White Audi stopped before the reputed corporate office of a top Indian buying house of Garment industry. Watchman Ramesh Gawade smiled looking at the person who got down from the car and ran towards the car to greet and welcome the person.
It was Samrat Chauhan, 5 feet 10-inch tall handsome man, with an attractive clean shaved face, neatly combed and gelled black hair, well-dressed formal attire of three-piece suit in blue stripe white collar shirt, black trousers and blazer, and shining black shoes that suited his charming personality. He had got down from the car and smiled at the watchman who came to greet him, and asked his bag, but as usual Samrat showed his hand denying for that formality with a smile and walked holding his bag towards the entrance.
"Kaise ho Gawde?" (How are you Gawde?) Samrat asked with all the generosity while walking fast in his pace.
"Teek hoon Sir, aap kaise hain?" (Fine sir, how are you?) He replied with a smile walking along with him.
"Dekho, jaise Gaye the waise hi loute hain…" (Look at me, I am the same as I was before going) Smiling he replied and walked inside the office. Smiling Ramesh stood near the entrance waving hand to him.
Samrat came back 15 days later from his official trip to France. When he entered the office everyone who saw him greeted him and welcomed him with a smile. As usual Samrat's smile didn't shrink throughout the way of all the 4 /4 cubic to his cabin.
By keeping his bag on his table, he walked to the chair and closed his eyes, took a deep breath as usual and sat on the chair.He took out his laptop from his bag and checked the mails and called his assistant, Arun inside.
Arun walked inside by taking his permission on the door. He explained to him all the work that was done all these days in his absence. Samrat took the details from him and put the mails to concerned people. His day went with the same old busy schedule of meetings with the CEO for reporting his work done in France. And with his teams to proceed completing the orders that he got.
Night at 8 he left the office, his driver Natha drove the car near the main entrance of the office on time. While in the car he checked his mails again and replied to important emails and forwarded the same to the concerned departments.
The traffic of Mumbai made him reach his flat at 9 in the night. The driver gave him the car key after parking the car and left for the day taking his permission, smiling Samrat wished him good night.
The building watchman stood up and saluted him when he entered the lobby, Samrat as usual with his smiling face waved his hand to him and went towards the lift and pressed the button of 18th floor, in that 27 storey building.
Opening the door, he entered inside his posh lavish flat which had all the expensive luxurious interiors inside. Maid Seema had prepared his dinner and left in the evening.
He got fresh and went to the kitchen heating his food he served himself and came to the dining table and ate his dinner in a disciplined manner, and kept his plates in the washbasin and cleaned his table.
The entire day he smiles to everyone from a traffic signal vendor to his office CEO, but when he is alone that artificial smile vanishes from his face.
Samrat was a happy person ever since his childhood. He completed his master's degree and served the Indian Navy for 10 years and retired as Commander his age of 35.
5 years back he joined the garment industry, and for the past 3 years, he is working as head of Dept in the reputed Indian Buying house. He often goes abroad for his official trips.
Samrat has been living all alone for years. In the family, he has his elder sister who works as a software engineer in the USA and lives with her husband and son in Texas. His parents expired 8 years back in an accident. His parents were financially well to-do and he had also earned well with his jobs. 2 years back he bought that posh flat in a reputed rich locality of Mumbai from his savings and selling his parents old flat.
He was inherited with a large sum of money from his parents and maternal and paternal grandparents. He belonged to a rich family of Indore, Madhya Pradesh. Although, he and his sister had donated all their ancestral property to the Cow protection organization and Orphans education, as his mother was very much into procuring cows and helping orphans. Whenever his sister visits India, they visit their hometown Indore for a couple of days and do the charity for those organisations and spend time on their ancestral home.
At the age of 40, with his good looks and rich lifestyle, he is still single but happy with his decision of not getting into any relationship, after his heart broken past.
As the years passed, in friends he had no one that closer other than a childhood bestie Aditya (Adi). Aditya is living in Bangalore and comes to Mumbai once in a while and meets Samrat.
Samrat left connections with all his army colleagues and old friends for a reason. He never calls his closed ones. Once in a while, his friend Adi calls him, and his sister calls him during weekends.
His maid Seema comes every morning and cleans the house and cooks for him. Seema has been working for him and his parents for the last 20 years. A loyal trustworthy woman whom he knows from his college time.
After having his dinner, he switched on the television and sat watching the web series of his choice. While watching it, he remembered the social media profile of that series. And without wasting a time, he checked his social media profile which he created a few months ago.
He was not into social media before, but for his nephew he created that profile and chatted with him once a while in that as he liked to chat in social media with his beloved uncle. He had hit a like button of that series profile accidentally and chatted with an unknown person on the same series profile before going to France. He recalled that chat and saw that person was online, and seeing him online, that person sent him "Hi".
Samrat never smiled when he was alone, and seeing that "Hi" a genuine smile appeared on his face.
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