TPR2 chap 7- Puzzles!
Morninggggggggggggg Sunday sundae is here again! OMG! Why so fast I ask? Anyhow this week was all a muddle too many things going on, but these two are having all sorts of trouble too ;)) Kuch naya problem start hai and kuch existing problems are made worse ;)) I hope u enjoy reading and please do comment love to read them!
Adi and Pinky watched Maan pace the conference room akin to a caged Tiger.
“They wanted the meeting! Where are they?” Staring at his watch his face clouded over with anger. “One whole hour! Wasted!” His mind was not here at all since he had opened his post half an hour ago and pictures of Geet had spilled out all over his table.
Geet getting out of her car, Geet walking into a building, Geet smiling, Geet holding hands with Babli and Chotu, smiling. There was no note, nothing. He frowned again, maybe he hadn’t checked the envelope properly there must be something…a note, a demand, otherwise why would anyone just send him pictures of his Geet for no reason.
“Errr M..Maan sir th..they may not have realised about the Delhi traffic.”
“Haven’t they got that Khan with them?” He growled out his frustration. “He is supposed to be the one handling the Indian side, he should know about such things!”
“Huhhhuhhhhhh…” Adi laughed nervously, just as the Geet walked in, looking around the room she heaved a sigh of relief.
“So sorry! Ashokji took so long to look at the plans! And then he wouldn’t stop talking.”
“Geet! I don’t want to know! And you don’t need to be here! Go home, this is a preliminary meeting only.” Maan paced again. “And If they are not here in five minutes the meeting is suspended. I haven’t got all day to hang around here waiting.”
“But I want to be here!” Geet said laying her things down on the table.
“Fine!” He muttered, better she was here where he could keep an eye on her he thought glancing at his watch again, he wanted to go back to his office and go through all the pictures and enevelope with a fine tooth comb.
So this is Khurana Construction’s offices, Vikky stared at the modern open plan space. Workers were busy beavering away, the whole atmosphere was of quiet efficiency. They were extra late, since Dan had made him stop at no less than two places to have a ‘bite’ to eat. Dan waddled in behind him, wiping the sweat of his brow, and stared at the office in surprise.
Malti in reception came forward to greet them, asking them to wait a moment, she rang down to the conference room to alert Maan sir.
“About time.” Maan muttered, striding out to meet them. Adi and Pinky followed, Geet placed her files and papers and rushed to join them.
Dan stood looking around. His eyes taking in the modern, smart look, he started into all the offices as they walked past, taking it all in. Looked like KC was thriving, oh yes he wanted a piece of this action, very much so! Once he was in in….he could almost feel the money flowing through his hands.
“Maan..” Vikky started earning a glare from him! “..err Mr Khurana pleased to meet you. So sorry we are late, didn’t realise about the traffic.” He reached out first to shake Maans hand.
Staring at Vikky Maan said , “don’t you live in Noida?”
Surprised Vikky looked at Maan, “I see you don’t let the grass grow under your feet!”
“You would do well to remember that Mr Khan.” Maan said smiling at the man, his smile quite not reaching his eyes.
Vikky nodded his understanding, “Err this of-course is Dan Emmerson, VP off Emmerson International.” He said indicating the unmissable large Dan in a white suit.
Shaking hands with him Maan’s brow creased at the specks food on his white waistcoat. “Mr Emmerson welcome to Khurana construction please follow me to our conference room, we will be more comfortable there.”
Pinky elbowed Geet, “this Dan looks like he has been on a restaurant crawl for breakfast!”
“Shhhhhhh!” Geet whispered, but had to smile Pinky was so right.
“This must be your wife Geet? Vikky stared at her, his contacts were right she was indeed a beauty. His hand reached out to shake her hand. His eyes lingered on her too long and he noticed Maan Singh Khurana scowl fiercely at him.
