It was a Saturday, a normal day-off for everybody else that she had gone to the office with the dying hope of her project meeting its deadline, that they actually met. Both have been working in the same offices for quite some time, more like a couple of years, even sitting in the adjacent cubicles but they had barely interacted; except from the occasional hi’s and the good mornings’. There was always a reluctance, a sheer hesitation in his eyes even when they would rise in order to wish her the same. To everybody, he was just another workaholic who would move out of his cubicle, make a beeline to the pantry, take coffee, and make another beeline back to his place. So, that day, just for company’s sake over lunch, she asked Vishal to join her. And since then, everything had started falling out of place. She had expected it to be a sour company, a dull conversation if at-all. Out of courtesy,they offered each other, Vidya offering him her self-made matar-paneer an...
Intense. Here's hoping the phoenix plan works out.
ReplyDeleteThat's the hope ... Thanks for reading :)
DeleteOh dear. Betting it all on a rebirth that may or may not happen. Sounds like this person is in a desperate situation. So sad. Thanks for linking up. Don't forget to vote!! And if you haven't already, please email us your address if you'd like to participate in our ornament exchange!
ReplyDeleteThanks Trifecta !
DeleteI wonder what drove her to such desperate measures.
ReplyDeleteYea ... circumstances can be cruel ! Thanks for stopping by :)
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