182 Why make the same mistakes?

Next morning, a phone ring woke up Ira. She had slept late yesterday hence she got irritated and let it ring.When she glanced at Vivan was sleeping peacefully beside her, Ira stretched out to stop the disturbance.

When she reached the phone at the bedside table, the call had ended.

She checked her phone to find many missed calls from her Secretary. Ira called back and asked, "What happened?"

"Ma'am you need to be in the office. There is a morning meeting with Mr Peter?" Her Secretary said in urgency.

Hearing the name Mr. Peter, she dissolved her decision to sleep till noon and got up.

"Wasn't the meeting two days ago?" Sitting up, she rubbed her eyes. It was a deal she had left to Ashay to handle.

"They rejected our offer," Her Secretary said in a low voice.

"Why? I planned everything in detail. It was a good deal." With the phone in hand, she dragged herself to the washroom to get ready.

"Ma'am ... No. The presentation got deleted by Sir. He explained some things but couldn't convince them ... It's better if you meet them once. Mr Peter will be leaving in the noon. He somehow agreed for another meeting."

Ira sighed. The Sir here meant Ashay. Mr Peter was a strict but righteous businessman. Unless Ashay made ablunder cancelling their contract wasn't possible. Her Secretary was smart and capable. It would have been hard work to arrange another meeting.

She hanged the phone and went for a bath.

Vivan woke up to find Ira getting ready in haste. She dashed to find her bag.

"Slow down. What's the hurry?" he asked.

"Few days. Few days I'm not in the office and there's a big problem. I prepared everything for the deal. The man was ready for it long back. Ash just had to go there and take his sign. Why couldn't he even do that?" Ira regretted giving Ashay such an important responsibility.

"Give him time Ira," Vivan said.

"I've been training him for a month and he just doesn't get things." Even though the meeting Ashay messed up was important but her concern was her Company. After all, she planned to leave the reins in Ashay's hands. His incompetence was drowning all her efforts in displaying him as a perfect person for CEO position to the investors.

Ashay's room was so cramped up, just like a teenager's messy room. The bed, study table, bean bag, his guitar,the vast wardrobes and cabinets full of action figures.

In haste, she was wearing her earrings and walking out when she bumped into his beanbag.

"Oh," The earing fell and rolled behind the table. She had to squat to get that.

"Let me come from the meeting, I will skin him alive." Annoyed, she grumbled.

When she sat down her eyes fell on something lying behind the table. It looked as if placed there.

All her resolve broke at the instant she got it out. It was a diary.

"What's that?" Vivan saw her face changed. The storm that was brewing a moment ago completely faded and silence took its place.

She didn't answer. her head was hung low as she turned the pages of the dairy in rush. She stopped and fixedly said at one of the pages.

"Ira?" Vivan called out the flabbergasted woman.

"Viv, Why can't I do anything right? Why do I still fail?" When she looked up her eyes were welled up with tears. Though they didn't dare to fell.

Even after getting another chance she still made the same mistakes.

She sat down on the bed and pressed her hand on her heart to comfort the uneasiness.