“Mrs Khyurana!” Dan suddenly boomed, he practically slammed Vikky out the way to take Geet’s offered hand and placed a thoroughly wet kiss on the back of her hand in dramatic fashion.
“We Texan men know how to treat a lady….I hear you Indian men are quite behind on that front!” he laughed loudly at his own joke.
Shocked at Dan’s idiotic remark, Geet risked a quick glance at Maan, his eyes were sparking but he pursed his lips and didn’t utter a word. She wondered what was troubling him.
“Err Mrs Khurana this is for you.” Cutting into the awkwardness, Vikky lifted a large hamper he had brought with him and offered it to Geet. “Please accept this gift from Mr Emmerson.”
“Thank you, but I am afraid we cant accept.” Geet smiled at Dan and Vikky resisting the urge to pull out a tissue to wipe her wet hand.
“Mr Khurana but this especially for you both!” Vikky urged offering it to Maan.
Maan dismissed the hamper with a cursory glance and then at Dan’s and Vikky’s face. “Thank you so much but Khurana construction’s policy is not to accept gifts from clients.”
“Mr Khyurana……take it, its all imported ya know.” Dan urged, “you wont get all these luxuries here in your India.”
“Thank you, I don’t mean to sound brusque but its a strict policy, we do not take gifts from clients.” His tone was firm, without a glance at the hamper he started walking to the conference room, Dan raised his eyebrows at Vikky who shrugged his shoulders.
Vikky sucked in a deep breath, golden goose or not it was going to be difficult to work with Dan, he was a complete idiot. That was twice Dan had bad mouthed India and its men, what did he expect?
After several attempts at trying to fit into various chairs and finally changing Dan’s chair for one with no arms, they all settled themselves around conference table.
“So Mr Emmerson you wanted to call this meeting, what can KC do for you? Are you looking to build here in India?” Maan came straight to the point.
Geet stared at him, why was he in such a hurry? It was not like him to rush his meetings.
“Well Khyurana..I see ya all have come straight to the point, So I wil get to the point too. We would like to offer you the chance with working alongside Emmerson international. We have a turnover of 30million US dollars. We are looking to invest in India and we can work together on your new projects. We would of-course be the lead, after all we are much bigger than your KC. Working with us will teach your company a great deal about working with international companies. I don’t think its an opportunity you will want to miss.”
Maan stared at him, did he realise how condescending he sounded? He really couldn’t be bothered with this all, he had more important issues to deal with.
“We have no need of a partner, we manage all our projects very well. And just for your information KC has already worked with several companies abroad with great success, in-fact since my grandmothers time, its nothing new for us. Of-course we are always interested in opening new opportunities but only if it is worthwhile for us.”
Maan stared at him, did he just call him BOY? His eyes narrowed on Dan. All around the table every ones mouth dropped open in shock including Geet.
“Err its just a term of expression in Texas that’s where Mr Emmerson comes from.” Offered Vikky very quickly as he saw their reaction.
“Ya all…well boy, if you work with us your company really will go places. I think that bigger office we passed will do me just fine, I am not going to fit into any other.”
Was he just fitting himself into his office? Maan stood up, his temper just about on hold at the man’s arrogance. “Mr Emmerson thank you for your kind offer but we have no need of a partner. KC does fine working on its own. Now, if there is nothing else, I have a ton of work to do.”
“But listen boy, you will be a fool if you turned down my offer, when are you going to get such a opportunity?”
Keeping his temper under tight control Maan placed his hands on the table and replied with a firmer tone , “and I thank you for considering KC as worthy of your interest, but at this point in time we are not looking at partnering with anyone. If you would like to use over services we will be happy to look at your projects and give you a competitive quote. Of-course when it comes to innovative construction and value for money we are second to none.”
“WHAT!” Dan practically shouted. “I am offering you a chance to work with a American company and you turning me down boy?” Shock made his pink chins wobble.
“Yes.” Maans eyes blazed with anger, his tone was still deadly calm.
“You have no idea who you have turned down! I will make you sorry boy!”
