![]() Savita was hearing it half-heartedly with a certain grin on her face. He started teaching her business and finance. “What?” He couldn’t believe Savita was turning away easy money. “I am turning customers away as it is.”īefore she could finish, Ashoks face turned to a look of pure shock. “More?”, Savita’s face turned to a face of bafflement as she finished signing the document. “We need a strategy to attract even more customers.” Ashok continued as he showed Savita to sign on the Income Tax form. “How are you pulling this much money?”, he finally said. Savita sat straight right up, she was worried what he was going to say. “Savita”, Ashok called in a short and surprised voice holding up the papers. Her lively eyes were surrounded by dark circles from the less sleep she has been having from the day she started the tiffin service. She had exhausted the last bit of energy working her ass off from the morning. Savita was distracted and she didnt feel a bit surprised nor interested in the numbers Ashok was checking on. Savita was sitting beside him on a chair which she had pulled from the dining table. ![]() His hand which held the pencil was rubbing his eyebrows as he checked the accounts once again to make sure it isnt a dream. He seemed to be surprised as he checked the accounts of Savita. After some nights, Ashok was busy calculating the accounts of him and Savita to pay the taxes on time. ![]()
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