While getting back to her little, yet comfy studio apartment; Anvesha was contemplating whether or not she should attend her friend's birthday party. Being the best friends with Nikhil, Anvesha knew he would feel bad in case she doesn't attend the party out of no reason but she was lacking guts to enter the restaurant where she had created a scene some days ago.

Entering her house, the tired Anvesha took out her heals and placed her footwear in the shoe rack and flung her exhausted self on her bed. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm her tired body as she tried to take a decision regarding Nikhil's birthday party. After a while, she stood up to freshen herself. Changing into her teal colored comfortable cotton night dress, Anvesha went into her kitchen o reheat the meal kept in the microwave.

Staying away from her parents, it was really difficult for Anvesha to manage in a metropolitan city all alone. The biggest problem was her love for food. Being an avid fan of the delicious home-cooked meals, it was indeed tough for Anvesha to stay in a paying guest house and stuff herself with the spicy, unhealthy food hence, she had opted for an expensive studio apartment in a gated society with a maid who cooked scrumptious meals for Anvesha. However, on the weekends, the maid did not come and Anvesha had eat the not-so-delicious, simple food cooked by herself. Anvesha's colleagues advised her to save money for her future but she was satisfied by her flourishing career and fat salary. Earning in six figures, Anvesha had no problem in spending some bucks on her cute home and food by her maid along with her usual list of shopping expenditure. She, of course, was not a miser but she managed to ensure she had savings in her bank account at the end of every month.

Reheating the spinach curry and a bowl of rice, Anvesha served herself and began to have her dinner blessing her maid for cooking the mouthwatering version of one of her favorite dishes. Washing her dishes, Anvesha went back to her bedroom. She did not have any work to do tonight but sleep was nowhere.

Checking her phone, she glanced towards an email from an unknown person. As she opened the email and read its contents, Ms. Anvesha Chatterjee was beyond furious at Mr. Haughty Shoes.

The email read,

Dear Madam

I heartily apologize for spamming your email along with making a salty cheesecake on the day you shot for your YouTube channel. I am regretful for the lack of attention on that day as I added salt instead of sugar in the dessert. I know my blunder is beyond contemplation and forgiveness.

However, I would like to draw your attention towards the aftermath of the issue. You did not react while you shot because perhaps, you wanted to prevent the controversy. Being into media and successfully hosting a talk show with one of the leading channels of the nation, I can understand you wanted a picture perfect video for good response. After all, you could fetch nothing by tainting the image of a celebrity chef.

Since your video was a hit, the popularity of the celebrity chef, Mr. Joshi and his restaurant increased manifolds and we can see hoards of visitors gathering at the place every day. A successful man is delighted to enjoy more success.

Madam, I beg to differ, amidst your enjoyment and successes, the only sufferer is me. I know being a chef, it was my duty to ensure that the food served to the visitor is up to the mark and I apologize for creating a blunder. However, my apology is unheard amidst the noise of your success.

My reason for the absentmindedness is not even heard by the celebrity chef.
Actually my mother is a diabetic patient. She went to the temple on that day with her friends wherein she met with a road accident and was hospitalized. She is an important family member to me, I was definitely worried of her health condition. Being on duty, I was planning to prepare the dessert and leave when I made the blunder.

My angry boss did not even listen to my pleas for so many days and today, he passed his verdict of terminating my job. He has also said that I did everything deliberately and he would make sure that my career is ruined.

I know I won't get a job at any reputable place in near future. It is okay for me since someone must suffer for a salty cheesecake lifelong. I, kind of, don't blame you but I wish my boss would have listened to my reasons. I wish I could get another chance. I wish you would have bombarded about the cheesecake in the video because then, I would have justified my punishment after all, my mistake would have tainted the image of my boss's restaurant. All I want to tell is that I did not do it deliberately.

If you are reading this rant, I would like to congratulate you for the success in your YouTube venture. I have sent an email about my reason and apology to my boss too but I know, he would not read it since he prefers not to read the emails.

Thank you

Best regards
Mihir Negi

The email was indeed enough to startle Anvesha. Being a compassionate human, Anvesha could never imagine to bask over her success by crippling the feet of someone else. She was beyond angry with the person who cooked the salty cheesecake, but after reading the email she had received, she realized mistakes do happen.

Anvesha realized the chef who prepared the dessert was indeed, not at fault because he was worried of his loved one who was battling for her life in the hospital while he was preparing the dessert for her. She was beyond angry at Mr. Haughty Shoes as that arrogant man did not pay any heed to his employee's plea. As her mother's face flashed in her mind, the emotional Anvesha made a mental note of helping Mihir at all costs.

Her fingers trembled, as she tried to type a befitting reply however, she finalized a reply,

Hello

Mr. Mihir Negi, I am extremely sorry for the turn of events. I hope your mother is doing fine.

I am sorry for the loss of your job because of me. I will talk to Mr. Joshi at my end for your favor. I promise that I will not let him ruin your career. Either I will try to restore your job or I will make sure you get an equivalent good job through my contacts.

I am sorry for being the troublemaker.

Thanks for reaching out to me.

Regards
Anvesha Chatterjee

Hitting the send button, Anvesha tossed and turned on her bed for whole night. She knew she had promised the man to help him but in reality, she did not have any way to help him. She made a mental note to talk to Mr. Haughty Shoes the next day at her friend Nikhil's birthday party. Depending on the reaction of the arrogant celebrity chef, Mr. Adhyayan Joshi, Anvesha would plan her next step.

Calming her nerves, Anvesha closed her eyes and soon sleep engulfed her taking her away from the turmoil that was going in her life.
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