Chapter 15 - Hey Kid!
Shivaay was sitting in the living room of his 1RK with a pen in hand and a notepad on his lap, he was smiling fondly at his youngest brother.
"...Aur balloons, aur bourbon biscuits, aur cold drinks, chips, aur bhaiya aap na please khaane mein apke haath ki Veg biryani banana woh bhi Paneer daalke." ("...And balloons, and bourbon biscuit, and cold drinks, chips, and bhaiya please cook Veg biryani for me with paneer.") Rudy ranted with dreamy eyes and utter excitement.
Om rolled his eyes and face-palmed himself. "Slow down." He said. "Aisa lag raha apna last birthday mana raha hai, jara toh chill kar, kitna bolega aur kitne demands karega ?" ("You're acting like you're celebrating your last birthday, how much will you speak and how much more you'll demand ?")
Shivaay nudged Om. "Aise nahi bolte Om. Baccha hai woh, ab zidd nahi karega toh kya budhape mein karega ?" ("Don't say like that, Om. He's a kid, he has the right to demand and if he won't demand for something now then when will he ? In his old age ?")
"Bhaiya ! Mein budha nahi hounga." ("Bhaiya ! I won't get old.") Rudy pouted. "I'm the Rudra Singh Oberoi, I'll always remain smart, handsome and hot Rudy."
Om and Shivaay laughed at their overdramatic brother.
Rudy's 10th birthday was approaching and he wanted to host a small party for all his friends from the area.
"Accha okay, woh sab chodo aur mujhe batao ki tumhe gift mein kya chahiye ?" ("Okay, leave it aside and tell me what do you want as a gift ?") Shivaay asked Rudra.
"Bhaiya, apko woh electric motor car yaad hai ? Jo battery se chalti hai aur jisme baith ke hum ghum sakta hai ?" ("Bhaiya, do you remember that electric motor car ? Which is battery operated and in which I can sit and drive ?") Rudy asked.
Shivaay recalled that and nodded.
"Mujhe woh car chahiye." ("I want that car.") Rudy answered.
"What ?" Om asked but he immediately shut his mouth when he saw Rudy's happy and hopeful face.
Shivaay couldn't find words to say anything so he just gave a brief nod.
"Thank you bhaiya ! Thank you ! You're the best ! Yay !" Rudy cheered and hugged Shivaay tightly.
Rudy was about to run off to tell this news to his friends when Om stopped him.
"Kaha jaa rahe ho ? Tumne toh bataya hi nahi ki cake konse flavour ka chahiye." ("Where are you going ? You never told us what flavoured cake you want.") Om said.
"Chocolate aur strawberry mein se aap ek choose karlo. Mein jaa raha hu, bye." ("Chocolate or strawberry, you choose. I'm going, bye.") Rudy quickly replied and dashed out of the house.
Om sighed and looked at Shivaay. Shivaay was engulfed in deep thoughts.
"Kya jarurat thi usey woh gadi gift karta hu bolne ki ?" ("Why did you say that you'll gift him that car ?") Om said. "Apko pata hai na ki woh gadi dus hazar ki hai ?" ("You know that car is worth 10 thousand rupees right ?")
Shivaay sighed.
"Pata hai mujhe." ("I know.") He replied in low voice.
"Toh fir ? Ab kya karenge hum...Ab toh woh gadi liye bina manega nahi." ("Then ? What will we do now...Now he won't listen to anything until he gets the car.") Om said with a hint of irritation in his voice.
"Om don't worry. Mein hu na." ("Om don't worry. I'll manage.") Shivaay assured while masking his own uncertainty. "Woh sab chhod mujhe yeh bata ki tera YouTube channel kaisa chal raha hai ?" ("Leave it all, tell me how's your YouTube channel doing ?")
Om gave out a small smile. "Abhi tak meine sirf channel open kiya hai, meine abhi video nahi dali." ("I've just created a channel, I've not posted any video yet.") He answered. "Rudy ke liye mein ek painting bana raha hu, uska video bana ke dalne wala hu mein." ("I'm making a painting for Rudy, I'll be posting a video of it.")
"Nice." Shivaay smiled and ruffled Om's hairs. "Aur haan, Gauri ko batana mat bhulna ki tune channel open kiya hai, akhir usine tujhe yeh idea diya hai." ("And yes, don't forget to inform about your channel to Gauri, after all it was her idea.")
Om nodded. "Agli baar milunga tab usey bata dunga." ("Yes, I'll tell her when I'll meet her the next time.")
"Accha, tune list karli na sab cheezo ki ? Kuch bhi bhul gaye toh Rudy pura ghar sar pe utha lega." ("Ok, did you make a list of everything ? We'll have to face Rudy's tantrums if we forget to bring even a single thing.") Shivaay chuckled.
"Haan, kar li." ("Yes, I did it.") Om smiled.
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After a week...
"Yeh lo bhai, aapka wallet, hanky aur pen." ("Here's your wallet, hanky and pen.") Om said hastily as he handed over the things to Shivaay.
