FIRED

FIRED

“How dare you? Who asked you to do that?” His jaws were tight, lips shut and curve stretched, and orbit white teeth were crushing, inside, the unmanageable anger. It opened again. “You mind only your own business. Do only what is asked. Only the way it is asked to. Company has enough experts to look after such decisions.”
“It will do good sir. It was our family tra…”
He put the water bottle in an action and began- “then go to your family trade. Why this headache for us?” he was muttering in anger. “You and your family trade… oh dammit.”
He was standing, shaking in front of him on the opposite side of the table. Fixed .he had come here after selling his only ancestral property, an old handloom. His family was in his village. A wife and three children. Two daughters. Wife was pregnant and could not go out to work. Otherwise, she also earned some money as a part time domestic help. He was the sole earner. He had to bear his lodging expenditure and the family needs, both.
“Have you no idea what your assness has done. our sales. So many complaints. Even salesmen can not explain what colour that is.” He was almost yelling, sweating on his forehead and shaking upon his feet. He was threatening him “fired”.
He was quite. Completely silent and still. Standing at the receiving end. Head bowed and gazing feet. His palms, earlier in attention now came to rest upon his knees. his waist lost its straightness and slowly he sank down. Slowly….slowly….slowly….down and flat. He was lying on the ground. Still silent. Probably A.C. comforted him to sleep after long , hot, duty and over duty. Or the scolding ashamed him. or it was the anticipated “fired”. Who knows?
He looked at him with some concern. For some moments. Pulse was moving. He called for his peon and asked him to bring the body back into consciousness. “shirker! Scoundrel! Bloody misfit! Look how fine he feigns. But this can’t save you. After all I have also some responsibilities.”
The peon was sprinkling water on his face. Cabin door closed with a bang. He was still sprinkling water, waiting for the opened eyes.