He started flipping through pages. Having analyzed it for a little period he said, “For me your port is okay but Rashi finalizes the model. So only she will tell you if you are finalized.”
“Okay. Umm……so am I supposed to wait for her or…” I said
“Wait. I talk to her,” He dialed her number. While he was on the phone, I had a close look of different catalogues kept in a showcase to analyze the male models in them.
“Vibhu,” He called me.
“Yes sir,” I turned back moving towards him.
“Rashi wants to talk to you,” he handed me the cell phone. I hesitated but had to take the call.
“Hello,” I said.
“Hi, it's Rashi,” said a beautiful voice from the other end.
“Hi ma'am, how are you?”
“Ma'am?.....don't be formal, Vibhu,” She seemed pretty energetic while I was kind of nervous.
“Okay Rashi. How are you?” I said trying to put the same energy she had.
“Now that sounds good! I am fine” she paused, “Vibhu, the thing is I can't come to office today to finalize you.”
“So tell me when we can meet next, then.”
“I am too busy these days. No idea about when I can meet you,” she paused, “Hey, can you do one thing?”
“Come to Shivaji Park. It's just 20 minutes ride from our office. I will meet you there.”
“Okay. I am coming. Where exactly will you meet?” I asked.
“Call me once you reach the Bus-stop. I'll come there.”
“See you then,” She said hanging up the phone.
I gave the cell phone back to Mr. Kumar.
“She wants to meet me at Shivaji Park,” I told this to him being fully aware that he knew it as he was already listening the conversation I was having with her daughter.
“Your chances are very bright,” he said standing from his chair.
“As in,” I asked as I could not get what he meant.
“She generally keeps delaying meeting with models otherwise,” He came near me, “All the best young man.”
“Thanks sir. So shall I leave?” I said putting my port into my bag.
“Yes. Sure,” He said as I came out of his office.
Reaching on the road, I caught the bus to Shivaji Park. I asked my fellow passenger to let me know when Shivaji Park came, as I didn't have much idea about places in Mumbai.
“Next stop is yours,” he alerted me just a stop before my stop.
“Thanks. I will get off,” I said. In a minute, my stop came. I got off the bus and stood at one side of the road.
I dialed her number.
“You reached,” she picked up the call.