Sneha entered the office and noted Seema moving around with a sulky expression. She took in a deep breath, and thanked God that Seema never had the guts of messing with her. Most probably because Sneha knew very well the process of handling her. She has long noticed that Sneha had a way of snapping at each and every junior, or soft speaking persons whenever she had some problem in her personal life.
So many times Sneha had to choke an irresistible impulse to give her a piece of mind, but resisted herself because Seema always avoided confronting her. She did not had the guts to show her tantrums to her superiors, it was reserved for person holding similar ranking or juniors.
There was a knock on her cabin door within a few minutes of her entering, after getting her permission four of her junior staffs entered the cabin together. For a second she thought that they have come to complain against Seema and she cursed her in her mind. Because these four young girls have won her wrath ever since their joining the office, they joined under her, they were very sincere and intelligent girls. But they had a very big vice, all four were extremely pretty and immensely popular in the office. So Seema always watched them like a hawk and made it her duty to ruin their days whenever she will see any of them.
The girls were extremely frustrated but could not do any thing because their upbringing did not allowed them to make scenes, even though they knew that they were right and she was absolutely wrong. So they bunched together and used to giggle behind her back.
They beamed at Sneha and announced that they are transferred to the company’s Mumbai branch after promotion. Sneha shaked their hands and wished them luck. Then they asked her permission for a small party on the Saturday for two hours in the evening. They wanted to thank everyone individually and offer some snacks and gifts. Sneha said that she will take care that no problem arises.
The party was held, the girls managed it very well, every one received a gift with one of the girls explaining the reason behind the gift. One by one every one’s name was spelled out but Seema’s. Everyone was sure that they have no gift for her, and every one knew that she deserved that. The way she used to insult those girls even though no one protested but every one hated her for that.
Finally when all the gifts were given away two of the girls left the room, they came back with a huge gift. Then the girl announcing said, “This gift is for the person who all of us will remember for the rest of our life, our very own Miss Bitter Mouth, on our parting day we are gifting you a cauldron of honey with the hope that its sweetness will save the girls who will replace us.”
There was a stunned silence in the room, Seema sat staring at four giggling girls.
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I seem to have missed this story, and I think dear Trisha you have also mentioned it somewhere. Well it is refreshing in the sense that you have pictured some thing every one comes across in life. Envy and causeless hatred. It was pictured well and the revenge of the girls was not bad. I like it. Yet there could be some reason for such behavior too. Bitter experiences in life might be the cause of it. I remember reading a beautiful story by one of our writers.
ReplyDeleteHe was in a bus . There was a fidgety character in the bus who was getting on every ones nerves. He would jump up and demand to know where they were and why the bus is moving slow. What sort of driving is this, would it ever move at all.Did none of them want to reach anywhere, why is the driver laughing and cracking jokes instead of driving? His entire behavior was so shoddy and inappropriate that every one hated him within no time. At last he got down at the "big' place he wanted to go and ran of to a small van which came in just behind the bus. There was very small coffin in it. He put his hands tenderly on it and followed it to a low income house... All those who were till then laughing at his antics, fell terribly silent and were afraid to look each other in face.
My dear Trisha, such is the great power of words. They can sublimate our heart to the level of true awareness.
dear sam,
ReplyDeletethat guy was not hurting anyone else.. he was just frustrated that the bus was not moving.. but i have seen these people too many in number (sadly most of them are women) who firmly believe that they have every right to hurt others if they are feeling miserable....
my problem is with them.
Yes they are like vultures perhaps, surviving on carrion :)
ReplyDeletei have to agree with you.. people who make innocent people miserable without any reason or provocation are necrophiliacs
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