Abir

Amrita was a typical Bengali girl, too soft to handle the rough and tear of the office world. Her first office was extremely good, but she had to change job for relocation. And the next job she joined, even though better paying was simply ordered from hell. It was one of those offices where every one was shouting at every one, every one trying to paint others black and themselves white, tamper others projects, for better perk and so on. It became daily routine for Amrita to cry her head off atleast once. Not because her way of working was immatured, but because she was completely incapable of handling the politics. She started to become so depressed that she decided about leaving the job and join elsewhere.

The next job she joined was not of such high profile, but the environment was completely under the control of the proprietor. He was a very just man, very soft speaking and kind. He did not looked much older than Amrita but his strong personality compensated for his lack of years.

The more Amrita saw him the more she became his fan. He never raised his voice, he never spoke to her harshly, even though every day he used to find out couple of dozen mistakes in her work, because he was extremely perfectionist and Amrita was learning the work.

A few months passed away like dream, then all of a sudden Amrita noticed that other staffs were becoming jealous of her, they used to complain to Abir about her, Abir never told her any thing. Then one day, one of her colleagues tipped her that Abir is very angry at her about some mistakes she has made in the log book.

When she sat down to the desk all of a sudden she noticed Abir’s peon standing behind her, when she asked him what he wants, he said Abir has told him to supervise when she is writing the log book, she was shell shocked, because that peon has not even completed his class eight studies. She thought that he wants her out of the office. She went back to her home and cried for a few hours and then started to look for job. She soon got one and changed. At the time of leaving she only told Abir that her new office was giving her better benefit, she did not told him the truth because she did not wanted to hurt the person who has given her so much happiness.

One day while she was returning from office she bumped into one of her colleagues, who told her that abir was hospitalized, he had an cardiac arrest and a lot more problems, after that he has been hospitalized. She felt like crest fallen. All of a sudden she realized that the feeling which she used to think respect was actually love. She was from a lower middle class family, and Abir was very rich. So like any intelligent girl she did not expressed any thing from outside but for the next three months every day, she used to go to Abir’s office after her office and help the staffs to run the office properly.

All of a sudden one day Abir called her, and offered her some compensation for all the help she has done, she politely refused, but Abir kept on insisting. Finally she requested him to donate the money to some charitable organization and bade him good bye for the second time, this time from heart.