Story of Sathya

Boss and his Secret Muse!!

Disclaimer- This is a work of fiction and all characters in this post are fictitioius.
Story of Sathya
 The other night I had a terrible fight with a cantankerous person who was the sole owner of my work life. Sometimes I felt I was married to him at work.’Reddy’ is what all call him. He was my boss. I worked in a so called Marketing company. Everyone knows that marketing people are highly creative. They get paid for their creativity and everyday they are expected to come with something new. I could rather say that I worked like a puppy and was paid like a slug by Mr.Reddy. I always used to get vexed by his gestures which would often irk me.I was chasing my dream, but after working with a green faced monster like Reddy for 5 years, I realized that I was at a wrong place.

During my tenure at Reddy Marketing, I was not lauded by my boss not even a single time  nor I was provided a good hike.It was always disappointing to work more and recieve less.I wanted to find his weakness.I tried to take the shortcut to success. I researched and found out Reddy’s secret muse. She was Mr.Reddy’s girlfriend.I was mesmerized when I saw her for the first time at our office.Her eyes full and dark,sparkled and was scintillating with the blue lens that she wore.The mascara clad eyes beneath her coal black brow had taken me aback. To be honest I had never seen an attractive girl  like her before in my life.I have seen girls like her on Fashion TV.I always wanted to make a girlfriend like her but sadly I never had any girlfriend.She was taciturn when it came to talking to random strangers. I knew she  had a thing for my boss who was a big victim of mid life crisis.I sometimes failed to understand what did Reddy do to befriend the beauty.They mostly resembled the beauty and the beast.Its not amazing to know that Reddy had a beautiful wife and a wonderful 7 yr old kid. Weekends in Hyderabad are quite boring especially when you don’t have a girlfriend. The only thing which you could do is to check out the lavish malls.Its now or never. I planned to weave an imaginary story out of Reddy and his secret muse.

It was a fine Saturday evening  and as usual I was visitor to one of the mall in hyderabad. I saw a man from behind who got into a verbal fight with the Salesman.The guys temper seemed to have flared like a sky rocket.I observed the girl who was accompanying him. I was surprised to see my boss and his secret muse at that place. I went near them and greeted them. The girl seemed to have been  impressed by me. She smiled at me which got my boss furious.He tried to shoo me out but I stood firm.
I looked aside and saw a fat lady with a cute girl heading towards us. ‘Omg Sharmila,’ My boss hid behind his girlfriend.

An idea flashed on my criminal mind.I looked at the fat lady and grinned at my boss.My boss asked me to help him.I realized that this was the best opportunity to get the most out of him.I asked him to promise me a heavy increment,an onsite opportunity and  good bonus.At first he hesitated,but later on succumbed to pressure and accepted my demands.I suggested both of them to go the KFC outlet.We took  the corner table and heaved a sigh of relief.My boss’s girlfriend was devoid of things happening around her nor she was interested in knowing everything. We spoke for a while. My boss’s eyes scanned entire KFC and he couldn’t find.A cute little girl came next to my boss and started screaming. ‘Daddy..Appa…how come you here…’  . 

This attracted Mrs.Reddy and within the next 2 minutes both of them were seated next to us. Now we all were looking at each others face. My boss’s face turned pale.There was complete silence for a moment.My boss helplessly looked at me. He urged me to do something and I could read  his eyes.We saw a couple sitting at the nearby table.They both were quarreling. From their discussion I learned that there was something to do with infidelity. The guy had probably broken the trust of his wife by dating another woman just like my boss.I could not stop giggling after relating the situations.There was a sudden whim to go to their table and sort out the problem. I soon left for their table.

‘You know what Didi…life is all about trusting and realizing the worth of your partner.He may not be sincere or loyal to you…but somewhere through his eyes I can read his mind that he still loves you and his love for you is true.There are bad times in life and sometimes we tend to do something beyond our reach like Jiju did.I am not an oracle,advice maven or a wise man to preach philosophy.But I dont want to see you and Jiju going separate.You two look like a great couple and I know that during the journey of life he will be the best companion… Today I tell you that he would be the best rudder for your boat.I just wanted to tell you that you are an awesome couple and look great together…God bless you’, I said to my self proclaimed Jeeja and Didi and left for my table. The self proclaimed sister almost broke into tears. They kissed each other and happily left for their home.

‘Quite Impressive young man,’Mrs.Reddy smiled.
‘Ahh..thats just the sweeter side of me..Sharmila maam,’ I retored.

The environment became lively once again.
‘Men shouldn’t cheat on their wife and children..its the worst thing to do,’ She added.
‘But you might not know ..sometimes such men are present near us…and we sadly fail to recognize them..’ I laughed.

I wondered if  I had a camera to capture my Boss’s reaction. He pleaded guilty. I could see his eyes turning moist. I wanted to torture him but sadly I couldn’t.

‘It just happens..a good wife  would please her husband and won’t let him to cool his heels at any other womans house..’ I added.

‘You are right young man…’ Mrs. Reddy smiled.The little girl was gorging on the chicken legs which was a part of the KFC bucket.
‘There is no point in disowning them after knowing they broke your trust…’I smiled.

‘Who is she by the way? Doesn’t she speaks? ,’ Mrs.Sharmila Reddy pointed at the beautiful girl who was my boss’s girlfriend.
There was complete silence for a while. Mr.Reddy shrugged his shoulders at first.He thought for a while  and then  broke the silence by saying that she was my girlfriend.

I was flummoxed for a while. There was a ‘Beta ..Mann mei laddu foota ‘reaction on my face.
‘Oh yeah!’ I grinned and I looked at  my boss’s  muse.

She smiled at me.She came close to me.Our lips locked.We kissed. There was another ‘Beta,..mann mei laddoo foota’ moment. I always knew she had a crush on me.But I never had the courage to propose my boss’s girlfriend althought she liked me. I realized it when she smiled at me without any reason. My Boss and his Wife were looking at us.The little girl hid her face when she saw both of us voraciously kissing each other as if there was no tommorow.

‘I love you baby…’ She told me.This  was the third ‘Beta mann mei laddoo foota’ moment in my life.
‘I love you too…I wanted to tell you this since long,’ I smiled.

My boss’s mouth was wide open as he was surprised to see his own girlfriend betraying him.He exhibited a sharp glare at me.
‘You two are so adorable,’ Mrs.Reddy said.

‘I assure you that Reddy will give you a good increment and a better bonus for you,’ She asserted. There was the fourth ‘Beta mann mei laddoo foota’ moment during the span of 30 min.

She soon left the place along with her daughter.We bid her bye. My boss was angered by our gesture. He was helpless and left  place.Now I had every chance to blackmail my Boss.

So I laid the foundation of my love with my boss’s secret muse at a KFC outlet in Hyderabad. I admit I am a loquacious person at times but I never thought my witty nature would get me lots of goodies in form of girlfriend,money and bonus.

Now ,I have my boss’s secret muse as my own girlfriend,good appraisal,bonus,onsite trip and many more. What do you have ? 😀 😀

Story of Sathya

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Story of Sathya

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