Memoirs of a Workaholic - 2

continued from part 1

“Excuse me Sir..What is your problem?,” The Lead Cabin crew member spoke.

“This is it...Why the hell is she staring at me and wanting to talk to me...” I added.

“Who sir?? We are sorry. Can you please put some light on this matter?,” She continued.

“Well she ..that girl..I don’t know her name..but she is constantly stalking me since I boarded the jet. This is like too much..I hate all this..and my morning has been disastrous.. When I say that I don’t need anything..then I mean each and every word of what I said,” I pointed  towards the flight attender.

“Priya!! ..What is this?,” The lead said to the concerned girl.

“Well See Mr.Singla.. We are here to serve people and thats why our airline pays us..this is our job. Well you’re not the only one whom we are concerned of..There are many  who board the jet and as an employee of this  company its our responsibility and duty to see that no Passenger is unhappy with our services.Why on Earth would I bother you?..Sorry if  you got offended..I didn’t had any wrong intentions in mind..Once again apologies,” She said and moved on.

It was an embarrassing moment for me. Once again my  daily horoscope quote flashed on my mind. “Avoid interactions with strangers and especially girls” .

“Shitt!!,” was my first reaction .

It already turned out to be a bad Sunday for me.  My first interaction of the day was with a demon who made me travel all the way to Delhi to attend a meeting. I unknowingly messed up with an airline flight attender. I never knew I could hurt someone . It wasn’t intentional but I was helpless. I wish I could apologise. I tried smiling at her but she exhibited a grimace at me.I could observe how deeply it hurted her.  She was angry at me and her facial expressions made me think so. I looked into her eyes and I was feeling bad for my action. Finally the jet landed at the destination at 11 am. The Airhostesses greeted us. Some even shot pictures with them. I saw a group of them standing at the entrance area. I could see Priya who stood there and smiled back and shooked hands with other passengers. I could see her smile vanish as I moved close to her. The other girls laughed and giggled at me and she didn’t budge nor she smiled.She didn’t even shook hands with me.

“I’m sorry ..Miss Priya...’ I said to her.

She didn’t respond to what I said. She rather preferred ignoring me.I soon left the airport after that.

The meeting was then rescheduled to be  3 pm . I reached the meeting venue in time. I seemed to have been disturbed by the early day activities. I badly wanted to talk to the air hostess. The meeting started at the scheduled time.

Everyone introduced themselves.

“Varun Singla here representing WFH CESAR EAST Team from Mumbai ,” I announced

“Welcome..” Rogers, the head officer greeted me.

They were discussing about the key learnings and lessons learnt from our previous deployments and releases.

The meeting got over in 3 hours. It was more of an Audit review meeting. As I about to leave , I heard someone calling me.

“Mr. Singla...can we talk for 5 min,” A woman with slender body with braided hair spoke. She was tall and looked beautiful.

“Yes ..please ,” I added.

“I’m Anu from CESAR WEST and we operate from Noida,” She continued.

“Good to meet you Anu,” I smiled back at her.

“I was observing you through out and  you looked disturbed rather distracted ...you can consider me as your friend and share with me if you wish to...” She added.

“Yes..somewhat disturbed...I actually hurt a beautiful woman,” I said. I narrated her the entire incident which took place in  the jet.

“It happens and life is sometimes so strange and it makes us mess with strangers.. ,” She said..

“Which Airline is it ?,” She curiously asked me.

“SpiceJet..’ I said with a straight face.

“Hey..my husband is the head officer for Spicejet Mumbai...may be I can do something for you..,’ She said.

“Wow...can he get me Priya Sharma’s mobile number...” I requested her.

“Let me talk to him about this...I’m sure  he can help you..” She added.

“But isn’t that against the company policies...,’ I said to her.

“My husband can do anything for me... ,” She winked at me.

“Ok I will call you in two days time with your girls number..,” She laughed.

“Not my girl ..okay...I just want to apologise ..thats it and thank you so much Maam,” I said to her.

My daily horoscopes didn’t mention about me meeting a wonderful person. I returned back to Mumbai and resumed work the next day. As promised, Anu had called me and gave me Priya’s number. I soon called Priya to apologise.

“Hello..,” I called Priya

“Hello.. Priya Sharma here,” She said with a sweet voice.

“Varun here...Can we meet tomorrow? “ I said.

“Whaaat ..whooo...whyyyyy...tell me tell.. tell ,” She seemed to be curious.   

(to be continued..)

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