thoughts from heart

I switched on the AC and got comfortably seated on my plush chair. I was about to sip my coffee when my receptionist told me that Vaneet was waiting for me. Hearing his name made me both sad as well as angry. No matter how many times I tried to convince him that desires won't take him anywhere, he just never paid any heed and ended up coming at my doorstep. Today was again that day. I took my coffee cup and told my receptionist to let him in.             He had been to my room so many times that it wasn't new to him. I looked at his face carefully and realized that he had baggy eyes. Probably he didn't sleep last night and this time it looked like he had cried too. My heart choked but my profession didn't give me the liberty to become emotional. He sat on the couch as if he wanted support for survival.             "Vaneet, what the hell is wrong with you?" My voice was mor...

"What the hell is this? Is this what you call a presentation? You have to present it in front of company's Vice President not submit it as a part of your project that you can use flowery templates and totally neglect the facts. Get lost before I throw you out myself," I screamed at my junior and she left the room sobbing. "God, I don't know how come these B-schools pass these naive creatures and even if they do what makes them think that I have opened some academy where they can come and learn things?" I talked at a high pitch with myself. Exhausted with the outburst I sat down on her seat and called Shankar Bhaiya, "1 cup coffee and make it sure it's the way I want."             I started sorting out the files and was typing furiously on my laptop when Shankar Bhaiya came with coffee. He just kept the coffee mug on the table and left without a word. Seeing a lonely coffee mug I realised that Shankar bhaiya must be angry at my o...