'll take care of it from here.' Those two lines lifted several kilos of weight from her shoulders and eased her worry lines. She knew that once in flight, she would dissect every character in the words displayed on her screen and derive at least seven different meanings out of it.
Just to prove herself wrong, she had ignored that thought, the email and the gentleness which she was sure he sported when he had typed those two lines. Less than a week ago he had spent night in her apartment after watching a movie and they had already started to circumvent their interactions around it. Both their attitudes were pathetic and cowardly but she didn't care hoots about it.
"I'll be coming to the meeting too," she jumped up and yelled in his direction. He turned around and looked at her blankly. She gathered her laptop, notebook and pencil and sprinted towards his cubicle. "Don't overtire yourself Arnav. I'll help you on this one," she said looking straight at him.
The words once out of her mouth sounded incredibly cheesy but she kept a straight face. Arnav didn't react but simply shrugged and walked ahead. She gave a satisfactory smile when she saw his shoulder visibly relax and followed him.
*****
It had been three hours and the end was nowhere in sight. The office was almost empty given how it was half past five on a Friday evening. Arnav's mood had steadily deteriorated during design review and had him bite his tongue to lash out at their vendor. Khushi, who was more patient of the two, was also running low on patience.
The design was beyond point of any redemption. They were truly f**ked.
The product design was due on Monday and Vaidehi's team had eaten up all their time including the emergency buffer Arnav had planned without managing to address glaringly obvious problem statement. Akash could feel his two senior technical architects' darkening mood which, if not controlled would cause irrevocable dent on relationship between two companies.
"Sorry guys, we will have to close this meeting now. It's close to six already and am getting late." Khushi looked up from her notes and Arnav's incessant typing halted all of a sudden when Vaidehi announced.
"Review isn't complete yet and not to mention the fixes your team will have to do," Arnav's voice was cold and detached. Akash didn't try to intervene. It wouldn't end well if he did.
"I know, I know." Vaidehi sighed and stood still for a moment. The rest waited.
"Okay, today is when we are supposed to deliver you the design and we did, right?" It was uncanny how Vaidehi could make her voice chirpy after ten hours of work and be charming all the while.
Akash nodded mutely.
"Well, you can sign our invoice stating that we made the delivery so that, you know, we get paid on time." She inserted a high pitched chuckle and restarted on packing her bags. Akash smiled and avoided any eye contact with Khushi or Arnav.
"Or you can stay for another hour while we finish the review and give you feedback on the design document. You can get your team to work on them over the weekend so that we can deliver the design to our client on Monday on time," Khushi interjected the happy woman's process, ruthlessly cutting off any chance of negotiations.
Vaidehi looked up surprised at Khushi's response. It was the first time when her idea was so blatantly rejected.
"Come on now Khushi," Vaidehi said recovering quickly. "It's a Friday evening and I promised my husband that I will be home early. We have been working way too hard for the past two weeks on this design and for once I want to go home and spend some quality time with him. If I was like you, I would have stayed all night and fixed all these issues on my own. But what can I do Khushi? Unlike you, sometimes I end up ignoring my personal preferences and heed to my husband's needs. I know that sounds pathetic to you but I am not all that strong and individualistic. Help me out here, will you please?" Vaidehi pleaded. Khushi looked blankly at her. Arnav looked positively annoyed. He was more annoyed with the fact when Khushi didn't respond at the thinly veiled insult and her silence had encouraged Vaidehi to blabber more. Akash looked at Arnav then at looked at Khushi and looked again at Arnav. Arnav shrugged and watched Khushi looking back at her notes and completely ignoring Vaidehi.
Arnav was surprised that Khushi hadn't responded to Vaidehi's insult with a tart reply. She wasn't the kind of woman who refrained from rising to an insult to avoid conflict but was one who ensured that her response would keep the insulting party forever shut their pie hole.
The silence, however, was a first.
"Here you go Akash. That's the acceptance document," Vaidehi said taking out the print out and handing it to Akash. Once Akash, Khushi and Arnav signed the document, Vaidehi's firm could raise an invoice for their work and get money. If they didn't, then Vaidehi would be answerable to her company.
Akash looked at Arnav and Khushi. Arnav was ignoring everyone in the room and typing on his laptop while Khushi was still writing notes. Of the two, Khushi was easier to talk to.
"Khushi…" Akash started but was cut off by Khushi.
"Here you go," Khushi said sliding sheets of paper.
"What's this?" Akash asked shuffling the sheets and trying to understand boxes, arrows, diagrams etc.
"That's the design we will be presenting to client on Monday." She replied standing up and stretching her back. Arnav looked up and caught her eye. She sent a discreet nod in his direction and waited.
He cleared his throat and said, "We were discussing about this design yesterday afternoon when Khushi was in Hong Kong airport waiting for her connecting flight. As I had read the design document given by Vaidehi well in advance I was voicing my concerns over it. Khushi and I applied various scenarios and found out that there were fundamental flaws in design. At the end of this discussion, we had a vague idea as to what needs to be done. So we both worked it out in our heads."
"What do mean?" Akash asked stunned at the rare display of Arnav and Khushi actually working together without biting their heads off or him begging them not to kill each other.
Khushi smiled. "It's going to be fine Akash." She walked over to him and pulled the acceptance document to her. "Here, let me sign this first." She scribbled her name below her name and pushed it to Akash who signed wordlessly.
"So what next?" Vaidehi asked tentatively.
"Thank you for everything you have done Vaidehi," Khushi said pleasantly and offered her hand. Vaidehi shook it but not without voicing her concern.
"Send me review comments Khushi. I will get my team to work on it this weekend and won't let them go till the output is of the expected quality," Vaidehi pressed.
"That will not be necessary Vaidehi. We got it covered. I don't think you can meet our expectations here. Thank you," Arnav replied pleasantly.
Vaidehi looked at Akash in surprise.
"We got it covered?" Akash asked looking at his two best friends and partners.
"Yes we do," Arnav replied handing over the acceptance document with his signature on it.
"I will show you out," Akash said getting up and guided Vaidehi towards door. He knew something had happened in that conference few minutes ago but he had no idea what. He would deal with it later.
*****
"What were you doodling?" Arnav asked lazily as Khushi prepared coffee for both of them.
"It was sequence diagram for the movie 'The Dark Knight Rises'. I just used IT industry buzz words in place of super heroes and villains," she replied.
Both burst out laughing at the same time.
"I thought that you had given up, for a minute," he said tracing patterns with his index finger on table.
"I am not there yet," she replied frankly. She had her back facing him hiding plethora of emotions running havoc on her face.
"When do you want to work on this thing?" He asked resting his chin on his palm. She turned sharply at that.
"Don't worry about it Arnav. I was just so angry at Vaidehi that I made it up in that moment. I will get it done over the weekend." She said in one breath and turned her back on him again. She stirred coffee little more vigorously than required, the liquid dangerously sloshing at the edges.
"Come home tomorrow," he said ignoring her subtle plea completely. "If we both put her heads together, we should be done by Sunday afternoon." He added mentally calculating the effort.
"I said…" she started. He cut her off. "I heard what you said." She turned around and looked at him, two cups of coffee in her hands. "But still. Come." He said. She placed one cup in front of him and sat on chair opposite to his.
They didn't speak for the rest of the evening.
"Why?" She messaged him curiosity finally winning her over.
His response was immediate and cryptic."The end has stopped being an ending."
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