Wrong Window

She was working in a very busy project. Her company had an internal messenger for
communication with coworkers. Her lead was a very submissive person and always
wanted to be over productive. The result was, she was dumped with work always.
They communicated only through the internal messenger. Simultaneously there were lot other people with whom she was coordinating with. She had the habit of informing everything to one of her close friend cum coworker. She used to crib about being dumped
with work. The internal messenger was a single window with multiple tabs. It was that day when she was very frustrated about her lead and was fuming and wanted to tell her friend. She scolded her lead as much as possible to console herself. To her dismay she found that she wrote everything about her lead to him thinking that she was writing to her friend.

Gosh! It was wrong window she screamed and went running to her leads desk. Luckily he was in a meeting and she closed his messenger.

That's life

X had applied for an important document. She was told that she would get it in 2 weeks of time. She eagerly went to the mail room every day to check if she got it. To her dismay 2 weeks passed by soon. She did not receive it at the end of 2 weeks. She waited for a week more. It was in vein. She went to the office and checked the status. She was told that it was mailed 1 month back and they were not sure what happened to the document. She was shattered and immediately asked for a duplicate. This time she waited till 1 week and again went to the mail room daily. She was literally vexed and did not know what next to do. One day, she came little late from her work and found the document on the table. It was a profound joyous feeling for her. That was the day she stopped going to the mail room. She forgot the mental agony that was there and also forgot whom all she approached to solve the mystery. That’s life.

He completed his bachelors and was hunting for a job. The hunt was not all that easy. Anywhere he went, there was a tough competition. He was sure he gave his best everywhere. He did enough preparation each and every time he went for an interview.
The disappointment grew stronger and the confidence was getting lower. But his efforts remained same. It was one final day when his dream came true. He succeeded amidst a tough competition. He pinched himself to realize if it was reality. He was so happy to start with his work. As days went by he found better opportunities. His career did not stop there. That’s life.

X was scared what is she going to do when her roommate is going to vacate. She was scared to stay alone. It was almost very sure that she was to take necessary actions to face when it comes to that point. It was not all that easy to surrender everything in a week’s time. She was enquiring so many people if they could accommodate her stay. Some were kind enough to accommodate her. X was bit convinced that some how she can manage until the time that she is going to stay in that place. Her roommate called her one evening that her stay is going to be extended. X was quite relieved and informed those who gave her confidence. What seemed like a storm passed by like a tide. That’s life.

P.S: The idea of the post was to present the short stories collectively like "the legend" Balachander's Jennal

Balloons & Butterflies

It was 3:30 P.M and the school bell rang. He came along with his classmates to buy handful of ber for 50 paisa. A 2 rupee coin was lying down. He immediately took it in his hands and put in his pocket before his friends noticed. There were thousands of plan that ransacked his mind. It was long time since he had the kuchi ice. He wanted to try the pink colored one this time. Then it stroked him to buy two caramel chocolate. One for him and the other for his sister. But he was asked to submit a project in social studies the next day. He already completed it and was left out with decoration of the book. He then thought he could buy a blue colored glass paper instead of the chocolate as he wanted to get appreciations. While he thought about all this, he also felt as if he was carrying a cactus with him. He reached his home and it was time to go to the temple near by. Daily he went there before he started with his home work. He had inculcated good values from his mother. The 2 rupee was dropped in the temple hundi. He felt he was holding balloons and he felt his heart like a garden with beautiful butterflies flying.