Sunday, April 18, 2010

Blessing in Disguise

For the third time in the last five minutes, Kunal checked the time in his watch. Wondering how slowly the time passes when you are waiting for someone, he started pondering over the incidents of the last few days. Seven days ago, if someone would have told him that he will be given such a big opportunity in his life, he would have laughed it off. The truth was that nobody thought he is any good at anything at all. Except for asking about the reviews about any new movies, or for getting downloaded any new songs for anyone. His father had told him a number of times that he was a good-for-nothing soul.
“Look at his age Preeti; it has already been three years since he finished his graduation. He hasn’t stuck with a job for more than two months. Forget about others’ offices he could not work at our own office as well.” His father blasted some months ago to his mother, when he stopped coming to his office all of a sudden.
But he did not answer him anything. In fact he did not answer anybody whenever he was being criticized. Sometimes he thought he is not answering himself as well. He wanted to answer every one of them that he wanted to do his things. But what were his things? The main problem was that he was yet to find an answer to it, till a week ago.
“I think the meeting went just fine. Then why is Mr. Mehra is taking so much of time?” He asked himself. He wanted to go rush in to his cabin and ask what the matter is. Then he resisted himself thinking it would not be a prudent thing to do.
“Mr. Kunal, Mr. Mehra will see you now. You can go inside his cabin”, said the receptionist bringing an end to his impatience. He, however, was stuck with a new emotion: anxiety. He could feel the butterflies in his stomach. Gathering himself he proceeded to Mr. Mehra’s cabin.
“May I come in sir?” He entered asking. “Please Kunal, do have a seat and please do me a favour, call me Akhilesh. This sir tag does not go with my age.”
“Thanks sir, err... Akhilesh!” said Kunal smiling nervously. He sat on the chair directed by Mr. Mehra, still unsure how to start the talking. When he could not come up with any idea, he just waited for Mr. Mehra to start.
Mr. Mehra studied the file in front of him carefully without saying or giving any expression. This made Kunal all the more nervous. It looked like Mr. Mehra is taking an eternity to come to the point.
Finally he looked up and said, “Kunal, it seems that you are too inexperienced for this whole work. In fact, your past jobs have shown that you are not able to retain for any longer than two months.”
Kunal dreaded this would come. He took a proud of himself on being able to do what he wants. But today, he hated it as he could sense the opportunity slipping away. He gathered all the courage he had and said, “But sir, I mean Akhilesh, you mentioned this is not a job. This is more of entrepreneurship.”
Mr. Mehra took a moment to consider what Kunal had said then spoke, “You are right, but you see, we need someone who can work for longer time. We want stability as well. You might not earn substantial in the earlier months. However, the income is sure to come with smart work in the following months.”
Kunal was dismayed at hearing this. He cleared his throat and said, “Akhilesh, all the jobs I have done is about selling some stupid things or answering some silly queries over the phone. In fact, I left my father’s business because I did not like to work on those noisy workshops as well. Speaking about your work; this is all I like. I like it to be working for myself, on the things I like. So please give me one chance, I promise I would not fail.”
Mr. Mehra replied with sympathy, “See here Kunal, I really appreciate your eagerness to work for us. But at the same time, I do have a board to convince. You see a lot is at stake.”
“Sir, if I could do it by any other means, it would be great for me.” Kunal was now pleading.
Mr. Mehra sank deeply in his chair thinking deeply and said, “Well there could be one way actually, but you will have to co-operate with me. If I can show some monetary security in the contract with you, I may be able to convince the board.”
“What kind of security, sir?”
“Well if you can deposit one lakh rupees as a refundable security deposit with us, I can convince the board about your case. This money won’t go anywhere and as soon as you finish one year of working with us, you can get the money back. This will also give you some motivation to work harder as stakes will be higher for you as well.” Mr. Mehra waited for Kunal’s reaction.
This made Kunal think as he was planning not to tell his father anything about it at all. He wanted to surprise them that he could do anything worth by showing the earnings he was to make. Judging by his response, Mr. Mehra pressed on,
“I can stretch up to this point only. Now onus is entirely on you. If you tell me I can proceed for the documentation.”
