Elliot and Sally were budgeting out their finances for beginning the biggest business ever; having all the estate agents, chefs, marketers, editors, engineers, lawyers, doctors, story editors and writers for magazines; financers, sponsors and other supporting staffs. Both families had good financial status and well established companies for getting the above fulfilled for their future son-in-law and daughter-in-law. After a good number of years, finally their wish had come true. Their skills turned them into the most powerful dictators and the finest ones in terms of entrepreneurship. It was years ago talk where their parents were triggered for having a poor strategy and presentation in business but today you see maximum newly graduated youths getting employed in the ‘Hansen Industry’.
It was a proud moment for everyone collaborating and initiating; blending to the concepts that kept transforming and the level of energy required was extreme. The nights and days put up, the rejection, the malfunctioning, the clash of ideologies; but the togetherness had overcome all of these small futile issues.
It was New Years Eve; a special citation was read for Sally and from Sally to Elliot and from them to everyone. Another party with another year to develop and grow; youth that waits for the recruitment.
The interviews were commonly taken by Sally but since she was facing a packed schedule, she had to request Elliot to carry forward.
The first candidate appeared confident, her qualifications excellent and her sense of creation different. To check her ability and potential, Elliot purposely placed three twisted questions instead of recruiting directly which Sally does. With a serious look on face though prettier to admire; his stare not less scary to nervous and fumble anyone he asked, “Why do you prefer us?”
The candidate replied nervously while fidgeting with her finger ring, “Your Company outshines the others… Sir, I’ve been living for this moment… your company has a united staff, the one that will stand for each other no matter what. The people working here are experts and they don’t live up to staying loyal only to the income being deposited to them.” Elliot was having a constant stare at her while she was talking and when she was over with answering; he stood up with the candidate’s file in hand, kept flipping the papers as if examining those again he put up the next question, “You worked at ‘Darla’ before… hmm… Tell me… why did you leave that job? They rank second all over…”
She blinked and smiled and then said, “Sir, I didn’t leave that job I was removed… for inappropriate handling of data… they had a great loss but I helped them to sort that out.”
He smiled and said, “Honest answer! I know you were removed. Allen, you have done fair however you don’t have me convinced… answer my last question… maybe that can help? So answer me which is supreme, love or responsibility?”
The candidate took a minute to think over and after analyzing hard she answered, “Responsibility”.
Elliot who was standing leaning his table walked towards the cabin door and gestured her to step out. The interview was over and the results were to be told past the lunch time. The candidates fanaticized themselves at the company’s canteen; as lavish the canteen was depicted so were the delicacies to mouth in.
Later in a common room all the candidates were seated.
Sally entered with the results and said, “The results aren’t appealing as thought of… I wish I could help or do something for the rest not chosen… my deep condolences to them… Lazar, Henry, Simon and Allen are qualified and are required to fill in the details for the further formalities. The remaining six don’t feel disappointed, we keep recruiting new members, you can try next time; all the best for your future!”
After a while
Elliot and Sally wanted to spend some time at the restaurant to relax. They comforted themselves near the pool side, ordered wine and talked about Elliot’s time at interview.
“Elliot, you rejected 6 out of 10… quite a number! Mind me asking you why?” asked Sally.
“Good you asked me! The reason behind their rejection will get disclosed only when you answer that same question, tell me… Which is supreme, love or responsibility?” Elliot replied with a question.
Sally kept silence and Elliot who was waiting for her point of vision, looked at her, and broke her silence by saying, “I see… the smartest one too flopped at this question!” he chuckled seeing her think deeply.
Sally gave a weird look and said, “I am smart but the one who asked this question is smarter than me…”
He said nodding his head and moving his pointing finger, “Darling, I know what you’re thinking… unfortunately it isn’t me… You remember this girl, junior to me in my college?”
Sally in question, “Which girl?”
Elliot continuing in a lower tone, “The one whom we had… we had tried to rag”
Sally in tangent thought, “There were many! Who specifically are you talking about?”
