All I need is a look...or a word?

“Sir, I am Preethy calling from ICICI bank. Can I talk to you for five minutes?”
This was not the first time Preethy was calling me. This was not the first time I was telling her I was not interested in her credit card. Why don’t some people just understand!
“Miss Preethy, will you, for God’s sake, shut up and get lost!!!"



Well..there could not be anything more to add to the bad day I am having. Sending the wrong documents to the wrong people, my boss overhearing when I was cribbing about him to my teammate, executing the wrong query and crashing the database...and my boss saying "Well Amit, you need to scale up your managerial skills".
Well I had enough already. And now to top with the repeated request for the credit card I never asked for nor am I interested in!

As I got into the bus, I was thinking what could make the day better for me...simply something which could wipe away the sour feeling of a bad day.
There she was...at the first row seat as usual.
There was something about her spring curls.And her honey colored skin..that was a perfect touch of natural beauty.
It was indeed a blessing , watch her enjoy every minute of her ride in her own way. Smile at the kids playing in the rain...help the old lady with her bag...smile at some thought unexpectedly.
Its awesome that such beauty comes with such a kind heart too..If only I could talk to her for a minute.If only I could simply ask her name...


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"Boss, I got the same list yesterday also. And I contacted each one of them.And they are not interested in our credit card.".
"Look Preethy...its about perseverance and convincing your prospects and making them into customers. If we were to contact only the real needed ones, I needn't employ people like you over here. Do you understand that?"

Well...there couldn't be anything more to add to the bad day I am having. It was not the first time I was calling this Amit .And it was not the first time he was bashing me for disturbing him.
I know he doesn't need the credit card...but what could I do if boss adds his number to my list of prospects every other day!

As I got into the bus, I was thinking what could make the day better for me...simply something which could wipe away the sour feeling of a bad day.
There he was...at the second last seat as usual.
There was something about his innocent smile.In these days of only cunning ones.
It was indeed a blessing , watch him enjoy every minute of his ride in his own way. Smile at the kids playing in the rain...help the old man with the seat...smile at some thought unexpectedly.
Its awesome that such high profiles comes with such a kind heart too...If only I had his number in my list of callers...I wouldn't be having a bad day like this everyday!


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Amit still receives Preethy's calls and he bashes her.
And wishes if he could talk to her in the bus, in the evening.
Preethy curses Amit after every call.
And wishes every evening if Amit could be in her prospects list the next day .