That night Kunal could not sleep at all. He kept juxtaposing the scenarios if he would ask his father for help or he would just forget all about the offer. At last, he came up with conclusion that there was nothing wrong in trying to ask father about the money. As he already did not have any reputation to lose. If his father says no, well, then also he would do the same thing if he would have done otherwise. Nothing at all!
He gathered courage and faced his father when he had returned from the morning walk.
“Dad, I need to talk with you. Can you spare some time?”
“Oh of course, his highness, I have all the time in the world for my Royal son! Tell me which girl you want to marry?” His father had gone very sarcastic with him in the past few days.
“At least listen to him Na, you never give him a chance.” His mother took his son’s side.
“How many more chances you need? Sahab-jada has already left five jobs if you don’t count our own business. Bolo beta, what you want now?” His father retorted bitterly.
“Please dad! Just for once listen to me. I know I have been irresponsible all the while and not been the best son. But I could not find the thing what I look to do. Finally I have something that I like to do but I need your support for that.” Kunal said with a hint of tears in his eyes.
“What kind of support? And what is that you intend to do anyway?” His father was softened a bit hoping that his son was up to something worthwhile.
“I have come across an IT company with which I can work on contract basis. I would be doing some of their basic online work and get paid according to the work I do.” Kunal waited for the reaction from his father. His father nodded so he continued; “Only hurdle is that they want a security deposit from me for one year. They want the deposit because I am inexperienced and they need people who stays longer with them.”
“I told you the habit of changing the jobs will be a hurdle for you one day. How much money they want anyway?” His father was so angry with him that he did not miss a single opportunity to sting him with his taunts.
Kunal replied in a small voice, “One lakh rupees.”
“One lakh rupees! What if you stop working for them in a year or they throw you out?” asked his father.
“Dad, I promise I would not leave them. And the work is such that I am really confident they will not throw me away. Please give me one chance. If I fail, I will return to your business the next day. I am also tired of not being able to find what to do!” Kunal said desperately.
His father was still a little sceptic but he said, “Thik hai beta! As such I have spent so much behind you, take this much more. But this is the last time I am doing something. Don’t come to me after this.”
Four Months Later-
“Kunal, come out of your room beta. There are two gentlemen looking for you.” Kunal’s mother shouted from the leaving room.
“Yes?” inquired Kunal on seeing some unfamiliar faces.
“Mr. Kunal Joshi? I am Zala and this is my colleague Dave from NASSCOM. You will have to accompany us to our office. You are required to be detained for an inquiry in cyber crime case” said one of the gentlemen with authority.
“What cyber crime? I am not involved in anything like that.” Kunal answered in a shaking voice.
“Mr. Kunal if you do not come with us now, we will have to come with the police with an arrest warrant. We are only taking you with us for investigation and it won’t take long.” The other officer tried to explain Kunal.
“Where are you taking my son?” Her mother asked fearing there is something wrong going on.
“Mom, do not worry about me. Let me see what it is all about. I will be back as soon as I can. Chalo, officers.” Kunal was a little worried but he assured his mother.
***
“So you are saying that you were working for some company which does not exist and that company was responsible for all the frauds, not you.” Officer Zala asked Kunal.
“Mr. Zala, I can also show the contract between the company and me. I cannot understand where Mr. Akhilesh Mehra is. He is out of station but He was to return three days back.” Kunal was trying to explain him once again.
“Kunal you might be telling the truth as we have seven to eight individuals like you accused for the same crime individually and all claiming to be working for the same company. But the matter is that no such company has ever been existed. Secondly, the work you do is from your own place, under your own name. This might be an organized fraud but that is not our job to check. We are here only to verify whether you were engaged in any cyber crime or not and it seems that you were. As far as the fraud is concerned, CBI would be looking after it.” Mr. Zala explained it at length to Kunal.
“But sir, I still do not know that I was doing any crime. I was merely doing my job and I was to get paid for it. In fact, I have not recovered the one lakh deposit that I had paid. I have lost my time, money and now I am being charged as well.” Kunal was almost broken to tears.
“I will be careful about it in my report. But till then you are advised not to leave this city. You are free to go home but you shall have to report your attendance to us on daily basis.” Mr. Dave spoke for the first time during the investigation.
Back at home Kunal was sobbing silently in his room when his father entered. He silently put his hand on his son’s shoulder saying, “Beta don’t worry I am talking to lawyers I know. You will be acquitted.”
