He took his neatly pressed and preserved pure white shirt that he had chosen to wear on this most awaited day and smelled it. It smelled fine and he smiled. This was the sixth interview that he was going for and the one he had all the hopes pinned on. So he kept his most loved shirt for this day. He quickly dressed himself up, got into the auto and was five minutes ahead of the scheduled time. As he was waiting to get the change back from the autodriver, it happened. Splaasssh. In one second it was done and over. His hopes along with the shirt were doused by the browny water from the puddle splashed by the passing Merc. He had no time left to go back and change so he walked ahead and entered the office premises and to his surprise, found the same Merc parked in front of the lobby. He asked the security guard, whose car was it, and the security said, it was the GMs. He smiled and was more confident than ever, as he was to meet the same GM for the interview. #monsoonmusings Kishore
Posted on: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 03:59:26 +0000
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