"Kya baat hai aj ye saadi itna shaant kyu hai, koi order bhi nahi jhaad raha....  Nahi hi gussa kar raha..  Akhir jhol kya hai? " She was thinking sitting in her cubicle.

Her telecom rings "Miss. Ahluwalia,  come into my cabin right now. " He hangs up the call.

"Lo agya hukum sarkaar ka" She gone in his cabin.

"May I come in Sir" He nodes.

"Is there any meeting lined up for the day?"

"Just one at 5 P.M."

"Cancel it" She looks at him shocked,  is this really her workaholic boss saying this.

"Aisi badi badi ankhein karke kya dekh rahi hai app..... And ya you can go home? " It was another shocker for her.

"But sir abhi to 2baje hai and it's just luch time.. "

"Mujhe time dekhna ata hai.. "

"Are... Are you sure sirrr..... " She Stammered.

"Yes I am... Mujhe time dekhna ata hai"

"No.. I mean me sach me ghar jau? " She again confirmed.

"Miss Ahluwalia, I am the Boss here... Yaha sab kuch meri marzi Or icha se hota hai... If I am saying you to go home.... Then you should Go." He said Curtly. She kept on staring at him with open mouth.

"Will you please stop staring at me" He said uncomfortably.  "It creeps me out".

She averts her eyes away " I am sorry Sir".

"Now go before I change my mind"

"Okay okay Sir... " She quickly comes out of his office. "Ajeeb hai, aisa lagta hai jaise ki admi na hoke London ka weather ho... Ghadi ghadi badalta hai... Kabhi kehta hai kaam karo time se pehle nahi jaogi....or ab kehta hai ki kam cancel karo or ghar jao...ajeeb ghanghor ajeeb"

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"Khana... Hey bhagwan Maa sahi kehti hai khana banana sikh le..  Agar aise hi bahar se khana mangati rahi to jaldi kangaal ho jaungi... Uff" She cried.

Door Bell rings... She opens the door he  enters inside smiling "Hi" He directly goes in the kitchen "tumne dinner kia? " He asks.

"Naa.i" She said weirdly looking at him.

He Smiled wide "great then.... Because me dinner bana raha hu aaj, Do you like Pasta? " He asks.

"Haan.. " She was lost.

"Okay then.. " He removes his coat and tie "can you please put it in my room" He asks politely, she nodes and went into his room to keep his things when she came back..  Saw him cutting veggies..  Sleeves rolled up, three upper buttons of his shirt open, hairs messy, he was looking really delicious, but why is he doing all this?

"Why are you cooking, kuch order kar lete.. You must be tired".

" I never gets tired" He winked at her, she got his double meaning statement "or uss raat tumne bhi to meri itni achi khatir daari ki, mujhe bhi chance do... Khatir daari ka" She looks at him suspiciously "don't worry isme meine JamalGhota nahi milaya" He laughed.

She got shocked "JamalGhota... Tumhe kaise.. "

"Bas I know, ab choro na purani baton ko...  Kabhi kabhi baccha ban na bhi acha hai... " He checks whether the Pasta is cooked or not "Sauce? "

"Mix... " She relied still in state of shock

"Mild ya Teekha" He asks.

"Teekha.. "

"Good choice...  Mujhe bhi teekhi chize zyada pasand hai.. " He said eyeing her naughtily she gulped hard. "It's almost completed why don't you set the plates while I go and change" He said stiring the sauce. She nodes.

"Dhatt Naina, Tu kitni buri hai... Wo bechara tere liye khana bana raha hai or tune kya kiya uske sath.... May be he isn't that bad, I think I should say sorry...  But usne kaha ki uss bare me dobara bat na kare... But I am feeling guilty, kya karu.. " She thought.

He came back 10 minutes later with pasta bowl " Come.. Sit, taste karo or batao kaisa bana hai" He served her.

She took a bit carefully "umm... It's tasty.. Yummy" She said taking another bite,  totally loving it "meine aisa Pasta kabhi nahi khaya... It's so delicious"

He blushed "thanks... Cooking mera time pass hai".

" Aise time pass karte rehna chahiye" She kept eating. "Tum bhi khao na".

" Ya.. " He too started to eat.

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"Hey Naina,  wanna watch a movie" He asks her sitting on couch.

She again looks at him shocked,  what has gotten into him..  Is he fine? "Haa.. Magar office ".

" It's off tomorrow.. Saturday remember".

"Ohh ha.. Bhul gayi thi. "

He smiled "it's okay...  Which movie? "

"Koi bhi... Jo tum chaho".

" Okie then... " He played the movie, after a while she started cursing herself for not choosing the movie before..  It was a horror movie "The Nun" She was gulping hard, she can't tell him to change the movie now.. Otherwise she have to give reason that she is scared of ghosts.

He saw her a bit unsettled "kya hua.. Are you fine? " She noded "wait are you scared of horror movies?" He asked amused.

"No no no not at all... " She denied vehemently.

"Good...  Because I love horror" He Continues watching. While she was praying for her safety.

"Hey bhagwaan,  aj tak meine jitne bhi paap kiye hai please un sab ko maaf karna mein bilkul achi bacchi ban jaungi, mummy papa ki saari baat manungi ghar ka khana khaungi,  khana pakana seekh lungi,  ghar ka kaam bhi khud krungi, but please mujhe bhooton se bacha lo bhagwaan ji....  Aap kaho to mein ladke bhi nahi tadungi,  sidha pataungi unko...  But please save me from them" She was praying silently.