“Dad, I am not worried about the case. I know about my innocence. What puzzles me is that for the first time in my life I was enjoying to work and now I can’t do that as well.”
“It pains me a lot that what I could not find in all these years, that fraud could find it in minutes; your interest. You are interested in doing something on your own in IT. Then be it. Don’t worry about investment. I will give you money and some of it we can taken loan. But you should do what you like my son.”  
And so, Kunal started his own business. Kunal and other accused people were acquitted as Mr. Akhilesh Fraud Mehra was caught from a city of south India. Kunal could never get his money back from him but he and his father were now at peace. This was a blessing in disguise.
***

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

A Perfect Bond


I was this close to her. I could really count the moles on her face. I could really blow away the stray pupil hair from her face. My hands were wrapped around her. Her eyes were closed; lips apart. I could not help but meeting mine with her. The street lights were shining like moonlight on us and at that moment I caught a tear rolling on her cheek.
"Please don't leave me, Arush!" said she. I smiled at her and pin her head to my chest and said, "Of course not. Only a fool can do that, and I am not. Actually I am crazy, about you!"
She blushed but faked anger, "At least change the line. It sounds like a seventy's hero is telling his soul mate."
"Exactly my point about your line earlier", I added jokingly. She punched my stomach in response. My fake pain was overlooked by her as she noticed the time in her wristwatch.
"Oh my God, it's nine already. I still have to pack my stuff and my flight leaves early in the morning. I think we should go." She said parting from me.
I sighed and reluctantly parted from her after giving a kiss on her cheek. She climbed behind me on my bike and we started for her home. We were debating what should be the name of our home once she finishes her post-graduation and we get married.
In fact, her father even asked me if we would like to get married before Anushka leaves for Delhi for her PG. I had to explain to him that I have just completed my MBA and I need at least two years to settle down in my career. By that time, she will also be finishing her PG. So we can get married as soon as she finishes her studies. But the worried father wanted to wed-lock her daughter sooner. So we got engaged the last month.
Our engagement day was a mixed day for Anushka. As her mother did not come at first for the function and when she did come, she was all too grumpy and ended up fighting with her ex-husband. Anushka's mother is divorced and re-married to a well-known IAS officer. Their affair was the talk of the town as Anushka's father was a business man and the courtroom had witnessed the fight for Anushka's custody. Anushka was about ten years old then.
Her background has made Anushka a humble and hard-working girl. She grew up too fast for her age but she was also very afraid of relationships. In fact, I was her first ever boy-friend when she was about twenty-two and that too after I knew her for almost four years. I was in love with her the moment I saw her. But I was too young to notice that I was in love. I had a couple of passing affairs when I was in college. The last one was particularly nasty when I was dumped by the girl (Jassica) because someone else had proposed her and he was more good-looking and wealthier than me. I was broken when this happened. Anushka was the only friend who supported me in that tough time and it was game-set-match for me.
However, things were not easy for me with Anushka as well. She was the best friend I ever had. I was her only friend. Still, she kept a distance from me. A wall stood between us regardless of how many hours a day I spent talking with her. I soon realized the reason for that wall. I started breaking into it. Exactly six months ago, more than a year after I proposed to her, she confessed her feelings to me. My mom already knew enough to conclude that I loved Anushka. She and my dad already approved my choice. Next month I got a call from her father asking to meet him.
"Arush, I hope you know what you are playing at. I don't want any messing around with my daughter." He said sipping the tea from his cup.
I was getting cold perspiration. "There is some misunderstanding in what you are saying uncle."
"So is my daughter lying? Or are you a coward to admit it?" He barked.
I was totally shocked hearing this. Anushka told her dad! I don't even know that. I gathered some courage and said, "Uncle, Anushka told you!"
"Yes she did, when I asked. Now tell me what your plans are."
"Uncle, I intend to marry her if you give the permission. Though I need some time to stabilize my career, I think I would be able to marry her in two years." Then I hastily added, "With your blessings, of course."
Suddenly he smiled at me and said, "You are a fine guy. I have nothing against you. I just want to make sure that you don't play with daughter's feelings."
"I suggest you to meet my parents, uncle; for they already know. They would be glad to meet you."
