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“Ragini,” Ved called out her name from the top of the staircase.
Ragini paused to look at him and said,”What is the matter now?”
“I guess you forgot to clean up my room today,” he said,”its still messy.”
“I didnt clean it on purpose,”she said,”since I didnt ask for money for my painting its only fair that I reduce my workload by letting you clean your own room.”
“Thats not fair,” he said sounding surprised,” I can pay you the money but I really have no time to do the cleaning.”
“Thats a bad idea Mr. Ved,” she said,”because the amount I now demand wont be a handful of coins. Be careful before you make any choice.”
“So this is how you are planning to teach me a lesson,” he spoke sadly,”fair enough. But this proves that you do trust me enough to risk your job. I feel good to know that.”
Ragini stood there in silence as he walked back into his room. She angily placed the jug of water on the table and cried,” I dont know why but I feel as if there is something more to this.”
She rushed upstairs and knocked at the door of his room.
“So, have you changed your mind?” he said opening the door wide.
“Why did you ask me to accompany you to your workplace?” she asked him.
“I saw you getting drenched in the rain and thought that you might be suffering from a distressing sutuation.”
“Is that all?” she asked again.
Ved looked away from her and his eyes fell on the painting she had given him. “I wanted someone to be there for me. I dont get along very well with my co-workers. Even my friend Daisy is mostly busy chatting with the ladies.”
“You wanted me to be there for you,” she said,” but we hardly spoke to each other once we got out of the cab.”
“I know,” he said,”but your presence made a big difference. Words didnt matter anymore.”
Ragini gave him one last surprised look before walking away. She was lost in her own thoughts and was unable to figure out why she was so mad at him. It wasnt a big deal. Why was she not able to forget everything and move on? What was holding her back?