Heaven at work
When we came back from the trip to Sri Lanka, I started to look for a job. After a lot of interviews and phone calls, I got appointed as a project manager in a company called STMicroelectronics. The job really interested me but the only requirement was that I had to move to Edinburgh. Even though I did not have a lot of experience as a manager before, they liked my personality and were impressed by my previous projects. I moved to Edinburgh and worked hard. The job of a project manager can be really stressful. It involves a lot of responsibilities: managing the team, making sure the deadlines and the budget are respected, dealing with the incidents and participating in a never-ending number of meetings. Sometimes I would think about Yazhini, it would make me delighted for some time. I was quite sure that I would never ever meet her again.
One day, my colleague told me that there was a new member in our team. We had a meeting to talk about our new project. We were all on time for the gathering, however the new member was missing. That is the day when I saw Yazhini again. She entered the room and apologised for being late. Her face was as resplendent as the first time I saw her. The way she excused was really cute. She wrinkled her nose and uttered the word sorry with a shrill voice. Her black A-line skirt and her white long sleeve shirt made her look really professional. I told her not to be late again and asked her to sit down. I tried to remain professional but I could not help looking at her. After all, what were the odds to meet her again after all that time? It could not be a coincidence, I met her in three different locations and at three different times of my life. At the end of the meeting, she came to see me. She apologized again for being late. For a few seconds, I could not answer her. My eyes were widely opened and my voice stuck in the middle of my throat. After regaining my consciousness, I told her that it was not a problem. We started to walk together. I asked questions about her past. She was answering but suddenly she stopped. A handicapped person in a wheel chair was going on the opposite side of us. She carefully observed the disabled individual. Her eyes became slightly wet. Then, suddenly she looked back at my face and smiled. I was deeply moved and realized something. We always complain about our lives without thinking about people who face a lot more hardships than us. We should be grateful for what we have in our lives, every person in this earth does not have the chance we have.
After that day, we met several times during our working hours. We did not talk a lot. Just seeing her was enough for me, I would be revitalized and ready to deal with any problem. The world appeared to me in a different angle thanks to her. Her pure heart and her warm personality were appreciated by the entire team Like a virus, her smile was spreading in all the company. We slowly started to become friends. We met at colleagues birthdays and weddings.
Even though I was her manager, she liked to talk about non professional matters at work. I warned her to be focused but I suppose it was her only weakness. She would tell me about her life and her worries. She was really talkative. We could discuss on various topics for long hours. The subjects of our conversations ranged from her neighbours to food. We would start to chat about company's workers and finish on social divide. Most of the time, she would be the one talking. I would just listen to her stories and nod. I became her bosom friend. We spent more and more time together. One day, she did not turn up to work. I was so worried, I could not focus on my work and went straight to her house. She was merely sick but seeing her made me feel reassured. I skipped work and spent my all day looking after her. We became as close as bumblebees and flowers. As flowers nurture the bumblebees and bumblebees pollinate the flowers, our relationship gave us mutual satisfaction.
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