"Naina...  Stop murmuring it's disturbing me"

"Murmuring? Mann to kar raha hai iska murder kar du...  Kaun sa ladka  aisi bakwas ki movies dekhta hai..  Ab to mujhe iski mardangi pe bhi shak hota hai..  Huh.. " She was cursing him suddenly ghost appears on the screen " Ahhh mummmyyyyy " She screamed clinging to him.

"Kya hua....  Darr gayi" He asked,  she immediately got apart from him.

"Dar Or mein...  Hahaha..  Nai nai bilkul bhi nahi".

" To fir chillai kyu"?

"Wo me...  Wo haan wo mujhe kuch chubha..  Isiliye chillai" She covered

"Ohh...  Lagi to nahi" He asked with concern.

"Nai..  Thik hai abhi" She said then said to herself "tab tak jab tak wo chudail fir se na aaye......  Log na jane aisi ghatiya movies banate hi kyu hai".

Finally the movie got finished...  Naina took A sigh of relief..  " That was a shit movie...  Kitni bakwaas thi,  horror ke naam pe mazak kiya tha". She looks at him gaping.

"What aise kya dekh rahi ho...  I am saying true..  Itni ghatiya horror meine aj tak nahi dekhi iss se zyada darawni to Dhinchak Pooja ki music video hoti hai" He said with disinterest.

"To fir dekhi kyu tum ne? " She asked.

"I thought tumhe achi lag rahi hai...  Warna mein to iske start hone ke 10 min bad hi band kar deta...  Sirf mein hi janta hu ki usey meine kaise jhela hai" He said in frustation.

"Saala...  Jhela isne hai ya meine uhhh meri kismat hi kharab...  Na usey dekhni thi na mujhe..  Fir bhi dono ko dekhni padi damn. "

"Chalo I am off to bed...  Mujhe neend arhi hai...  Good Night Naina. " Saying this he retires to bedroom.

"Good Night to you Rajveer,  not for you" She sighed.

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She was turning sides on bed with eyes closed... Feeling restless, she felt as if someone is watching her..  She slowly opens her eyes....  Saw the night mare of her dreams... A ghost with half burned face lying beside her on bed staring at her with murderous glint.

"Aaahhhhhhhhh...... " She woke up screening her lungs out...  Breathing heavy and covered in sweat. She saw the side of her bed..  It was empty. She took a sigh of relief "thank god,  it was just a dream". She got up to go in washroom.

She splashes the water on her face,  suddenly lights go off..  She turned around with a jerk... " Ye lights ko kya hua" She panicked.

-cham-cham, cham-cham, cham-cham-

"Y.. Ye aawaaz" She started to sweat a bit again. She came out of her room.. In living area "kaun hai yaha.. " Sound stopped coming "shayad pados ka TV hoga... " She thought "lekin light to aa nahi rahi fir..  Ye awaaz?... " She got tensed "nahi nahi laptop ya phone ku hogi... Hehehe mein bhi na na jane kya kya soch leti hu" She tried to comfort herself.

She turned to go in her room when heard someone whispering her name "Nainaahhhh". She got goosebumps.

" HH.... K.k.k.kaaun haiii.. " She was scared. Suddenly Glasses kept on dinning table fell down on floor breaking into pieces.. "Ahhh... " She jumped in terror... "Kaun hai...  Chhoorrrr chor ho na tum".

"Hahahaha...  Kitni bewakoof ho tum" Said a voice.

"Kaun hai...  Kaun hai" She screamed sweating.

"Yaha living room ke couch pe..." She saw a white figure sitting on couch.. She could see him from back only "Ab dobara ye sawaal mat puchna,  kaan dukh gaye hai...  Jaise ki bhoot khud bataya behen ji mein bhoot hu thoda sa darr jao please" He said in sarcasm

" Kya chahte ho.. Kyu kar rahe ho ye sab" She was scared.

"Tumhe tumhare paapo kisi saza dene aya hu..  Tumne bahot zulm kiye hai maasoom logo par uska hisaab dena hoga".

" Paap... Meine koi paap nahi kia,  meine koi zulm nahi kia...  Mein to achi bachi hu sabki baat manti hu"

"Bhul gayi kaise tumne apne boss ko tang kia...  Uska sadak pe sabke samne mazak banaya fir office mein, fir maid ko ghar se nikal kar usey bhuka rakha,  uski coffee me jamalghota milaya,  Or fir usko teekha khana khilaya... Wo bechara itna sidha sadha acha ladka...  Tumne uske sath bahot galat kia" He counted her crimes.

"Wo to meine aise hi pareshan karne ke liye kiya...  Please mujhe maaf kardo ainda aisa nahi karungi please.. " She pleaded.

"Nahi nahi...  Galati ki hai uski saza bhi milegi" He got up from couch turned to face her. 

The moment she saw him she started to scream like maniac running here and there as if someone left snakes on her body, he couldn't control and burst out laughing... She stopped hearing his laugh..  Recognizing the voice..  He removes the mask... 

"Rajveer" She whispered..  Heart beat still fast,  crying and sweating.

"Ohh God look at your face... " He was still laughing at her scared condition..  Holding his stomach...  She was looking at him numb... Slowly every thing started to fade out,  she fell down on floor unconscious.