The doorbell rang as Roohi opened it, as expected it was , Aditi , her bestie, who came to her house to finish this presentation that they were working for, Roohi wrote in her small notebook to follow her to her room. ‘You know you can just sign it to me. I do know sign language. Main sirf or sirf tumhaare Liye seekhi ho!" Aditi said. [I learnt it just for you.] “I know but I am so habituated to writing it in my small notebook because most people in my family and other people I meet don't know sign language.” Roohi signed it to Aditi . “Hmm, that explains.” Aditi said as they went upstairs to Roohi's room. Roohi's room is the least spacious room in the mansion compared to Aruhi's room which has a walking closet.
“Oh my!” Aditi said while taking out a dart from a picture of Rajveer which was there on the wall. ‘It’s been 16 years, just forget him. He is now a huge businessman.”
“How could i? He just left for Italy, without even saying anything and I HATE him for that!!” Roohi signed it to Aditi. “But you don’t know what situation he was in back then”. Aditi tried to explain it Roohi . “But still!! Couldn’t he give a single message in these 16 years!!” Roohi signed it to Aditi.
QUICK NOTE - Roohi didn’t know that Rajveer had temporary memory loss from that accident 16 years ago and that he doesn’t remember her.
“Ugh!! You know what, I have been trying to explain to you for years but if you want to be stubborn and hate him, then fine with me. ab presentation par kaam karate hain varana academic comeback Pani Mein!!" [Now let’s work on the presentation or else there is no academic comeback for us anymore!] Aditi said with slight irritation in her voice. Roohi sighed and then they both started to work on their presentation.
At Rajveer's company in italy
“Sir!!” Aditya (Rajveer's assistant/friend) came running to his room with his tablet, “there is this rumor about you and it’s spreading like a wildfire across social media and it might not be good for your reputation!!.” Aditya gave Rajveer the tablet as he caught his breath from all that running. “Ugh, some old tactics that people play” Rajveer said calmly as he took the tablet, he has seen all these rumors around from the time he has started this company. He usually wasn’t that active in social media so he had a group of people who are excellent with computers for this job who would inform him about the rumors, so he can deal with it before it gets worse.
Rajveer sighed and said coldly with no emotion in his voice “you know how to deal with this, so just do the same and if it gets worse then kill them”
Author’s note - Don’t get scared. Killing is super normal for Rajveer because remember he is also a big mafia man.
As Aditya left, Rajveer was scrolling through the social Media from where Aditya found the rumor post but then suddenly his eyes fell on a poet. A random poem caught his eyes. It said "I know myself better than anyone else yet I crumble at the words of someone who hasn't even lived a second of my life”. Each word felt like a pang of hurt as he remembered his father's emotionless decisions to just send off to Italy 16 years ago. He remembers how he was bullied at first but now look at him, a businessman that most people envy.
Rajveer scoffed and thought to himself while reading the bio of the poet's Insta - “a 19 year old girl who lives through her words” . How can a 19 year old have so much depth in her words? Well..who cares?? Not me, I got more important things to do instead of looking at some lame 19 year old’s poems.
But instead of leaving the tablet on the table and going back on his computer, Rajveer got even more attracted to the poems that the girl wrote. As he scrolled through each one of them he suddenly realised how relatable it was and how this is the only thing that has caught his eyes, cause usually he is oblivious about what's happening in social Media world.
Who is the girl who wrote those?? Would Roohi ever know about Rajveer's temporary memory loss??
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