Nishti
1. Party Time 1
It is about one o'clock in the afternoon. Everyone in Sopan Communication, a well-known ad agency, is in a full swing of mood. . The enthusiasm of every employee of the company is overflowing. Despite the working hours, no one is bothered for pending work today. In fact there is no pressure of any kind to work today. All the employees are rushing home soon and are eager to attend a grand party at Hotel Taj with their families.
Mr. Raj, a courier boy, arrives just he does every day. After finishing his official formalities, he asked Lovely Girl Lily, the receptionist of the office.
"What's going on, madam?" Why it feels so different here today? Is there anything special? ”
"Yes, today there's a grand party in Hotel Taj tonight."
"Wow, is it Sinha sir's birthday today ?"
"No, it's been five years since Nishtibhai joined the office. Sinha Saheb invariably celebrates all the years of his joining date. And yes, today Sinha sir is going to give a surprise gift Saheb Nishtibhai that he may not have even dreamed of ”
"Yes Madam, Sinha Sir is simply superb. You people rightly call Sinha Saheb as Messiah Saheb. I would also love to work here. If there is any job worthy of me, then madam, ready to join even if paid less.”
Listening to Raj's admiring words for Sinha sir, Lily's face turned red with her signature smile. She felt Raj was right. Mr. Shatrughan Sinha, the CMD of the company, is a kind of person every one would love to work in his team. Earlier everyone used to call him Sinha Saheb but the way he always encouraged every employee of the company, supporting them whenever needed in their personal life, no one knows when he was used to be addressed as Messiah Saheb.
Nishtibhai's joining date is celebrated every year as a token of his significant role in boosting performances. Nishti, the creative head of the company, Mr. Nishith Mehta . In the five years since he joined the company, the state he has taken the company today has given him a unique honor in the entire company. Office boy Manish found it difficult to talk speak Nishitbhai and used to call him Nishtibhai. and even with his skill and devotion, Nishith made the company travel to the pinnacle of success so the name Nisthibhai sounds quite meaningful. Everyone in the office then started addressing him as Nishtibhai.
The excitement of having a party today was obvious. The male staff was busy discussing who will come to the party .. what will be in the menu ... whether any celebrity will come or not ... while engaged in such a discussion, the ladies staff members are talking about who will come wearing what. If someone comes wearing a Banarasi sari, someone is talking about wearing an Anarkali dress and also a salwar kameez. The new generation of girls were of opinion to wear jeans-t-shirt or kurti leggings. Then again, who will do what hairstyle .. make up .. shoes, sprinkle with fragrances etc. etc. The talks are going on .. No one is in mood to cease it.
The most common of the different types of party talk is the surprise gift. Some say Nistibhai will get a state-of-the-art SUV car as a gift, some say he will get a fully furnished flat in Juhu, some say he may even get a certain percentage of stake in the company. There are so many words as many mouths.
In all these things, if someone is busy with daily work, he is a nishtibhai and the other is a person whom any person would fall for. Her voicesound was like a sweet bell ringing constantly on Kamadhenu's neck. And her name also amazes when one hears it for the first time as if it makes sense .... yes .. her name is Mishti...
Mishty is an important part of Nishtibhai's creative team. She is as committed and sincere to work as Nistibhai is. Mishti is very smart and workoholic girl. In fact, the company was able to reach this point only because of the way both work with unmatched chemistry.
At the Epi center where the whole company was buzzing with excitement about today's party, both Nistibhai and Mishti were busy with their work as usual as they had to have a final meeting with an important client tomorrow for the script of the new ad and finalize the script. So it was very important to dgive it a final touch. The rest of the staff of the creative team also finished their work on the script and started chatting with the rest of the office staff in a party mood.
Looking at the ad script, Nishti felt it steel needed some corrections. He calls Trinad, who is busy chatting with colleagues.
“Sorry Trinad for disturbing you. But it was important, "said Nishti..
“Why sorry sir !!! This party is happening because of you and on the contrary we should thank you ”
"Oh, looking in a different mood ... ”
"Sir, can I ask you something?"
"of course ..."
"Sir, what is the meaning of opport?"
