"Saloni smiles and affirms. " Contd. . . Divjay hands over few pages of audited entries and asks her to cross check the numbers, flag* (for reference) where she find the errors, and just cross it off in the excel sheet. He assumes, this shall be a good warm up for her. Not really interesting, but nevertheless a work that needed attention. This day passes off without much communication between the two. Her desk is set up, her extension created, and it is business as usual. Once in a while he did steal a glance or two at Saloni, who it appeared, was sailing smoothly. Divyaj wonders if she feels this is all piece of cake. How he thought it was when he started out for couple of days. One would never know that the more you think you know your stuff, the more gruesome it becomes. A few stolen glances, punctuated with couple of locked eyes and half smiles; that was all they managed that day. Divjay glanced at his watch and it is already 6 O'clock. Nothing unusual! He has done it many times. Suddenly he remembers Saloni. As he turns slightly to his left, he sees Saloni, her bag-ready, yet scribing something. Perhaps working! "Hey, you are still here,"he asks. Again that smile, with a soft "yes." "You could leave you know, and then we can catch up tomorrow at 9," he says. As Saloni, affirms and logs off, and picks her bag to head down to the elevator, Divjay calls her and says, since he is getting off as well, perhaps they can go down together. She smiled and uttered, "Ok." They walked to head out together, just before reaching the door, Saloni, says, "Just a sec," and walks off to the window off the lobby and watches over that long bridge. AS Divjay walked beside her and stares at the same view that he had for past three years, it somehow manages to appear even more appealing. How did that happen, he has no idea. Does watching the same picturesque with Saloni is making it so. Did she feel it too? Oh! Enough already. ;) As they walk out, Divjay wonders how she felt about today. No, not for him, about the work silly. O.k., I would not blame you -- about him as well. Happy now? (Hehe :).) He wonders what she was thinking. She was largely silent, but did have a glee in her eyes when Divjay talked. Is something bothering her? Nah!, Divyaj did not have time to think about it. But her . . . As if something was holding her thoughts, maybe a commotion one feels before riding the storm, so to speak. Destiny, it appears, is playing it out with both of them. Both unaware aware folks, trying get by, each lost in their own lives, thrown together by fate. . . contd. . .