Elliot in intense voice, “I don’t remember her well… but I still remember her somewhat because she was a crooked mind!”
Sally in agreement, “Oh! That question was put up by her! That girl was really geez! She used to keep buzzing around you like a bee.”
Elliot in disappointment, “It wasn’t she… it was me who loved messing around her! You know I used to call her ‘Crook’ and she used to give me a deep disgusted look.”
Elliot dwelled in those long forgotten moments so much so that he missed on his fiancée's jealousy filled vibes. Sally had stood up and moved out of that area. When Elliot was disturbed by the waiter for the payment, he then noticed that Sally had walked out.
He paid the bill and rushed to his car parked in the basement. Sally was seated in his car beforehand; he opened the door and got in.
Elliot spoke with concern, “Sally, it was long time ago… You shouldn’t feel anything because I wasn’t in relation with her and you know that… then why this?”
Sally looked at him, tried to seduce and pull him closer but before she could do anything he said, “Sally, you’re drunk… I think you had one glass of wine right?”
Sally smiling slyly, “Elliot didn’t you check on the bill? Why will you, you were in some dreamland with that dork!”
Elliot questioned in frustration, “Why do you get pissed at me when I recall her? She was friends with you too. We both know what we did to her and what she gave in return was fair.”
Sally in frustration, “She had put drugs in your bag, Elliot! If you remember her being a friend of yours and mine, then don’t you dare forget that! You might have forgiven her but not me. You spoiled my mood… Now drive me home. I don’t want to talk much about her.”
The two had no idea what change was going to happen in their life. Their past was approaching near and these were least bothered.
Early morning after a good hangover Sally woke up with a headache. She had a bath and was about to make a selection from the wardrobe when she got a phone call. The voice, “Hello… Sally?” Sally replying, “Yes, who am I speaking to?” Voice greeting, “It’s me… Orion! I made a deal with you recently, since my company has merged with yours, I want to recommend a candidate who could be helpful to you… I guess?” Sally getting engaged in talk, “Yeah… Orion your company is working with ours; so even your employs’ are merging, then why this question? Orion explaining, “True… but she isn’t an employ, she’s my sister. She is done with her courses and wishes to pursue a job in magazine write-ups.” Sally disagreeing, “She can’t apply now because we’re done interviewing the candidates. She has to apply in midterm. We have a lot of expertise for doing the job she’s looking for in our company.” Orion convincing, “You don’t underestimate her… s
At Sally’s House The house was grand; decorations were pretty but less pretty than Sally and Elliot. Sally cordially invited the guests and caught Celia, “The one who gives creative ideas appears dull today… Look at you… you’re dressed up like a regular! After all, you are the reason for this celebration. Now hurry up and go…” Lazar and his group led Celia to Sally’s room for dressing up. Celia picked up the unwrapped gift and got herself dressed in the washroom. The rest disappeared. Lazar while dancing bumped into Elliot. Lazar in hesitation, “Sir, I’m…” Elliot in hurry, “Don’t bother. I’m looking for Sally; do you know where she is?” Lazar in doubt, “No… I think she might be in her room.” Elliot thanked him for letting him know where Sally was but Lazar in that nervousness misspoke Celia as Sally. Elliot entered the room and called out, “Sally… Sally…” He heard the soun
At Celia’s apartment Elliot was screaming in the middle of the night, “Hey Celia!!! Leave my office staff. He has done nothing. I promise, I won’t call the cops, just leave him safe.” The people in the apartment awoke and came out to watch what’s happening. Celia half asleep rushed to her gallery in surprise, “What are you talking about? Someone started screaming in pain from behind her. Celia knew him but didn’t expect him to be there, at that hour. Celia stepped ahead and asked, “What are you doing in my room?” The person kept screaming as if he had been tortured brutally by Celia. Elliot urging for help to the people around, “Please, help my staff member… please someone do something or else he will die!” Looking at Elliot’s exaggerated plead and cry, the neighbours called the cops. They broke in Celia’s room and what they saw was serious. Celia was standing with a rod in hand and