"Haan, do." ("Give it to me.") Shivaay took all the stuff from Om's hand. "Thanks, Om."
Shivaay quickly kissed OmRu's foreheads and mumbled some instructions for them to follow, before leaving the house to reach the office.
"Shoot Shivaay !" Shivaay cursed himself as he hurriedly walked into his office building.
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Aryan dropped himself in his seat and sighed.
He had reached the office late. Again. This was the 22nd time this month, that means he wasn't on time for his office for an almost entire month !
"Ok Arry, cool down." Aryan muttered to himself and wiped his face with his hands.
He picked up the phone receiver and dialed a call to someone.
"Good morning." He said into the phone. "Just remember, if someone asks, I had reached office in time, understood ?"
After getting a satisfying answer, Aryan mumbled a quick 'good' and re-placed the receiver on the landline.
A knock sounded on the door, after a while.
"Come in." Aryan muttered as he kept doing his work on his laptop.
"Sir, your PA is here." A girl informed.
"PA ?" Aryan looked at the girl quizzically. "I don't have a PA."
"Sir, Rubina mam has hired him as your PA." The girl answered.
Aryan sighed inaudibly. "Ok, send him in."
The girl left.
Aryan's straight face distorted into an irritated one.
How dare she ?
How dare that Rubina hired as assistant for him, without him knowing ?
He was the Aryan Murthy ! He was the boss !
That Rubina always roamed around in the office like she owned the place.
God knows what his father saw in her and made her the Senior Manager. She also worked as Surya's PA.
Aryan's train of thoughts were interrupted by soft knocks on the door.
"Come in." Aryan yelled without caring to mask his annoyance.
A boy nearly 16 to 17 years old walked inside.
"Kid, what do you want ?" Aryan asked as he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Kid ?" The boy distorted his face. "Pardon me, I'm your personal assistant." The boy replied with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"You ?" Aryan burst out into laughter. "Beta Ghar jao, tumhare mumma Papa tumhe dhund rahe honge."
"What the hell ?" The boy muttered under his breath but then composed himself. "Sir, I'm Shivaay Singh Oberoi, your new PA."
Aryan studied Shivaay's face for a moment before dialing a call to someone. "Hello....What's the name of my PA ?.....Shivaay Oberoi ?"
Aryan looked at Shivaay, who was smirking at Aryan.
Aryan hung up the call and turned to Shivaay again. "So you are my new personal assistant ?"
"Without a doubt." Shivaay replied smugly.
Aryan's nerves tingled with anger.
Was this kid showing the Aryan Murthy an attitude ?
Aryan looked angry and for some reason that kid, Shivaay, didn't look scared at all.
Shivaay was not an arrogant jerk but today he felt like acting so.
Shivaay knew that arrogant people are of two types...
1. The arrogant people who hates another arrogant people.
2. The arrogant people who loves arrogant people.
And Shivaay's gut feeling told him that Aryan was 2nd type of arrogant jerk. So if Shivaay shows arrogance then Aryan may befriend him.
"What was your call time ?" Aryan asked angrily.
"10 am, sir." Shivaay replied.
"And what's the time right now ?" Aryan asked rhetorically.
"11:45 am sir." Shivaay answered yet again.
"Care to explain the reason behind your late arrival ?" Aryan asked sarcastically.
"To be honest, I don't care but since you deserve an answer....I am late cause I live far from here and I've a few responsibilities to look after, but I won't be late again." Shivaay replied sassily.
Did he just sassed Aryan ?
Aryan stood up in rage. "Don't you have basic manners, kid ? How dare you talk to me like that !" He took a few deep breaths and calmed himself down. "Look, we've some rules here. The 1st one being, you should always be punctual."
"But I heard, you never come on time." Shivaay muttered under his breath but it was still audible.
"What did you say ?" Aryan asked with a stern face.
"Nothing, sir." Shivaay replied. "I'll remember the rule and will try to follow it."
Aryan nodded and sat back down. "Since it's your 1st day, I'll give you some time to settle down."
Shivaay nodded and looked around the office.
"For now, you can sit on the couch and work. I'll ask someone to get you a desk, tommorow." Aryan carried on talking while doing his work on his laptop.
"It's wrong."
Aryan jumped out of his skin due to the sudden noise beside him.
He looked beside him and saw that Shivaay was leaning over his shoulder and reading the file on which Aryan was working.
"W-What ?" Aryan asked as he leaned away from Shivaay.
"It's wrong. The records do not match with the journal." Shivaay replied while still staring at the laptop screen.
"Kid, I've made these reports myself." Aryan said with a hint of irritation in his voice.
"So ? You're a human, you're allowed to make mistakes." Shivaay said.
"I'm not wrong." Aryan said with attitude.
"Prove it." Shivaay showed equal attitude.
Both of them started working on that file again. It took them 3 hours but it was proved that Shivaay was right after all.
Aryan had presented the report wrongly and that would've caused them a huge loss if it wouldn't have been corrected in time.
