Krishav Saxena has never looked back in life once he completed his masters in Architecture. Life had tested him and he knew better than to be distracted from his goals now.
Five years after his masters, he's a well-known architect at the age of 27...
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"I can never hate you Kancha, but today onwards, I wish you never cross my path because only I know how much it angers me to even look at you."
These are his only words that come to my mind right now as I look at his handsome face that has only become more mature. Back then, his face had that care-free and boyish charm but now he carries a rugged look as if life has taught him so much that he is burdened by all of it.
I mentally sighed as I thought about what and all has happened in the span of these two days. It was two days back that I received a latter from the KSPS Dreamers who wanted our firm to finance their project. And when I went through all the details, I instantly knew it was Krishav Saxena who had sent this mail. My Rishi!
It was not just the format of the mail but the designs too that I knew it was Rishi who sent the mail. Obviously because I was the first one to find out about this dream of his.
It pained me immensely to be reminded of what had conspired on the night I asked him to go; I asked him to stay within his limits.
It was truly as if beside him, I could see my every luck, happiness and peaceful moment leave me. My life just became like it was before he came in to lighten it up. Only difference was, this time, I didn't have my heart with me, it went with my Rishi.
But the past is not where I should dwell. Things have changed now, times have changed now, especially we have changed now. Calming my heart and mind, I looked at him with a raised brow, "Oh really? My bad then as I thought you admired me for my work."
He looked like a deer caught in headlights. I wanted to laugh at his face but because I had to maintain my image, I spoke to answer his unasked question, "Well, I watch the interviews of budding architects and businessmen. So, don't be startled. I know." I smirked.
Turning around, I sighed as my mask of arrogance slipped from my face and I swallowed the lump in my throat. Walking to the couch, I settled after schooling my expressions and gestured for Dheeraj and Rishi to settle on the single seaters.
For the next hour, we both pretend like we never knew each other personally, as if we had never been intimate like we were five years back but then, times change and people adapt. I guess, this was our adaptation to the changed times and demands of the situation.
"So, Mr. Saxena, I get what and all you have to offer with this project and all the facilities and benefits the employees will be availed with, and must say, your idea and beliefs are quite impressive." I praised Rishi because I know even if he denies it, my opinion still matters to him and I was absolutely right as his eyes lit up the moment I said so.
Chuckling mentally, I continued, "But one thing that still remains a mystery to me is, why us when there are various other companies? Why do you want the Garg Group of Builders to help you out?" I questioned with a raised brow.