"don't know... why?"
"We are working here as a team with unity under your inspiring leadership. We got this opportUNITY to enjoy a grand party as a result of working with UNITY.. so.. "
"Man, you are an opportunist. Looks like I have to handle it now. You risk my seat. hahaha... hahaha.. "
A riot of laughter is formed in Nishtini's cabin.
Trinad finishes his work and goes back to gossiping. Nishti and Mishti are again immersed in their work.
There is a lot of noise outside the office. The staff was now busy in assuming what might have happened there outside. Trinad with his boys reaches out. Trinad is an all-rounder of the office. If anyone in the office has an official or personal job other than the work of their creative team, it is rare for Trinad to have no solution.
Stepping outside, Trinad found that the manager of the nearby office was entering in his office talking on his mobile. At the same time, a fifteen-year-old boy was fleeing with a mobile phone in his hand and was caught by the security guards where he could barely run fifteen or twenty feet. People gathered around him and surrounded him. Some were beating him while some were trying to pull him aside. Everyone was more interested in getting the most out of the opportunity than getting the mobile back. As a matter of fact ... that everyone was washing their hands in the flowing Ganga,
Trinad reached there and took over tha matter from the front. Trinad was as practical as he was compassionate. He could not even see any criminal being beaten up.
He set the boy apart and began questioning him in his own way.
"Have you snatched this gentleman's mobile phone?"
"Yes sir .. I made a mistake sir .. I will never do this again sir ... take this mobile ... don't hit me sir .... send me home .." The boy started crying and begging with both hands clasped .
"You returned the mobile but you have committed a crime so the police might have to be informed"
"Yes, yes, yes ... report it to the police ... it will only happen if such people count the prison bars," the crowd echoed.
"No sir ... forgive me .... my mother will be waiting sir .... I am your cow sir .. leave me ....." Now the boy grabbed his ear and started grumbling ..
"No, no ... if we do that ... if we leave him, he will be encouraged to do it again ... the police must be called for." the crowd opined ..
The boy gently pulls a small knife out of his pants pocket and puts it on his wrist and cries .. "Don't call the police sir ... if you call the police I will turn the knife on my wrist ... I will die right here. ... then as you wish ... ”
The mob, which had been showing bravery for two minutes, lost its temper in a flash. In an instant, the mob dispersed ... "He will die, but he will also kill us."
After Trinad handed over the mobile phone to its owner, he placed his hand lovingly on the boy's shoulder and said,
"Dude ... if there is any compulsion in life ... you should never do wrong ... I understand that your believers don't like this bad work and you are doing this work at the behest of someone else. Don't do that anymore "
Trinad then returned to the office, after offering that boy snacks of his desire in nearby restaurant. All the staff members were on their way home to get ready and reach the Taj Hotel with their family. Nishith Bhai and Mishti had to go straight to Taj in the office car as Nishith Bhai was alone in Mumbai while Mishti's unmarried mother and father did not have to come to the party.
Seeing Trinad back in a relaxed mood, Nishithbhai asked .. “What Trinad? coming to the party or not? Let us take your girlfriend too ... I will talk to Mr. Sinha ... don't panic, take her with you, I will take care of ”
"Leave it sir ... don't spoil the mood of the party. I broke up with the girl. I'll talk to you later. "
"Oh sorry .. if that's the case then sit in the car with us. Why go back home? but we have brought with us clothes and will change in hotel only. What about you? ”
“O. K. Don't worry .. l always have an extra new pair that comes handy at such times. "
Nishith, Mishti and Trinad left for the Taj Hotel in the office car after the rest of the people left the office. Trinad sat in the driver's side seat. Nishith and Mishti sat in the back seat and the driver drove the car towards its destination.
The car was speeding on the roads of Mumbai. There were clouds in the sky. Nishith, who has been thinking of tomorrow's meeting due to workload, is now thinking about today's party. The driver decided to go the other way as it looked like a traffic jam in front of the road where the car was passing .. Nishith took the car of his mind in reverse gear ... Started driving .... Five years ago today, in Sinha's cabin, Nishit was interviewed for a job as a script writer ......
To be continued..............................
