Swara Bose : " He is Rich "

                  She stood in the small confined place of the bathroom , as she starred at the broken mirror infront of her. She willed herself not to cry , She refused to cry  over the meaningless words of her boss .

     She had cried over 15 years  and there was no one to help her  out  and she had a made a promise to herself never to cry again , and she also refused to back down and let life defeat her. 

   This year will be the time where she will take charge of her future and it will not happen if she let herself falter over her boss words .

            She looked around her  surrounding  once again , the dusty old bathroom in the cafe remained the same , it  lacked oxygen  due to poor ventilation that she was beginning to feel suffocated which resulted in her stepping out  to face reality .

               As expected her eyes landed on her boss who was standing outside waiting for her  with his trademark scowlface  . He hated her for some unknown reason and  she felt the same .

       He would have expected her to face him with tear strained face like before unaware of the change in her . All she asked was  permission  to give her an hour break next week to attend am interview .

       Just an hour and he decided to show who is the boss by shouting at her non stop.  If this was last year she would have met his expectations  and broke down but not now .

        She  returned back his scowl with an scowl of her own that shut him up and made him look away. Being nice is not meant for this world she had learnt and she should know it better since she  wasted most of her life being nice.

        Swara delved into her pockets to take out her most prized possession ,her mobile phone and her eyes landed on the two unread messages from her sister

    She didn't have to open them to know what it contains,  It must be just be a list of things she  need to buy her  sister with her  hard earned money.  Her sister won't ask her  father  not when she had her own  personal money Bank.

           And Swara dreaded to think what will befall her if she  failed to buy them .  She knew her sister better than everyone else and she rather choose to fall under her manipulation that be subjected to her  cruelty. 

      Because facing her sister was better than being subjected to her father speech which would highlight every single penny he spent on her . She  had heard the speech far too many times and she  didn't want to hear it once again,

       And because her father felt he spent  so much on her ,  He decided her salary belongs to him and his laddoo(the nickname for her sister).

         Swara had decided she could no longer abide to live the same life  and to escape from it she  had  two option. One was the coward way, a way she  refuse to choose not because she wasn't a coward  but because she knew she deserved better.

        She didn't suffer for 15 years to end her life without happiness , that left her with one choice marrying an rich guy. She knew it was monetary aspects that propelled her heart and yet she refused to change her ways because how others will judge her .  

                 Swara thoughts were rudely interrupted when the rusty door in the cafe opened to reveal her new customer of the day.

           He walked in as if he owned the place. But something was unusual about him. Not even once he looked away from her.   He was starting at her for the last five minutes but she got to know the reason when scowl face reminded her that he was waiting for the menu card not bowled over by her beauty.

         It propelled her to move towards him to give the menu card , sometimes she tend to forget she  was the only waitress in the cafe .  Even as he took the card from her, his eyes refused to stop starring at her .

      She  honestly didn't have a clue on why the guy who looked like he was rolling in cash would choose to visit a outdated cafe whose only customer base were high school kids who choose to spend their meager pocket money .

                        She waited patiently for  him to make a order ,as he asked her to bring out the special of the day as if it was Starbucks. Swara knew  the cafe menu consists of few drinks  and yet she didn't argue with him but  simply nodded and walked away.

     Even Rico the cook was amused by the order,  He simply started at her before shaking his head and went on preparing the  drink .

      And all the awhile she knew he was still looking at her ,This caused her  to be bit uncomfortable after awhile. But when she placed the order to his table he thanked her with a smile .

        His smile transformed his face and added a few layers to his grim look ,she was mesmerized for a moment before her regular customers walked in with their school bags .

    The  high school teenagers took  one look at him they all went googly eyes  not considering he was much older than them , They kept staring at him as if he is an celebrity.

    Swara had to admit  that  he was handsome and had a impeccable taste from his dressing style ,  but she didn't understand why people immediately fawn over him

                 After looking at her for 30 minutes ,he asked for the bill. And she went into to clear his table and noticed he hadn't even had a brief sip of the juice

       She happened  to take a glance at his wallet and the stacked up cards made her aware he was rich than she expected . 

    And when he walked out ,she was quite surprised by the generous tip but what surprised her more was the small piece of tissue tucked inside the bill card .

   In the small piece of tissue  a cell phone number was scribbled with an call me ,  she starred at it as if she couldn't believe it.

       Why would he want her to call him, the question plagued her and why the note instead of taking with her ,he looked confident enough to approach her on his own .

     And also that face  he could have girls falling over him and yet she didn't why she was chosen ,  she decided he was an player who would hit on any girl and try his luck.

       Well she didnt want to be just any girl for an rich guy. She wanted to be the girl for him. So she squashed his memories as she refused to waste her time on person like him yet she  saved his number before discarding the tissue.

                         She reached her  home  after the gruelling hours of work and was greeted by another scowl face belonging to her sister. She ignored her sister  pestering and headed back to her  room. She knew it will only be a temporary reprieve as she can't always out run her sister .

        But her  drunken dad made his way back home earlier and after hearing his laddoo complaints he had to act soon. Swara  heard his angry shout  calling her from her room.

          And yet she ignored it as well till there was loud bang in her door which she couldn't ignore  , so she prepared herself to facd his wrath once again .

     There was nothing new in his words ,it remained as always cruel and mean. She headed back down to the kitchen to  make dinner once he finished shouting at her .  And during dinner once again she found herself wishing to be deaf .

        She had an ability to  tune out of her  dad ramblings most of the time  but today it annoyed her . He had the audacity to blame her  for everything that was wrong with his life. And after the dinner was over she  headed back to her  room.

     Her room was the only  place where she can be away from all her problems. At that moment she  needed an distraction and even if it with an Casanova she  didn't mind.

        She quickly dialled his number before her courage failed and decided even if she didn't settle with him for a life time ,he could prove himself to be a worth distraction until she met the one  .

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Nita