Two Axis - Love And Money

Sameer, a reputed Lawyer of Chandigarh city in India is sitting in his office engrossed in one of the case file going through every word meticulously. He has converted the study room of his lavish farmhouse into office. He looks graceful in his late thirties sitting on his brown leather chair and teakwood polished table. Aura of hundreds of books kept in the bookshelf behind him is emitting his authority.

He looks up on a knock on the glass door of his room.

May I come in Sir asks Kyra, his intern. Kyra is a petite fresh law graduate in her early twenties trying to learn the nitty-gritty from the legal eagle Sameer. 

‘Yes come in’, says Sameer dryly.

Kyra comes inside managing the papers she is holding. With her throbbing heart, she glances at Sameer through the opening in the upper side of her spectacles. Sameer’s boyish and pleasant smile always casts a spell over her. 

Sameer became her crush since the day she was interviewed by him for an internship.

Kyra recalled that day of last year. She had come nervously for an interview recalling all legal provisions which she had mugged up in college classes. She was so nervous that every second she was tucking the strands of hair back to her ear.

Engrossed in her thoughts and in awe of unexpected lavish farmhouse of Sameer she did not notice the unleveled floor of the office from that of entrance and stumbled to the front side. Luckily, Sameer was standing at the door so she fell over him. Feeling of his masculine chest and strong tight biceps pressed against her soft breasts immediately sparked the cupid in her. A feeling of want and to be loved took over her heart and brain.

Being a thorough professional, Sameer got away from her apologizing. The sophistication in which he apologized killed Kyra completely. She became more conscious of debating internally whether to ask for a dinner out or to focus on the interview.

Sameer wakes her up from the dreams:

“Yes, Kyra Any urgent matter.”

Kyra - Sir, Mrs. Singh is here to meet you.

Sameer – Is she the same Mrs. Singh who sought my appointment regarding her billionaire Husband Tarun Singh’s Will execution?

Kyra nods sheepishly trying to hide her blushed face due to inundated romantic feelings for Sameer.

Sameer without looking up asks Kyra to bring her in.

After a few minutes, an attractive woman in her mid-forties wearing tunic top and tight knee-length skirt with stilettoes enters the office. She extends her hand to Sameer. Sameer pleasantly takes her hand in his making her feel comfortable. She sits on the chair opposite to him.

Sameer– Tell me, Mrs. Singh, ‘how can I help you?’

Mrs. Singh – I am the widow of Tarun Singh, the legendary businessman.

Sameer – Is he the same Tarun Singh who owns conglomerates of oil and gas, steel cement factories, airports, shipping lines and all sorts of Industries.

Mrs. Singh proudly announces. ‘Yes, you have got it right.’

Sameer continues. So you are that lucky one whom he married breaking the heart of hundreds of girls who were willing to die for him at the drop of a hat.