thanks for dropping by. Might I as well express how flattered I am by your avowal. Silently bhaneko kasto? Maan mania ho? ?WINK?. Hahahaha. Sabai maan paryo bhane ta barbaad huncha ni. Tara kosish jaree cha. ;) Kehi sujhab aka suggestion bahye ajai sajilo hunthio. yeuta kura ni. :p

And no I am not mistaken with the name, actually what I was trying to do was ummmmm. . . . . . . Mmm..........O.K well, YOU GOT ME THERE!!!. Hahahaha.

But, WAIT! Did you notice how Saloni and Sonali are just the two side of a same coin? Six letter, with exactly identical alphabets. :p. So no matter how one spins it, the essence remains the same. Hehehe ;). It can not just be a coincidence. Re kya hahaha :D Maile yesoo analize gareko ke. What do you say?

Now, what does that imply, you may ask? well, what else, it means, come you may, in any shape or form, you are still the one bhaneko ;). I am strictly speakin within the boundaries of this katha. I am certain my professional colleague understands it. ;)

Are you someone from mid-west, pursuing MS in your health related degree? Just asking.
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Badarni jyu, :(

Aba choto choto bhaneu, lekhnai payena jhanai. Comments chai lekhna sakchu. :p
Coz I do not need to think much to write BS. Yeuta kura ni.
I hope you would like it as it spins further.
And hey, timro sathi ko ta bihe bhayo re hoina? :p. Hehehehe.

Aiight folks, have good day/night.

In Jest,
IndisGuise:)

never thought i will type again in this thread this soon but "surprise " is what next option in life ni hoina? ...ehehehe....


well, sciently bhanye ko with murmuring voice but never informing the writer that he is being noticed and read (explaining it as if u don't know kyaaaaaaaaa...ehehe).And about passing comments to u, for ur sajhas' postings , i don't got any instantly...kasto kyaaaaa aba timi...ehehe...i love ur writing but not all bhanye ko matlabb, i love ur sensible postings (did i ring any bell in ur brain?? ehehe)

For ur curiocity about whether me belong to mid-west or not...the answer is i belong to north-west .

hyaaaaaaaa..story khoiii????? mero kann ma thukk ayo story sunnu ko laghi*wink*

Ho ho surprise is next option in life. LOL.

Kasto hifi kura ho. Bababa.

Yep yep. Thanks for making sense outta many nonsense of mine.Tyasto sciently ki silently - i know i know, was just kiddin...:p tyasto silently padddine ta. haha.

I really did not knowww. ;)Sachai ho.

Bell alik sano bajaunu parcha ni Saina, ahile yesto sajha dhilo deemag bhari bhako bela, jhanai tininininininin gardine. Dyamn!

North-west. :o. Hmmm... bhanya kata parecha khai. I wonder.

Anyways, there was this person from mid west doing MS in public health i guess. Uu bhanthaneko. Anyways, was just checking. La heroine herirako bhaye salam cha hai haha. ;).

"hyaaaaaaaa..story khoiii????? mero kann ma thukk ayo story sunnu ko laghi*wink* "

Hahahahahahha, kaan ma thukk ayo re? Hasayooo. *Wink* pani kaan le nai gareko ho ki ?;) LOL. Ek sa ek chan yaha. Kasailai nasaki ne. Hahahaha.
Aucha chadai... kaan ko pani nasukdai hola *wink*.

Take care Saina jyu!
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Khai meri herione, bepatta bhayecha feri:(. Tyo wink wink garne ko thio ni yaha pahila. Ummmmmmmmm
dyammn..

Anyways... good evenin, good night, good morning.
yestai yestai ke ho.

In jest,
IndisGuise:)

Indi, good work playa, sajha chat ma jana chodyo ki k ho/ gimme mod bhandai :P
lol, c ya around, keep up the MP with Ruina :P


Ruina jee, kasto hai tapai lai? thk honge, padi ra honge, dherai napadaie, pagal ho jaenge!

InDisGuise da, you cracked me up there :D

Ruina sis, " there was natural pride in her...." nice going :D

Saina, thanks for agreeing :p


Now waiting for the next episode of the masterpiece :D

~~saina urf nails ryt?*wink*
last time i was asking for permission ....today i am winking at u without permission ..guess thats cute now?;)
if i am wrong abt username pardon meh plz :)

good observer! *wink*:P.. saloni and sonali.hum!


~~:OMG!
reddyy yaha!:O:O red carpet lagunu paryo welcome garnu:P

padhera pagal hunchu ki hundina sure chiana but i am sure
reddy ko hindi dherai sune bhane hasera paagal hunchu:P

aaap naa restone bahut majakiye ho:Pdont ask me what majakiya is? hehe!

~~badarni sis;
meh doing as usua sis .lop ya too..study hard , looking ahead to meet u soon :D meh also missing u,afu kata kata haraune:( schedule pani kasto pack cha! ma bhayeko belama u nai hundaina. ani u bhayeko belama i have soo limited time.ani kei bolnu nia paundiana.but i'll catch ya soon.chutti is coming!*danga meh*
ani sis sis ko khusurfusur garnu parcha hehe!


~~indi
k bhanum khoo! kei bhanna pani dar lagcha.
ek adh din ta bayena ra story ko:P.
enteehaan ho gayee entazaar ki !;)
rest aba k bhanum dil ki baat juban par atee atee ruk jati hai hahaha.




