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NEXT DAY
" 96...97.....come on...yes...yes..98...9... ae ae... hojayega hojayega... yes...yes... 99.... bas bas ek aur.... aur aur ye 1...00!!! Veryyyy good!!! ", cheered Ved in excitement.
"What... you just now beat your own record! Aren't you happy?", he asked to the girl who's eyes were still stuck up to the pull ups bar while she's was heavily panting!
"I was just thinking will doing this will make me clear my exams?", she asked.
"I didn't get you... I mean everyone does preparations like this only? Then why do you think you won't be able to clear your exams?", asked back ved.
"Hmm... may be you are right... but... I don't know... this job is my dream... I have and have to get it... at any cost...", she replied in a lost tone.
"Aur kya kya baaki h aaj ke schedule mein Ved?", she asked getting herself ready for next session.
"Ha...batata hu... abhi we've to do... umm... ha... skipping... chalo take your ropes and be ready!", said ved while scrolling on tab.
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"When will be reaching there?, asked haseena
"Quite now", replied Fayad.
Then haseena kept looking out of the window.
"Mam if you don't mind then may I ask something?", asked Fayad
"Ha pucho fayad"
"Mam ham jiske paas ja rhe h wo kaun h?"
"Kya hua fayad ham isse pahle bhi to bahut logo se milne gaye h... hamare line of work mein to ye roj ka kaam hai hamara!"
Fayad didn't have any answer.
There was a long silence in car for quite some time when haseena all of the sudden shouted, "gaadi roko"
"Stop the car.... ", said fayad
"Fayad mere liye strawberries le aao", ordered haseena.
"Pr mam...."
"Le aao fayad"
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"Ab ruk jao na yaar", pleaded ved seeing the detoriating condition of his friend.
"Abhi nhi ved... (gasping heavily)... abhi target pura nhi hua h..."
"Aur target pura krte krte agar tumhari tabiyat kharab hogai to kya krogi tum?", he asked with concern.
"Kuch nhi hoga mujhe... tum bahut fikar krte ho bas..."
"Ruk jaiye Ms Singh, kahi iski kahi baat sach na ho jaye", a voice echoed from their back.
Both of them turned back to see the owner of the gravelly calmed voice.
"Aap kaun hai?", asked Ved
"Fayad"
"Nhi Ved"
"Main Fayad hu"
"Main Ved hu"
"Ek min Ved!" "Ji... Mr Fayad kya kaam hai aapko?"
"I think these strawberries are interesting...", murmured haseena to herself while biting one of the strawberries while observing three of them from inside her car.
"Karishma Singh, umra 30 saal, height 5' 3", rang gora... apne is fatichar dost ke saath dinbhar ghumti ho aur IPS ki tayari kr rhi ho... anath ho... aur yaha waha kaam krke kharche nikalti ho apne... filhal dark night club & bar mein kaam kr rhi ho... Am i right Ms.... Karishma Singh!??", fayad described karishma in one breath while scrolling on his phone.
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