Rain
.
As the Bureau's window got another splash of water Abhijeet's concentration shifted outside from his file. In a trance he walked towards the window. His face glowed as a smile made its a way to his lips. Closing the files he fished out his mobile from his jeans and dialed a number promptly. It got connected after second ring.
"Hello Tarika ji." He said in his sweetest ever possible voice.
''Hello Abhijeet." Came a feeble voice from opposite side.
"Kya kar rahi ho?" He asked with a smile.
"Main wo..."
"Lemme guess..." Abhijeet said, enthusiastically.
Tarika smiled letting him have his guess.
"Balcony mein beithi hogi. Thand hain, toh blanket bhi sath hoga tumhara."
Tarika smiled.
"Ofcourse, coffee mug bhi," he continued. "Par mug empty hoga... kyuki barish pichle ek ghanta se ho raha hain aur tumhe dusra cup coffee banane ka mood nahi hain. And you must have touching the rain water." The last line was a bit strict.
"Abhijeet!"
"Kya Abhijeet..."
"Main bhig toh nahi rahi..." She sneezed hard.
"Par chik toh rahi ho! Tarika, tumhari tabiyat kharap hain isliye leave pe ho.. Remember, ek din ka hi chutti mila hain tumhe."
"I will be fine." She rubbed her nose. Her voice was heavy and nasal.
"You better be."
"Don't sound like my boss now."
"Ap kuch bhi karein.. aur ham bole bhi na?"
"Main nahi karti touch rain ab aur.. khush?"
"Hmm..."
"Kya hmm... promise baba."
"Phir thik hain."
"Acha suno na..."
"Sunao na..."
"Missing..."
"Kya missing?"
"Guess karo."
"Missing me?" Abhijeet smirked.
"Missing your ginger tea. "
"Acha? Sirf tea?" Abhijeet teased.
"And..."
"And?"
"And your company too." Tarika accepted.
"Ek ek minute purvi.." Abhijeet indicated Purvi to stop with his index finger pointed towards her as she started talking abruptly without noticing him busy over phone.
"Sorry sir.. maine notice nahi kiya.. Main bad mein ajati hu..."
"Nahi its okay.. just wait a minute."
Purvi nodded.
Abhijeet turned his attention on the person to the opposite side of the call.
"I am sorry wo..."
"It's okay Abhijeet. Bureau mein hi ho means."
"Haan.. thankfully... But pata nahi kab jana pare bahar.. is barish mein." Abhijeet eyes the rain outside with an offensive look.
"You are so boring... and,"
"And?"
"And unromantic."
"Acha?" He smirked. He could feel Tarika blushing on the other side with his mere 'Acha'.
"Chalo bye." Tarika hinted to end the call first.
"Yeah.. Take care. Take your medicines in time."
"I will. Bye."
Abhijeet cut the call with a smile. It's hard to steal time for themselves but he's trying. As he turned towards Purvi he found her smiling.
"Kya hain?" He asked, as sternly as he could manage after the pleasant conversation he had a few moments ago.
"Ku.. kuch nahi sir." Purvi made a straight face. "Wo ye file.."
"Haan dikhao..." Abhijeet lunged towards her in his senior mode and engaged himself in his works once again.
AN: Just feeling a bit down nowadays. Thought to write something lite. DamselInShinningArmour lo likh diya apka drabble.