Devils Appraisal........ (A Short Story)

ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE FICTIOUS. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO ANY PERESON DEAD OR LIVING IS PURELY A COINCIDENCE ;)
Like all stories, we have a protagonist. And this protagonist is a modern day girl, who wants to live her life by her own rules. Her rules meaning - she doesnt like rules. So at home you may see her with her legs on the table (which in india is considered is Indisciplined for girls); at office, you may see her going for tea/coffee when she wishes to even if the senior's are eying her every movements. On weekends you will find her tattooing her arms at Forum mall. She is Devi Kriz (Well that 'Z' is something she replaced with the 'shan'!!). She works with a software company since two years. so you can see the college student like enthusiasm still in her.



So one evening she went to the railway station. She was quite surprised to see that the whole railway platform was deserted at this prime time. See walked towards the tracks and started looking around. Thats when she noticed that a gal was lying on the track with her face down. Devi looked around, but finding no one she ran towards the person. The person was not breathing. Devi noticed that the person had an envelop in hand. She looked took it. APPRAISAL LETTER was written in bold letters over it. Getting anxious she opened and read the contents, and was shattered to see that kind of hike that was given was less than peanuts. Devi though no wonder this gal is tryinf to suicide. She started calling her, but there was no response. Then she noticed a red tag just like her own over the gal's neck. Oh so they both work for the same firm. Now she was more anxious to see who the person was. She took the tak and saw that her name was Devi too. She turned the gal around and was stuned by what she was looking at. It was Devi herself lying motion less on the track. .She screamed Nooooooooooooooo, this cannot be true!!! And she woke up from her afternoon nap with a jitter. Her Colleague said, "Hey Devi, wake Up......Manager is calling you for your Appraisal!!"

My embarresments!! (Old Blog 2008 OCT - Publishing Now)

When i say embarrassments, I didn't mean that somebody has seen me in my birthday suit when i was bathing or anything like that. But we all can have embarrassments even with out being exposed. I have lots of embarrassments in my life that still make me feel bad that they ever happened, while it may seem like nothing to you (If any of you ever read this!!). For example when my classmate/fren had a big fall when i pulled the desk from her back when she was about to sit; causing a lot of embarrassment for her and in turn for me (in what way for her, well i am not disclosing the details!!). It was such a loud sound with which she landed in the ground that till date I feel sorry that I ever did that. I was in class XII back then. Or me spilling coca cola on my aunt's bed when we had gone there and I was supposed to be secretive about the coca cola from aunt and their daughters (who were mourning the sad demise of their father!!). I was in class VII or VIII i guess. And then there ........ OK there are quite a few, but today I am going to write about my recent embarrassments in office.. my new office...
I have made a mallu friend here. Let us call her Krizz. I got to know her coz she was int he same project as mine, have been giving lift to her hostel if we used leave at similar timings or eating breakfast at times. So it happened with this friend of mine.
Like many characteristics I inherited from my parents, there is a habit of scribbling with the pen/pencil when I talk over the phone; just like my mom does. So I had a notepad and a pen with me when I got a call (in office). I was talking and parallel scribbling something over the notepad all the while. Just when I was done with the call, Krizz came and asked "Hey wats going on? You look sad. Were you missing me?" I said "come on, you of all!". She was just about to leave, when she (and me) observed what I had scribble over the notepad, It was her email address, scribbled all over the notepad. Few of them bolded by writing over and over again. So by any kids calculation, a guy writing a gals name (In my case email id!!) becomes a very much a case of "I FALLING FOR HER!!". Oh god man, this is gonna be there for a long time.
Next: She once read my blogs. And god knows how, liked few of them (I guess!!). So she asked me to write about her; a blog about her. I started that evening itself to write. But believe me, that is when i realized that i actually didn't know so much about her to write anything. So i stopped, coz i was facing a BLOGGER's BLOCK :(. I was being asked if wrote the blog or not. And the answer was NO for so long. So one evening while giving her a drop, just like any other day we started speaking about her appraisal. It was very less; it seems, for her. So thats when i thought that i got a matter (rather a short story!!) to write about her appraisal and finish the blog i was stuck with. I wrote in an enthusiastic way that evening. Within an hour the blog was uploaded and was forwarded to her. Next day she went through it and came with a a cold response. That was ok with me. But today, she came up to my cubicle and asked me to check my mail that she sent. I saw and "AW!!", it was the same story that i wrote for her. Yes i agree it was and INSPIRED story about a guy getting appraisal and trying to suicide. And now here i am, sitting and looked upon as a CHEAT, whose every word is a lie.
God, me and my embarrassments. Over the time many bad things look like good all memories, but not these i guess. :(