“Mr Emmerson I think we have concluded our business here, Adi please see them out!” Maan said picking up his papers, he REALLY didnt have time for this!
Vikky grinned, he had to hand it to Maan Singh Khurana he wasn’t swayed by gifts nor was he impressed by Dan’s big talk. Hastily he jumped up from his chair as he saw Dan was turning from pink to purple in a fit of anger as Adi politely showed him the door.
“I will ruin your company into the ground make sure you don’t win any contracts.” Dan shouted.
“Mr Emmerson, please remember you are in my office, threatening me is not a good idea.” he said as politely as he could manage.
“You are going to be sorry boy! You just see!” Dan shouted as he walked out huffing and puffing.
Vikky apologised instantly…”Err I am sorry Mr Khurana, I am sure Dan doesn’t mean it the way it sounded.” but that sounded quite lame even to his own ears. “It was nice meeting you Mr Khurana, Mrs khurana, I hope we can at some point work together even if its not with Dan.” he said smiling at Geet with extra charm.
“Vikky, boy get here! Dan growled from the exit.
He smiled an apology at them all and followed the still bristling Dan out of the premises.
“Well boy! That was a waste of my time! How did you ever pick such a company? ”
“Err…”Vikky stared at Dan…what a turncoat, hadn’t he said he wanted to meet with KC especially!
But he smiled and said, “I do apologise Dan, lets go and see the other contender on our list, but first you must be hungry I know just the place we could go for a bite.”
“Well what are you waiting for? Take me there this instant!” With that Dan squeezed himself into the jeep with some effort.
“What a waste of time!” Growled Maan as he strode into his office followed by Geet. The impertinence of the man!
Geet grinned, “but that Vikky Khan was quite nice.”
Cocking his head to the side Maan glared at her, “yes I saw him fawning all over you and how long was he holding your hand for? Were you planning to let him take it away with him?”
“Huh? He did not ‘fawn’ all over me!”
“Sure he did!”
“Nothing of the sort,” Geet snorted at his ridiculous statement, “I am going to a meeting. I will see you later! Lets hope you are in a better temper by then.”
“There is nothing wrong with my temper, its you who cant see what’s going on in front of your face. First you let that Dan slobber over your hand and then you were over friendly with Vikky! Where are you going Geet? Make sure you take the car don’t take a taxi…in-fact take Gulshan my driver!”
“What! Uff Maan what has got into you? I am going, there is no reasoning with you when you are like this and a taxi is fine, you keep your car and your driver, I can manage very well without them!”
He watched her go with a grim scowl. Why was he shouting at her? He didn’t mean to, but those pictures had thrown him…and then that idiot Dan and Vikky! Closing the door behind her he pulled out his mobile and dialled Gulshan.
“Geet is coming out of the building any moment now, drive up to her and tell her I told you to take her. And make sure you take her where she needs to go, stay with her until you drop her home.”
Gulshan stared at the phone, his brow creased, but he dare not question Maan sir.
“Errr, ok sir?”
“Now!” Maan stressed, “before she catches a taxi, and text me so that I know she is with you!”
“Yes sir,” He ran to the car and drove out of the car park at breakneck speed so he could catch Geet just as she came out of the KC building and stood on the kerb about to wave a taxi down.
Pulling open his drawer Maan pulled out the photos, rifling through them his breath caught as realised that it was taken just the other day whilst they had been having ice-cream. Whilst the children had been busy enjoying their large sundaes, he had been so caught up in her eyes as she ate her chocolate flavour. He had eaten from her sundae dish just licking the spoon that had just been in her mouth.
So busy he had been tasting her, he had not been aware of anything else, especially not anyone taking pictures of his Geet as she looked at him with such love in her eyes. His eyes blazed with anger at the invasion of their privacy, then a moment later he sat down with a thump in his executive chair. The person who had taken these had to have been quite close….why…and what did they want was the question foremost in his mind.