Later that evening when I met Anushka, she was all too ecstatic and hugged me in front of hundreds of watching people. "Thanks, Arush for being true to my trust."
"You should have told me. I was like getting a heart-attack there and then." I gently parted with her.
She smiled guiltily at me and said, "Well it was papa's idea. He approved of you immediately but asked me not to tell you. I bet he wanted to surprise you."
"Well he did. Anyways, let's hope he has no surprises for my parents." She punched me as I said this. I loved when she punched me because of fake anger. I keep on finding the reason so that I can keep on getting those punches.
Things moved so fast that before I could realize anything, I was engaged and my fiancée was going to Delhi to do her PG from NIFT. I was really worried what will I do for the next two years without her. But there was a consolation as I was also starting a new job, maybe I would be able to concentrate better.
***
There was something wrong with the day. First I woke up rather badly with some horrible dream. I already felt some head-ache and I realized I could be late for the office. When I was finally ready, my car's tire was flat. I had to catch an auto to the workplace. I was already a little late, missed my breakfast and as soon as I was logging on to my laptop, Samir calls me for an urgent meeting.
When I entered the meeting room, my boss (Head of BD), head of corporate communication and the head of HR. Me and Samir soon came to know the reason for the urgency. One of the major clients of our company is facing problem as its promoter has committed a great fraud. The news broke a few minutes ago. We were called in to prepare the details of the total business we are doing at present, we did in the past and the orders we had with them in the coming years. All the details they wanted within an hour. They also wanted all the teams to stop working for the projects of this client with immediate effect. My two team members had to be called back from the client-site because of that. Already feeling dizzy, I started working. I saw an email from Anushka popping up with "Sorry" as a subject line but ignored it as I had a lot to do.
After the lunch, when I was finally free for a while, I read the email. I nearly fainted reading it.
"Dear Arush,
I don't know whether I will ever be able to face you after what I did a week ago. After our farewell party, I went on the drive with Ajinkya. I do not know why I agreed to go with him but I guess he requested me and I was a bit bored and so I agreed. He pulled over the car after a while. We were talking mostly un-important stuff and suddenly we kissed each other. It was not one of the tender kiss of love. It was a passionate kiss of hunger. We went to all limits and so now I am not a virgin anymore. I am ashamed to tell you this.
I still love you, but I cannot expect anything from you. Even if you accept me with my fault, I will be drowned in self-pity forever. I request you to call of this wedding and do the justice to me.
Once yours,
Anushka."
I went out of the office, I wanted to do something. I saw the tea & cigarette shop. I smoked two cigarettes back-to-back, although I don't usually smoke.
"Hey AP, where were you man? MK is looking for you like mad. Come on let's go, we have a lot to do." Samir had emerged from somewhere. Rest of my day went too busy in the work. Finally when she called in the night, I told her I needed some time to digest & think about it. I also asked her not to take any decisions on my behalf.
***
"Why do I end up apologizing even when you were at fault?"
"Because you over-react", she said laughing smugly. "That is understandable because I rarely do what hurts you."
"You are so caring, that is why I chose you." I pulled her closer. She jerked away smiling and saying "Liar!"
***
She never had to apologize to me. Unlike me, I was always short of her standards by some means or the other. I used word "Sorry" at least once a day. She never had to say that. I complain that all the time. Now when she really said sorry, she does not want me to forgive her. She has not left any choice for me. It is like walking to you and saying, "Hey, I did something wrong so I am sorry, but don't forgive me & please leave me."
What if I don't want to leave her? What if I want to forgive her? Should not she leave this to me instead?
I called her and asked her if she had any feeling whatsoever for Ajinkya. She was sobbing while answering but denied it. I asked her to finish her last exam and come back wearing the ring. I told her that I have not decided anything yet but I cannot decide like this either. I need to talk to her.
Next week she came back from Delhi. I went to meet her at her home. When I saw her, she just hugged me and cried. She kept on crying for a while which felt like years to me. I still have that scent of her hairs in my mind when I think about that moment. I let go of her and sat with her.
No words were exchanged between us. Ajinkya was her past and was never discussed again. We got married after three months.
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"All the characters, places and incidents in the story are the work of fiction and any resemblance with the real life is a sheer co-incidence."
-Manas Nanavaty