I hate Monday

Whatever the circumstances, if you need my help, I will be there for you. Regardless of whether you asked for it.

"Rachit's point of view,"

Mondays are usually my least favorite day of the week.

I don't know why my irritated alarm wakes me up more on Monday than any other day.

However, today's Monday was unlike any other.

I'm not sure why a needle has been pricking a corner of my heart since I spotted Riya with Harsh at the mall.

Girls are always looking for ways to talk to me, and Riya is the first girl I am eager to speak with.

I know she's happy with Harsh, yet despite knowing everything, I find myself drawn to her.

With Riya's hair open, her face moves in front of my eyes repeatedly.

Even thinking about her kept me awake at night, and I'm the guy who snoozes the alarm on Mondays.

I awoke this morning before the alarm went off.

I know Riya is going to be upset with me for my behavior from yesterday, so before she explodes her fury volcano in front of me, I apologize to her.

I apologized to her and walked over to her cabin.

However, when I noticed that Angad and Shweta were already in her cabin, I returned to mine.

Mr. Dhawan informed me an hour later that Riya had been dismissed from the new project lead position and that Angad would now be in charge.

I tried to learn everything I could from Mr. Dhawan.

He told me that Riya provided the wrong testing report and that when the plant Head inquired who was to blame; she said it was her fault. She put the responsibility squarely on her shoulders, blaming herself for the blunder.

Mr. Dhawan expressed his belief in Riya by saying, "I don't think Riya can be so careless."

"I believe so as well." After listening to Mr. Dhawan, I concurred.

I desired to meet Riya to get a complete truth.

I'm aware of Riya's dedication to her profession.

If she couldn't make such a mistake, why is she blaming herself so much?

I peered into her cabin and saw that it was empty; I explored all the office spaces for her but couldn't find her.

She was nowhere to be found when I went to the testing lab on the manufacturing floor.

When Angad's voice reached my ears, I was about to call her.

"Why are you putting all the blame on yourself, madam? While Shweta is to blame for everything," I came to a halt to hear Angad's voice and listen to his phone conversation.

"Ma'am, are you crying?" he inquired as the call proceeded.

I know Riya has a hard time letting tears fall from her eyes, so there must have been a major issue that caused her to cry on the phone.

I wanted to speak with her, to assure her I was with her and that she need not be concerned.

However, after listening to Angad's phone conversation, I left Riya alone for a while.

I couldn't stop myself from going to her after approximately 2 hours, and there was a small knock on her cabin door.

"Can I come in?" I inquired quietly.

When she noticed me, she stood up and invited me inside.

"Are you okay?" I said as I sat in the empty chair in front of her table.

She nodded her head yes when she heard my query, a fake smile on her face.

But I drew my gaze to her swollen, red eyes.

She doesn't consider me a close friend, so she's unlikely to trust me about her problems.

"Riya, why are you so furious with me? You can't even tell me what's bothering you?" I wanted to ask her a question, but I refrained because of her state.

You have red, puffy eyes and I don't think you're feeling well. I attempted to figure out what was wrong with her.

"Please don't bother me."

"It's not a nice thing to make fun of all things," she yelled angrily.

"Do I appear to be joking?"Listening to her made me sad, but her statements also enraged me.

Why does she do this all the time?

She told Angad everything, and if Harsh had asked the same question instead of me, she would have told Harsh everything, so why isn't she telling me?

"Rachit, please leave."

She wiped tears from her eyes and added, "I don't dare to argue with you."

"Okay, I'll talk to you when you're in the mood to talk," I said, as I stood up from my chair and looked at her before leaving the cabin.

I'm not sure why the tears in her eyes bothered me so much.

I left her cabin and went straight to the testing lab to see Angad.

"What's the matter?" Angad, I demanded.

Angad spilled the whole truth when I asked him once.

I dialed Shweta's number and confirmed what Angad had said. Shweta was initially hesitant to admit her mistake, but once I persuaded her that her work was secure, she did so.

As a result, she accepted responsibility for her mistake.

I am fully aware of the importance of convincing in the marketing profession. I've always persuaded people of the company's or my gain, but now I'm going to use my persuasion skills in front of the plant head to prove someone else's innocence.

Mr. Dhawan and Mr. Poonia were already in the plant head's cabin.

When I got to his cabin, he saw me outside his door and motioned for me to come in without knocking.

When I got inside, I told the plant Head everything that had happened without thinking about it.

It took aback those three people when they heard me speak.

"Riya can't possibly make such a serious blunder, yet she's so engaged with her team that she hasn't given her career a second thought. Something is wrong with this girl; where do you get people to like her nowadays?"

The plant Head stated this powerfully.

"Sir, if you'd like, I may summon Shweta and Angad and have them confess." I eventually said something after seeing the plant head."

Relax, young boy," the plant head said as he motioned for me to take a seat in the empty chair in front of him.

"Could you please call Riya over here, Mr. Dhawan?" In an asking tone, the plant head remarked to Mr. Dhawan.

Mr. Dhawan contacted Riya's cellphone and said, "Absolutely sir."

Riya appeared in the plant head's cabin in no time.

It filled her face with a mixture of bewilderment and amazement.

I stood up from my chair and motioned for her to take a seat on the couch next to me.

Riya was paying attention to the plant head's statements.

"How could you know the truth?" she inquired of the plant manager.

But none of us told Riya about it, and luckily no one pointed at me. Otherwise, Riya's rage would have erupted on me in the plant head's office.

She rose from her seat and expressed her gratitude to the plant head and Mr. Dhawan.

Plant Head pointed towards me and told her she should thank me. I am the one who has told those people the complete truth.

In a low voice, she said thank you to me and tried to maintain a professional demeanor.

Her anger towards me was palpable in her eyes.

What was the point of the plant head mentioning my name?

To prevent Riya's wrath, I'll have to ignore her for a few days.

In every way, I am superior to her.

I am more stubborn than she is.

I'm more enraged than she is and more passionate than she is, yet I'm not sure why I'm terrified of her whims and anger.

Every day, I surrender to her obstinacy and rage.

While kissing her in the car that day, I sensed her intensity.

That gives me the impression that she is not a submissive person.

I'm curious as to the depth of her devotion.

I want to test whether she can kiss me while staring me down as passionately as she does when she is angry with me.

In my heart, I have a lot of feelings for her: caring, attraction, and now lust and a desire to be closer to her.

My luck is also strange; out of so many girls, I only liked one who was already someone else's girlfriend, and I can't make her my own, no matter how much I want to.