He moved from Mumbai to Bangalore with his company. He was joining a global team that did work across the globe and his geographical purview was the whole of the Asia Pacific.
This though did not have any bearing on the fact that he had no place to sit in the offices in Bangalore. "We are 100% occupied", he was told. He was given some space in between sales callers, and collection callers. The din was unbearable. His boss based out of the UK didn't have much sway over the power brokers in Bangalore, and so he was of no use in such a situation.
Out of sheer frustration, he scourged all the floors of the building in search of a place, and eventually found the perfect spot. It was like a cabin, sans a door. It was perfect. And he was given permission to sit there by Mr.AR. Thrilled to have this new perfect seat, he walked in on the Monday. And he walked in into a power struggle. Little did he know that the seat he was graciously offered belong to Ms.KS who had smoke and fire coming out of her nostrils, wondering who this punk was sitting right outside her cabin, in a space that belonged to her. Mr.AR didn't have the authority to grant office space that didn't belong to him.
Poor chap. He studiously avoided Ms.KS eyes through Monday and Tuesday. Sat in his 'perfect' seat with trepidation. Not knowing when he would get thrown out of there.
The office was empty. It was only him in his 'perfect' seat, and Ms. KS in her cabin. She walked out of her cabin, walked upto him, stuck out her hand and said,
"We haven't been formally introduced. I am KS."
He was petrified. He was certain he was going to be asked to not sit at this seat going forward.
With all this running in his head, he managed to mumble his name. Surprisingly she lingered around and asked him what he did and why he moved back to Bangalore. Then the killer blow where she said, she'd want him to move very quickly from that seat since she was looking actively to recruit somebody to her team.
While she was speaking, he had switched off. After the initial apprehension, when he realised that he had to go if he was ejected from that seat, it suddenly dawned on him that she was very nice looking. When the fear left him, he could appreciate the beauty that was in front of him. He noticed a nice smile and amazing skin. He blurted out while she was still speaking.
"Am I allowed one personal comment?"
She went quiet. Her eyes narrowed and she nodded slightly.
He simply said, "You are beautiful".
She blushed. Smiled. Looked everywhere but at him and said,
"You can sit here for as long as you want".