Karan Kachroo

I still remember that day, when I got my first call from her. It was around 11o’clock when I got a call from an unknown number and when I asked “may I know who is calling” a voice came out and soothes me down, it was her on the other side “N_C” . Her voice was good, clear, and properly audible and the reason she called is a new job opportunity for me. The job profile seems good and the package that company was offering was even better than my existing one. So, after a couple of hours, I decided to attend the Interview and I mailed her to fix an appointment and I got a slot for day after tomorrow. At the day of interview, when I reached the destination as per the mentioned time, I called to put it to her note that I am at the place of Interview and after 10minutes, she came to attend me and to handover some docs to be filled-up first. When I raise my eyes to look at her, I saw those black-lined kohl eyes and for a couple of seconds I was seriously lost; lost in those beautiful and deep eyes untill she asked “How are you?” and I came back. They look so gorgeous that I couldn’t think of anything else that time; they were just so mesmerising. She told me that I have to go through 3 rounds, 2 rounds the very same day and last round with Director himself if I qualify. At the end of the day, she told me that she will call if I got qualified in both these rounds and I thank her by giving her a formal hand-shake. The moment I handshake, she gives me an ambiguous feeling that I couldn’t understand and then after a couple of days, I got her call saying that I have been selected for the final round with Director and for that I have to be there next day. So, I planned accordingly and went for my final round having fingers crossed, but that day I was not feeling feared or nervous because of the interview, I was a bit excited because in my mind it was those kohl eyes that I wanted to meet there first. So, finally I had my final rounds and I got selected and was wished by the directors and in the end I met her again where she explained my role and responsibilities and I thank her again with a formal hand-shake. It felt different again this time. .

Finally the day comes and I start working at my new office. Everything went well and normal as usual, except her. She used to sit in my 8o’clock. From her cubicle it is easy to look at mine but when I had to see her, I had to turn my whole body full around. So, I usually turn on my seat while talking to someone only to have a glimpse of her. She always looks like a doll, white with black kohl eyes. And one more funny thing that I did, I used to drink a lot of water and let others to drink from my bottle too so that the bottle gets empty as soon as possible and I could get a chance to refill it again from cafeteria so that on my back from cafeteria I could see her again. In our floor, there is one big printer-cum-scanner of Canon near cafeteria and that is the only one thing that I want to thank to because it is the printer only due to which I was able to see her atleast 10 times a day because as she was in HR, she used to take prints for new interviewee or some other documents and for that she has to go to that printer and by that means I always got a chance to see her. In front of my cubicle is the glass-walled meeting room where internal meetings took place and that is the second thing that I want to thank. Sometimes she has to join those meetings and only because of the glass wall, I could see her; writing on her pad; sometimes staring at me; putting-up her point in a group of 8-10 persons, she always looks cute. You must be thinking that why I am not saying about my work there or about anyone else. It is because I was a busy guy there, I only focus on my work and my work was to see her, to find different ways to talk to her or to get her glimpse for once. One day I thought of proposing her, (I already told her that I will propose post Lunch). I went for Lunch early that day and even I came back early, she usually used to eat in her cubicle. But whenever I try to approach her, someone comes in my way and so frequently that for once she just broke into a big smile and that gives me an immense pleasure even more than proposing to her. The only thing that I could remember after my day-off is her smile and her kohl eyes and at 7o’clock, asking her on message “Hey! U reached home?” even I know that she used to go with her father in car. One day she was walking on the street and a guy was coming from opposite side and he continuously stares at her. I felt so anger that I thought of slapping that guy but then I controlled my emotions, albeit I gave that guy a shoulder bump. I only know that - I love her from my mind and heart and I do care for her and nothing else I want to know, I want her to be same as she looked on the very first day when I met her.

Bas itna sa hi hai.