~~sristu
thank u


~*ruIna*~

sristu ...awwwwwh ...i liked it Ruina Sis :D

Indisguise Da, steer the story please .....

Indi ji!
waitting for more
ya he got married poor me hah! heheh



Ruina sis
me trying hard to make it cuz missed few . Me looking ahead to meet you
next dec (nepal ma) :):) if i made it. wow your chutti comming that will be nice
i will wait till than to talk la. you take care

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She had survived the vigours of ups and downs in all these years. She had learned to live as if there was no tomorrow and learned to learn as if the life was for forever for her. She was a fighter, and a surviver. She has been to downs and She was determined to reach to the ups now.
Yet there was something in Divyaj's eyes what was disturbing her. She had tried to forget that strange yet intimate look from Divyaj.Yet they were haunting her, haunting even in her sleeps.
It has been a hard day. And she had ben dog tired of all the works she had done. She wanted to get some rest, maybe a nice dinner and some moments just with someone she can lean on. Staring blankly, She was unaware Divyaj passing by side of her cubicle.
"May I come in?" Divyaj interruptted her thoughts.
She came back to senses..."Sure! Sure!"
"Missing home??" As if He was reading her minds.
"A little." She was caught red handed.
"Happens, I miss it all the time, I miss everything!!!" Soo, She was not the only one. Or maybe He was telling this just to make her feel alright.
"What do you miss??" She tried to double check.
"Well, Mom's food, dad's scolds,fighting with brother, strolling around the street and million other small yet great things!!!" He missed them after all.
"So not been home in long time??"She was curious to find.
"Years, Maybe 6 or 7 years, I always plan I will go this year, but again...." He stopped the words...
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Continue on dudes...Have great time ahead....:D
Nirman~*(Bangkok, 17 Spetember)

Hey Red! Thanks.

To begin with I was never quit a regular. Although I did manage a streak of almost a month or so, but by the same token, I have very much restrained myself to pop in there. But who knows, you might just catch me there more often once in while. About "mod", I have been promised by king himself, once I get over my trail period, although I never really had to use, let alone abuse it. Hahahaha. That said, I would be foolish to assume King would do as promised. Hahaha

Sauteni ama ko chora jasto ta gardaina hola ni malai:p. Ma pani bhai nai hu :p
Hehehehhe.;)
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Damn Fuchuuu, I cracked you re? Where? How?
Did it hurt? I thought it was a small kapass ko hammer. Bistarai nakkali bhayo bhanera haneko ta, falam parecha:p. J/k. Your posting always brings smile to mah face. LOL. Hehehe. Ani masterpiece, well...master ajkal ekdum busy cha, tara timro lagi bhayeni lekhdaichu fuchu:p LOL. Take care. ;)

Sristi fuchu ko adesh siropaar. Steer garchu moo:p
Bhanera bhanchu bhaneko, but:

(Herana fuchu, jhan aja late, 7:30 samma kaam ma thiye, almost 8 samma basera lekhe... ghar gayera post garchu bhaneko, yaha ta mero dosti Nirman le twist de cha. LOL.) Ke mero jeevan ma pani maile yesto saki nasaki "Steer" garnu khojda timro bhauju lai aru le re-steer ta garne hoina. Sodata:D LOL. Kehi timro arti buddi deu na :p Hahahahaha.
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Ruina,
Nails re? U sure? Nails = Miss Wink? :p LOL
Mero deal pani thiyo uu sanga. Hahahaha.

"~~indi
k bhanum khoo! kei bhanna pani dar lagcha.
ek adh din ta bayena ra story ko:P. "

-----> Daar lagcha re? Diyoo feri heroine le. Yeah ek ad din bhayo...but yestai paryo. Kyarn... Soche jasto kaha hundo rahecha ta jeevan :(. Feri aju lekheko ta ho. Feri kaam lagena. LOL. Dosti le alik different twist decha. Hehehe. Talk about fiction resembling the fact. Solly fact resembling the fiction :p Hahahaha. Bhandya ni;)

"enteehaan ho gayee entazaar ki !;)
rest aba k bhanum dil ki baat juban par atee atee ruk jati hai hahaha."

Dil ko baat juba ma auda audai ruk jati hein bhaye ma bhandiu?;)

......Yeh hameee hein yekiiiiii (*hick hick*...daru khako le ke :p) hein yekiiii :p
Bewaafaaa woh nahinnnn, firr wajhaaa kya huiiiiiiiiiii, ((((Intajarki))))?
(Indi gulps a shot of poison-ivy and WONDERS) :D.

Badarni Ji.
Who got married re? LOL. I cannot only empathize with you badarni, but I can literally feel you. LOL. HAHAHAHAH. Welcome to the club ;). Mero ni afnai katha cha. LOL. But the question snarling in mah head is, "WHO IS HE?" HAHAHAHA. ;) bhana bhana.:D

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Nirman dosti le na ekdin agi na ekdin pachi - thyakai maile lekhe ra post garnu agi nai dine raicha. Hahahaha. Anyways, I hope you would have a safe flight. Shoot me an email once you reach there and have a contact no. Would buzz ya. Later mate. Take care.

IndisGuise : ).