I’m late I’m late I’m so dead today.
I entered the office. It was quiet too big for what I expected that to be. It looked really modern and with high-tech cameras and security block which I had to cross before I finally reached the reception and for some reason I didn’t like this whole place.
The lady in the reception looked sweet. Had enough makeup and looked pretty with it. She must be in her mid thirties. She was wearing an yellow blazer and a white shirt which I assume to be an uniform kind for the receptionist.
“Good morning, how may I help you" asked the sweet lady with a really cute smile. “Hi. I’m Adiya, a new joiny. I was told to meet Mr. Sharma. May I know where can I meet him." I asked in a crisp and excited tone. Of course how won’t I be excited its my first day in office and my first job, after my bakery of course. She was shocked, but why, I don’t know. Do I look weird, but she smiled at me first.
I gave her a grateful smile and headed to the cabin as per her directions. There was a huge black door with a golden knob. With its very first sight I started to feel nervous. I’m actually going to meet my da..boss.
“Come on get in. Are you planning to stay here the whole day"
“ Umm...No, why would I?"
“Then knock the door you fool." Right, I have to knock the door first to get in first.
I knocked the door slightly. I wonder if that man even heard it, but a faint come in comes from inside. I push the door open. The first thing I noticed was that the chair was turned towards the window behind the huge table. The cabin was huge. There was a huge shelf near the glass table, which had so many books. Almost half a library man. There was a set of white plushy sofa, which I felt calling me to sleep on it. But I cant do that, I’m sorry couch. I thought. There was also a glass tea table. There was a coffee mug with streaming coffee in it. Your distracting my mind. I wept internally. Pity me.
I had the habit of laughing at the most serious situation. Here I am, standing in the lion’s den and in the verge of laughing. How stupid I am right? I know I go nuts at times.
“I’m sorry sir?” I repeated. There you go, I received the most unexpected answer from him which boiled my blood. “It’s not new of you. You never value things" he said. I didn’t answer that. “Your today’s work is to get a file from Bandra from a client. The address and details will be sent to you. You may leave now.” He ordered. Did he just tell me to go back in the hot sun to get a file, seriously from Nariman Point to Bandra. It takes minimum 45 minutes man! Is he doing this to punish me for being late. Man, he is acting childish now.
My phone buzzed in my back pocket. When I saw the name on my screen, my eyes welled up. It was my mumma. After that incident mom was not allowed to contact me in any ways. I attended the call before it was too late. “Adiya..”, it was so nice to hear my mumma’s voice after so many days. “Mom..” My voice was cracking. “How are you sweetheart” was the first thing my mumma asked me. I’m not good mom, I feel so bad, I want to hold you tight and cry my heart out. I thought but instead I said “Great mom. Happy as ever" with a huge grin on my face. I could imagine her smiling on the other side. After that we spoke a lot, which seemed too little. Before I could cut the call with a bye, I was literally in air. A huge ear-splitting noise. Before I could figure out the reason for me flying in air like Spiderman and that ear-splitting noise, darkness consumed me.
In the dark tunnel I live!