Chapter 5: Misunderstandings

 

"Ok, bye" Khushi said

"Goodnight," Arnav replied as he drive away and Khushi entered her house.

*Next day*

"KHUSHI!! wake up! It's already noon and you're still sleeping!" Garima yelled out to her daughter

Khushi murmured in her sleep, " Mom, just five more minutes. It's not like I have to do anything today."

"What d o you mean you don't have anything to do today? Did you forget that you have an interview today?!" Garima replied back.

Interview?! SHITT! Khushi thought. She had totally forgotten about that due to arriving home late after the engagement party. She quickly got out of bed and made her way into the bathroom. After taking a shower, Khushi stood in front of her closet deciding on what to wear. She was rejecting dress after dress, suit after suit. She would have to look Todd today, after all this was her first interview with a big company. Khushi had just arrived home two days ago, after completing her internship at a fashion institute in Chandigarh; while she was there, she had gotten referred to a Fashion House here in Mumbai and today was her interview.

Finally, Khushi settled for a white colored suit, with a beige blouse. Then she put her hair in a French twist, applied some makeup and put on her white heels. She glanced at herself in the mirror and was happy with her appearance. she found her design portfolio and made her way downstairs to the kitchen. When she arrived their she noticed that everyone was eating aloo de parathay.

Why did everyone in her family have to be so torturous?! Here she was dressed in clean white clothes, and her family was eating aloo de parathay covered in makhan! Khushi felt her mouth watering just by the site of the food, but NO! She could not eat them or else she'd ruin her suit, which wouldn't look professional for the interview.

"Arre, Khushi come have a seat and join us," her dad said

"No Dad, I'm actually getting late and have to leave," Khushi quickly replied before she could think again and consider the offer. Khushi went over to the counter, grabbed her car keys and made her way to the car. It was a black camry that was a hand-me-down from her father. Although it was pretty old, she wouldn't complain because she didn't have to ask anyone to get her to places anymore. Khushi opened her portfolio, looked at the address of the fashion house, typed it into her GPS and drove out of the driveway. She loved this city, it was so beautiful. The people were nice, there were so many things to do here, a lot of places could be visited and she loved the natural surroundings. After 15 minutes, Khushi arrived at the fashion house.

Khushi stepped out of her car and was making way towards the entrance of the office, just then a car went by, causing for all of the muddy water on the ground to splatter on her white business suit. "AHHH!" Khushi said as she paused in her position, mouth open wide and eyes as big as saucers. She looked up at the car and noticed that it pulled up into the parking lot, she would have a word with the driver later, but now she had an interview to attend.

As Khushi mad her way into the building, she kept on getting disgusted looks from people. If only had enough time to go back home and change, she would, but then she'd be late for her interview. Khushi made her way towards the receptionist.

Khush started off "Excuse me...Miss Ka----"

"Sorry, we don't allow homeless people to come here," the receptionist replied looking at the lady in from of her ho was covered in muddy water top to bottom.

"EXCUSE ME! Who the heck do you think you are calling me homeless?! This is all the fault of the driver who drove infront of me ok! I have an interview today at 2 with the boss here," Khushi replied in an anger filled tone

The receptionist was taken aback by her sudden outburst. She quickly checked the schedule, there were two interviews set for 2, one for a personal secretary and the other for a fashion designer who was suppose to get a job here. Well, the girl infront of her definitely didn't look like a fashion designer, so she must be here for the job of a personal secretary, Sonia (the receptionist) told herself.

"Please have a seat and we'll tell you when it's your turn," Sonia told Khushi. Khushi went over to the lobby and took a seat.

Sonia phoned her boss who picked it up right away, "Sir"

"Yea..." he replied

"The fashion designer hasn't arrived for the interview yet, but the one who is looking for the job of the secretary has arrived, should I send her up?" Sonia said

"Yes, send her up please. And if the fashion designer arrives, tell her that her interview has been cancelled; I don't like people who don't show up on time," he replied then hung up the phone.

Sonia went up to Khushi and said, "Sir is ready to see you, please go up the stairs and his office is up their." Khushi got up with her portfolio in her hand and made her way up the stairs. She arrived at the boss's door and knocked "May I come in sir?"

"Yes, please come in and have a seat" the guy replied, he was sitting on his chair with his back towards the door. Khushi could've sworn that she had heard his voice before, but couldn't remember where. Khushi entered the room and took a seat.

"In order to qualify for this job, you will have to travel with me, be it outside of this city or country," the guy said

"Yes sir" Khushi replied knowing well that fashion designers spent a lot of time traveling.

"You will also have to stay at work as long as I'm here," he said

"Yes sir," Khushi said

"You will need to be aware of my dislikes, likes, medications, and what I eat," the guy said. WHAT?! Khushi thought. How does any of that have to relate to fashion design. Maybe he had a misunderstanding and she said, "But sir I'm her--" only to be cut off by him "I don't like people interrupting me! So just tell me are willing to be my personal secretary or not?"

PERSONAL SECRETARY?! Khushi thought, she was here for an interview of a fashion designer not secretary. She abruptly stood up and was about to explain herself, "Sir, I think you have misunderstanding, I'm actually--" just then the boss turned his chair around and Khushi's eyes went wide realizing who it was.

"YOU?!" Arnav and Khushi exclaimed at the same time.

"What are you doing here?!" Khushi asked

"Well, I am the boss of AR fashion design, so I'm doing my job. The better question is what are you doing here,in my office?" Arnav replied back still surprised seeing Khushi here

"Woh actually, I'm here for the interview of a fashion designer, but you misunderstood me to be here looking for the job of a secretary," Khushi replied

WHAT THE?! Arnav thought. She was a fashion designer?! And was interviewing her for the position of a secretary? Sonia was definitely in big trouble now!

"Look, I'm really sorry, it's all the receptionist's fault because she told me that you are here for the position of a secretary. But I'll continue with the interview for your spot as a fashion designer" Arnav replied while motioning Khushi to sit back down.

"Ok, here is my portfolio and tell me what you think of it," Khushi said handing it to him. Arnav looked through it and was very pleased with her designs, her sketches were very detailed.

"Ms Khushi, you will get the job of fashion designer here at AR, only under one condition," Arnav said

"What's the condition?" Khushi asked hesitantly.

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