"Thanks." Aryan muttered to Shivaay.
"It's my job sir, I'm bound to help you." Shivaay said with a polite smile for the first time.
Aryan smiled back.
"I like your attitude. You're not that bad in your work either." Aryan found himself saying.
"Thank you. I like your attitude too." Shivaay replied and both of them shared a laugh.
"Just don't call me kid." Shivaay added once the laughter had died down.
"I'm your boss I'll call you whatever I want." Aryan replied with a poker face. "Enough of fooling around, now get back to work."
Shivaay frowned but nodded nonetheless.
Like that six days passed. Shivaay and Aryan kept bantering with each other but laughed together at the end of the day.
Sometimes, it doesn't take infinity to find a good friend. Sometimes, just a moment of laughter is enough to know who your good friend is.
Shivaay and Aryan had becomes friends but it was unspoken. They both treated each other as friends but never said it out loud.
Aryan's nickname for Shivaay was kid and no matter how much Shivaay battled with that nickname, he couldn't make Aryan drop it.
The more Shivaay tried to protest against that nickname, the more Aryan teased him with it.
In those six days, Shivaay learned a lot about Aryan. Aryan was a reserved person but once he gets familiar with the people he tends to speak a lot.
It took 3 days for Aryan to warm up to Shivaay.
Shivaay got to know that Aryan was a good guy. He
"Kid, Good morning !" Aryan grinned as he entered his own cabin.
"Morning, Sir." Shivaay replied with his eyes still glued to his laptop from his desk, which was placed just beside Aryan's in the cabin.
"Offo ! Subah subah kitna kaam karoge yar." ("Offo ! How much will you work in the pretty morning.") Aryan frowned at Shivaay. "Chalo aao, breakfast karte hai." ("C'mon, let's have breakfast.")
Aryan placed the bag of food on the coffee table and dropped himself on the couch.
"You're late, again." Shivaay deadpanned and looked at Aryan sternly. "Tum kabhi time pe kyu nahi aate ?" ("Why don't you come on time ?")
"Oye hello, boss mein hu !" ("Oye hello, I'm the boss here !") Aryan narrowed his eyes at Shivaay.
"Aur boss ka sara kaam mein karta hu." ("And I do everything which a boss should do.") Shivaay replied.
"Sirf aadha." ("Just half work.") Aryan retorted. "Aao ab, breakfast karte hai." ("C'mon now, let's eat the breakfast.")
Shivaay sighed and joined Aryan.
"So, sir. Mr Kashyap ki file meine check kar li hai aur reports bhi ready kar diye hai. Balance sheet etc. sab ready hai." ("So, sir, I've checked Mr Kashyap's file and I've also prepared reports. Balance sheet and everything is also ready.") Shivaay informed as he shoved the sandwich in his mouth.
"Hmm...Good." Aryan replied a minimal amount of interest.
Shivaay kept on talking about work until he was interrupted by Aryan.
"Shivaay, can I trust you ?" Aryan asked in a serious tone out of blue.
Shivaay stared at Aryan. It was the first time Aryan had called him by his name and it was the first time he had looked so serious as well.
Shivaay nodded. "Absolutely."
Aryan sighed softly and hesitantly added, "Hume much records manipulate karne hai." ("We've to manipulate some records.")
"What ?" Shivaay almost yelled. "Kya Surya sir ki permission hai iss baat ke liye ?" ("Has Surya sir given his consent to do such a thing ?")
"Tum pagal ho kya ?! Papa kabhi aisi baat ke liye permission denge ?" ("Are you mad ?! Will dad ever give us the permission to do such a thing ?") Aryan asked back.
"This is fraud !" Shivaay said sternly.
"This is business." Aryan said almost quickly. "Dekho kid, Mr Bhalla ko iss saal profit hua hai lekin woh chahte hai ki hum reports mein yeh dikhaye ki unka loss hai, so that unke profit pe lagne wala tax bach jaye." ("Look kid, Mr Bhalla has made profit this year but he wants us to show that he has made a loss, in the reports, so that his taxes on the profit will be saved.")
"Are you out of your mind, Arry ?" Shivaay stood up. "Agar hum pakde gaye toh tumhara CA ka licence cancel bhi ho sakta hai." ("If we get caught then your CA's licence may also get cancelled.")
"Mera licence cancel hoga na, tumhara toh nahi." ("My license will get cancelled, not yours.") Aryan stood up too. "Aur waise bhi I'm the boss, tumhe woh sab karna hi hoga jo mein bol raha hu, so get back to work." ("Anyways, I'm the boss, you'll have to do anything I ask you to, so get back to work.")
Aryan looked angry but Shivaay didn't care. Aryan was wrong and this situation was serious.
It was Shivaay's job to keep Aryan away from troubles and he was going to do it.
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Hey bubblies !
I know this ain't any remarkable chapter but please bear with me.
I don't have much to say today so, I'll make a move now. Byeeee..
Till the next update,
Have a safe and great life 😇
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