He couldn't sleep through the night. He turned several times, counted hundred from backward, sat up and tried to meditate, yet had no effect on his insomnia. He was not an insomniac; rather, far from it he could sleep instantly, like babies. Since two days, that is, since His boss Mr.Pramod called to announce his visit; he right away lost his peace. The tiredness of sleeplessness didn't have much effect on the first day, conversely on the second day it started showing its signs. He irritably got up to silence the ringing alarm, frowning at it, his most angry face yet. It fell from the computer table next to his bed and broke into several pieces. He got up and sat on his bed, moved his hands over his head and sat with his face covered, in total despair. He soon started to get a headache.
The ordeal continued till four, by this time he had started getting a strong headache. He yearned for a strong cup of coffee and hoped the man too would have similar craving for the caffeinated brew. He had started to feel indifferent to all the screams and lecture he was subjected to, but Mr.Pramod decided to continue and continued till four thirty, just half hour to go until his time to check-in for his six thirty return flight.
He looked at Mr.Pramod, stared deep into that blood shot eyes and froze.
It was partly a rush of adrenaline and partly yearlong, profound frustrations that he exploded.
"Mr.Pramod, I don't care if I lose my job, but I am sorry to say that you are the biggest mistake I too have done in my life. I wouldn't have listened to your saccharine words and joined this company, to listen to all the garbage I have been taking all this while. You are a pain in my butt, I tell you, you are a big time loser. You are a real big a$$h0?e I have come across and I say it plain on your face. You tell me you are the friendliest GM there ever is on this planet, but I tell you, you are anything but friendly, you are the broodiest man I have known. What have you done in this company; take away all the credit what people like me and junior manager’s toil all the while? If I were to have my way, I would have got you sacked a very long time back. Do you think all this nonsense you have been saying to all the twenty or odd junior managers, that they take it from you? They care a damn about you, Mr.Pramod, a damn."
Mr.Pramod too looked plain, expressionless. He sat on the nearby chair and looked at the ceiling, as if in some deep thought. He stood up and walked towards the toilet. He came back after what looked like a long time and walked towards his handbag, lifted it and walked towards the entrance door. He waved at the secretary and left.
He decided to call Mr.Kunal to hear the news. Two rings and then three before he picked his call.
"Hello, hi Samir? I had called, sorry, you were sleeping? Congrats man, your presentation has been viewed by MD and Mr.Pramod has recommended your name for the next week's meeting at Basel, Hey, congrats and prepare for your Switzerland trip." He was giggling non-stop. "It seems, Mr.Pramod liked it very much and is quite pleased with your efforts. Congrats man, what magic did you do on him, aah?"
It took few seconds before the laptop came to life and he opened his MS outlook express. Several unread mails- he stopped at the mail of Mr.Pramod and opened it. He froze in shock as he read. It read:
Tomorrow will be my last working day with CFM Group after more than 19 years.
I am sure you will find this a shocking news, so early in the morning, but I have had certain personal obligation which has resulted in this abrupt decision.
I would like to take this opportunity to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart for your invaluable support and contribution to myself, my team and CFM Group.
Please bear with me for not being able to meet each one of you personally and convey the above in person.
I wish and hope that you will ensure to stay focused, motivated and last but not the least happy (& healthy) in your personal and professional lives.
If you wish to keep in touch with me, I can be contacted on firstname.lastname@example.org
Thanking you once again and wishing you continued success.
General Manager, CFM Group.
He wasn’t sure if he should be happy or sad. He dialed a number and spoke, “hi, Babu, Hey, send me one bottle of Smirnoff and one bottle of black label. Deliver by six, at my office.”He stared at the laptop. He wondered if he should celebrate, he was quite ambivalent.
Disclaimer: Above Mentioned is a true incident and is autobiographical, though the names are changed and made into a short story. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely intentional.