Desire of the Soul

Encounters are not Accidental

“Important encounters are planned by the souls, long before the bodies see each other.”

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Mishal thinks that it was just an encounter with Irina. What he does not understand is that it was his destiny to meet her. 

Their meeting was destined long before when two hearts were coming close in another corner of the world.

Mishal's POV

"Hey! why were you so rude with that girl she apologized right, for being late, and besides that, I just got to know that the company which you wanted to have a deal with is connected with the underworld and the deal price they were offering is not even near the market rates. So she saved your precious time and here you did not even give her a chance to complete her sentence. Why are you so tough man?" Ishaan my best friend c*m personal assistant asked me in a serious tone.

"Because I don't want to hear her fake stories. You know I believe the time is money and people who do not respect time, I don't respect them. It's as simple as that and it doesn't matter if that deal is on or off what matters is, she does not value time I don't want to hear her name anymore. Cancel her internship. I don't want any inefficient staff in my office" I replied while making a presentation on my tabloid.

"Why are doing this? She was late because of traffic not because she was chilling somewhere at least give her a chance to prove her worth. You know if we canceled her internship she will not get a job anywhere easily. Don't spoil her career. Please think about it again". Ishaan said nervously.

"You perfectly know that I never change my decision and my decision for her is final. Her career is her problem, not mine. This topic is closed now. Prepare my private jet we are leaving for Delhi early morning tomorrow".

“Mishal, please think about it again. I don’t think you need to be this harsh with her. She seems to be a nice girl.”

I looked at him with an amused face “Really Ishaan you think so?” he nodded his head.

“Then I think I should marry her instead of hiring her.” I further added and the car stopped in front of my hotel. I open the car door and started going inside the hotel.

Today’s day was very long and tiring after taking a long hot water shower, my nerves relaxed. I dialed the number and the person the other side picked it up in the third ring and said “Hello sir. I was expecting your call. Tell me how can I help you? "I am sending you a picture of a girl and I want every small detail about her and her family. I think she is related to the person I am searching for. Nothing should be missed. I want every single detail even if it's not important or related to the case.” And then I disconnected the call.

I was deeply thinking about everything that happened today while sipping wine standing against the window. I turned around and picked up the photo frame from the nightstand, I looked at her picture and all the past memories started flooding in my mind – her face, her eyes, her voice, her smile, her cries, and her accident. “I am not going to spare anyone and I will find you soon,” I stroked her face with my thumb "I am sorry for not being there when you needed me the most."

Irina's POV

On the entire ride home my mind was continuously thinking about today's encounter with Mr. Raheja. He is my role model. I was in twelfth standard when I first saw his interview on BBC. He was giving a motivational speech. After that, I started following him on social media. Actually, he inspired me to take international business as my major because he is also a gold medallist in IB from Harvard.

But today when I saw him from my two eyes in front of me. I cannot deny the fact that he is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. Beautiful sea-green eyes, black hair, muscular personality. Everything about him was just wow. I just want to keep watching him the whole day. But I know he hates me, he didn’t even let me complete my apology and I can understand he had to delay his meeting because of me.

“I bet you are thinking about Mishal. Isn’t it?” Shifali whispered in my ear. “No, I was wondering what to wear to the party this evening and right now I so want to be out from this Saree. I feel like I am trapped.” I replied and she rolled her eye.

“Come on Irina, you are looking absolutely studding. Don’t do drama.” My mom said

“Mom, you know, I tripped in front of my boss because of this saree and heels. It was so embarrassing.”  I shrugged.

“No, you tripped because you were running on the slippery floor with heels on.” Mom said and I was about to reply when dad said.  “Okay, We have reached home. Let's go now we have to do so many preparations" and then we all started going inside the house

When someone suddenly covered my eyes with palm and I smiled because I know this touch.