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"hello ma'm, i am Rajesh Shrivastav speaking. My employee number is 0960, i just wanted to point out that in your records my manager is Mr.Jacob D'souza but i have been working under Mr.Ram Mohan for the last 3 months, could you please update your records."

"Are you alright Mr.Rajesh?"

"Why do you ask that??"

"There is no person named Mr.Ram Mohan in the company who could be your manager......... are you sure you are talking about the right person."

"Ma'm i am quite sure, he sits on the second floor room number #210. I have been having regular meetings and was working with him all this time."

"Mr.Rajesh if this is any kind of joke, then let me tell you that it is not being appreciated at all, you should not be playing around in the professional environment. There is no roon #210 on the second floor. Please take care that such things are not repeated. Thank you" -- click ..... beep beep beep beep beep .......

(Whats happening with me?)

Rajesh gets up from his seat - without any thoughts moves toward the room #210 on the second floor where he used to meet with Mr.Ram Mohan. Something was different today for him. Things were just not the same. The place looked different - though it was never that he had taken time to observe it - he was a workaholic - concerned with nothing more than work. Work is Worship was true for Rajesh and he was very pious at that.

The conversation was being rerun in his head all the while - (Are you alright Mr.Rajesh........... kind of joke ....... not be playing around ..........).

The room was around the next corner. He was getting anxious, but confidant that there was some mistake - maybe someone was playing a prank on him. He was damn sure about Mr.Ram. They had talked so much - about the work and the details he discussed with him - he used to report to him. And now what he was hearing was not at all making any sense to him. He turned around the corner to see the door there, without any hesitation he opened it.

It was just the same as it always was - more importantly it was there. The chair the desk he took the chair there and waited for Mr.Ram.

This gave him time to think back, still confused with the incident that had just happened with him - he was still not completely out of it. He couldnt come up with possible reasons why someone would say something like this to him. He just concluded the lady to be a complete gone case - that was the only thing that relieved him from the anxiety.

He heard footsteps from a distance. He waited for them to come closer. He was hoping it was Mr.Ram. The door clicked open - and a middle aged man walked into the room.

Rajesh was relieved to see him. A deep breath was released from him. Rajesh didnt speak anything - the man simply entered the room and walked to the window nearby. Waited for a while there and then turned, smiled and spoke -

"So how are we doing today Mr.Rohit?" ............