The workaholic
The mobile phone shrieked at 8 AM. On a usual Sunday morning Arjun wouldn't have even opened his eyes before 11 AM. But this sunday was turning out to be a nightmare. Oh...sorry...for beginners...Arjun works with a reputed IT firm and is as in most cases is not satisfied with his job.
As most of the young, enthusiastic s/w professionals Arjun is a workaholic, insomniac worker for whom the time in the clock mattered as much as consistent performance to the Indian cricket team. He had returned home late last night after finishing delivery of a module and had now got a call from his colleague who asked him to report to the office soon. The delivery had screwed up and the onsite folks had now pulled the sky down to the earth. Added to it there was an important meeting with his boss.
Boss. That word sends spill down his spine because his boss is such a terror. Diplomatically put he is a walking dynamite and indecently a pain in the ass. Arjun kicks his 150 CC black Pulsar which grunts to prove that it indeed is "definitely male". As he drives it past the adayar bridge he fears he might miss the briefing session and kicks it to 80s and rushes to his office. He's abominably late even after all the Valentino Rossi antics on his bike. Damn Chennai...it is even crowded on sundays.
Surprisingly the office parking lot is less crowded. Oh...it is Sunday. That thought just increases his hatred level towards his boss. He keeps ranting about his boss "Hell with him , let him rot in hell."
"Will he rot in hell??". Its his conscience speaking.
"No i can secretly hear god and devil arguing 'Take him. He is yours'" ."
And he attempts to crack a smile at his silly joke amidst frustration, but curses his boss for letting him talk all alone all the way to the office.
Thoughts and hatred aside he flashes his employee card to the sorry looking security at the entrance and puffs and pants to his floor just in time. He meets his colleague who looks tensed & gives a everything-is-over look and asks him to enter the meeting hall. Devastated he opens the door and enters the meeting hall as if he were entering a lions den. He looks at his colleagues who eye him a despicable how-can-you-do-this look.
A second later his colleagues join together and shout at the top of their top of voice "April fool". Left without any choice Arjun laughs.
PS: This is my first attempt at story writing!!
As most of the young, enthusiastic s/w professionals Arjun is a workaholic, insomniac worker for whom the time in the clock mattered as much as consistent performance to the Indian cricket team. He had returned home late last night after finishing delivery of a module and had now got a call from his colleague who asked him to report to the office soon. The delivery had screwed up and the onsite folks had now pulled the sky down to the earth. Added to it there was an important meeting with his boss.
Boss. That word sends spill down his spine because his boss is such a terror. Diplomatically put he is a walking dynamite and indecently a pain in the ass. Arjun kicks his 150 CC black Pulsar which grunts to prove that it indeed is "definitely male". As he drives it past the adayar bridge he fears he might miss the briefing session and kicks it to 80s and rushes to his office. He's abominably late even after all the Valentino Rossi antics on his bike. Damn Chennai...it is even crowded on sundays.
Surprisingly the office parking lot is less crowded. Oh...it is Sunday. That thought just increases his hatred level towards his boss. He keeps ranting about his boss "Hell with him , let him rot in hell."
"Will he rot in hell??". Its his conscience speaking.
"No i can secretly hear god and devil arguing 'Take him. He is yours'" ."
And he attempts to crack a smile at his silly joke amidst frustration, but curses his boss for letting him talk all alone all the way to the office.
Thoughts and hatred aside he flashes his employee card to the sorry looking security at the entrance and puffs and pants to his floor just in time. He meets his colleague who looks tensed & gives a everything-is-over look and asks him to enter the meeting hall. Devastated he opens the door and enters the meeting hall as if he were entering a lions den. He looks at his colleagues who eye him a despicable how-can-you-do-this look.
A second later his colleagues join together and shout at the top of their top of voice "April fool". Left without any choice Arjun laughs.
PS: This is my first attempt at story writing!!
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posted by Hell's Angel at 10:57 AM
11 Comments:
Good one :-)
Nice twist in the end! ;)
Hey Happy Fool's Day to you! You have chosen the right day to post your first story ;)
Hey it was really good.. :)
happy fool's day :D
good work, thank you.
have a good week
that was really good... Hoping to see more such stories from u.... and i believe that the declaration of u writing stories is not yet another April 1st prank on us :-D
aaga ....
make way for neo shakespeare :-P
but jokes apart, gr8 going babe!!!
Geeb idd Ubbb!!!
quite good for a debut attempt...
gud one :-) but I kinda guessed it half way through!!
vivek -> thanks a ton!!
aparna, mathangi, david -> thank u..
ksr -> thank u.. its not a prank.. will try my level best to write in future.. :-)
Trinity teal -> danke!!
ganesh -> thanks a lot 4 the word of appreciation.. will try more in future..
kutti -> thanks a lot
Really Nice!!!
hey tat was a nice one.. how i wish even i was fooled at such circumstances..:))
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