Celia woke up with a refreshing mind and dressed herself to get to office. The last thing to highlight her look was lipstick; she quickly grabbed a lighter shade of brown and ran downstairs while applying it. She drove her car to the spot and as she entered a loud bust appalled her. Lazar came running towards her with a gleeful smile. Lazar in happiness, “Celia, congratulations our magazines have reached higher sales and the tourism sector too is receiving lots of attention. I’m so happy for you and our whole team! There’s some news for you to be heard, someone’s waiting for you in the cabin, go check.” Celia in surprise, “I can’t believe, you spoke in one go. That’s actually a great news and time for celebration as well. Congrats to our team!! I’ll join y'all in a moment…” She walked to the cabin and saw the two honourable people; the world has been waiting to meet. Mr. Hansen rose from his armchair and welcomed Celia, “Hey sunshine! There are lot of
At the party Celia took a deep breath before joining the party. Her invitation in hand, sweat running through, nerves imbalanced and with that heart pounding she was about to enter when someone snatched the invitation. Celia: What the heck? Elliot: You think you can enter with that state? Celia: Which state? Elliot giggled a little and then clasped her hand without a second thought and they made an entry together. Celia: Sally will smash your face, definitely. Elliot: You’ve taken me as Sally’s slave, I think? Celia: Isn’t it obvious? Elliot shoved his shoulder against hers with a jerk. Elliot: Hey Crook!! Why don’t you seal that mouth of yours? Celia: Who started first? Elliot: You? Celia: Yeah, yeah it’s me and there comes Sally. What would you answer now? Sally came marching to them and glared with a nasty look. Elliot: Don’t look
Celia left that place with Lazar and waited by the pool. Lazar placed his warmth with a concerned heart and said, “Celia weren’t you aware of this? The entire company knows about his character and still you fell for his pretensions…” Celia replied gazing at the stars: Isn’t it stupid, that people nowadays still believe that making a wish to a shooting star works? Lazar: Indeed, they are. But having hopes sometimes gives courage. Celia turned to him and said: That’s what I’m doing… The people at the party met Celia at the pool side and congratulated her, talked about their projects and offers with future consignments. While talking to a media interviewer, Celia was asked whether she would like to involve any other member for the interview. She looked around for her staff members and saw Elliot approaching towards her. She quickly spoke out the first name that came to her mind. Interviewer: Who would you like to call? Celia: Laza
Henry thought of something which could avail him, Allen and Lazar. He tip-toed closer towards the room and without being glimpsed, he shut the door and latched it. When he turned around to leave, he saw Allen staring in surprise. Henry: Don’t look so shock. It’s for you, me and Lazar. If you conspire in my motive then yeah, definitely we’ll be able to hold up well. Allen: How does locking them help us get what we want? Henry: You’ll know it later on. They walk out of the place and head towards the stage where they collide into Sally. Sally: Watch where you’re going! My drink got spilled. Get me another glass of wine. Allen: Just a minute… Sally: Have you seen Elliot, Henry? Henry: I may have, wait a sec… oh yes, I saw them near the fuse house. Sally: Them? In the mean time Celia: What happened? Is something bothering you? Elliot: Yes.
Celia woke up the next morning with an aching brain. As she woke up, her hands wandered for water but something passed by her right hand, she sat up and saw Elliot’s body half lying on her bed. Celia: Elliot? Elliot? She brushed her warm fingers through his hair and stroked his cheeks to wake him up. Elliot: You… Come here. He caught her hand and pulled her close. Elliot: How about a morning kiss? He lifted her chin gently, looked into her eyes and leaned in to kiss. Celia: Stop. Celia turned her head in disgrace. Elliot: What’s wrong? Celia: Move aside, I need to freshen up. She shut his want and climbed out of the bed, heading to the washroom. He watched at her with surprise, unwilling to leave her alone and the urge to clear the anxiety and insecurity about her; he stood by the door waiting for Celia to come out. After 15 min she came out with a towel around her body, untied ha