NOTHING IS FORGOTTEN


Coming down the stairs lost in thoughts I barged into people. This absent mindedness was not a character flaw of mine, but actually started in the job interview from which I walked out midway for no apparent reason- felt uneasy and left the room.

The interview was for a new job I had applied few weeks back, and its result was staring me in the face. Not getting the job wasn't the main issue; my major concern was to find the reason that triggered my falling down the slipper slop of introspection which culminated into me leaving the interview midway. The why of not completing the interview held more weight-age as acquiring new job was topmost on my agendas; had been unemployed for four months.  'Hey! look out' the statement from a passerby gave me a start and I narrowly avoided colliding with a big burly man coming up the stairs.

 

Out in the open I felt rain drops trickling down, and as reaction quickened my steps towards the bus stop to keep myself dry from the unseasonal rainfall. Safe from rain; which had intensified, I tightened the grip at my certificates which I had stuffed under my shirt.  Meenu flashed in my memory, a question spurred - was she the reason for my going off tangent to the interviewer's questions? This new insight acted as fodder to my subsequent thoughts - it's her all right, damn her. Truth be told ever since last week; when we broke-off, her memory hadn't left me.  A blast of lightning dispersed my anger, and I noticed a somewhat familiar face at the far end of the road, "Meenu" I blurred out. But after giving that girl a closer second look I concluded that she was someone else - her thoughts have such control over me that I can't even re-start my life, I waited for the bus.

 


Location: India

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