the words that can't be spoken

" Mr sharma, I hope that soon we will make this happen " I said keeping my best business like demure ,trying to keep my exhausted soul in its place. it was a long day. I had three meetings scheduled back to back without a break. I was giving my best to make good deals as much as possible.Perfect by pink was blasting in the car. It couldn't help me sway my mood. The traffic in M city is so much that it took me hours to reach at home.when I reached the home Barkha was lying on the sofa like a corpse.Her face was blotchy, eyes swollen, red nose due to viral infection. Her body was on fire. she had been in the same state since last 4 days her condition is better but doctor has suggested her to take more rest. she is struggling to grab herself a good position in the respected newspaper. she is an aspiring editor. "How irresponsible I can be... why I have to fall ill now.. noo.. I can't just let go of this opportunity.. I have to do something... god please help me... ahaaaaa... " she said, with all her power cursing herself again and again. "Are you done!? " Rave shouted showing from kitchen with the ginger and turmeric syrup and many more ingredients in it. God knows what she make, but it is useful, it is effective even though we all hate it too much but it cures our viral effectively. "no u won't understand my pain Rave. it is such a big opportunity for me. you won't ever understand this.... because u don't have to do this... u don't have to be on your toes all the time because you are safe.... you don't work for anyone... you will never understand this.. " Barkha said as if she is a victim. Rave is professional photographer who owns a studio in both city M and D .she has earned herself a name. She belongs from a wealthy family, so she didn't have to work very hard to start a set up. "What do you mean by that? I also work hard.. How can you say that Barkha.. I have worked pretty hard for this... "Rave is now fuming with anger. I knew that it is not going to end. so, I took a break, entered to my so called room and changed into comfy clothes . soon I dispose my clothes into the washing bucket. as I entered the drawing room they are still on it. I take a place on the edge of the other sofa and put on my headphones. Enchanted by Taylor Swift was blasting in my ears. I switched on my Mac and started working for the next project., analysing reports, checking ppts and soon it starts pouring. everything became calm, the scorching sun hid behind the clouds. the atmosphere became cool and calm and so my mood. it was my last day in city M. I have accomplished my mission what I came for and soon I will be heading back to City D "Saanjh will go in your place... " Rave said, suddenly intervening my thoughts. I looked at both of them blankly not able to understand what they said. "yes, she will go.. it will work "Barkha exclaimed. " she is perfect." "better than you! " Barkha said to Rave, mocking her, Rave reflected the same emotion as hers.