The Lucky Stroke: Part II

A Glimpse of the Past

Deb was ecstatic. He stood on that pavement for a few moments, reliving the past.

Deb’s biological parents met with an accident and lost their lives. No relatives showed up for taking Deb home. His neighbors reluctantly admitted him to the L.B.S. Orphanage. Deb was 6 years old at that time.

Deb was too small to protest, but big enough to realize that his parents were never coming back. Being with other kids in the orphanage took away his agony slowly.

The best part of being in that orphanage for Deb was Ananya. She was the first kid, he had befriended there and the only one he still remembered. Ananya was a chubby, fair-complexioned and a healthy child except for her blindness. Deb never let her disability be a barrier in their friendship. He showed the world to Ananya with his eyes and Ananya took away his pain with her continuous innocent chatter.

They became inseparable… Those three years in the Orphanage were magical.

The happiest moment he had from his childhood was the moment when he was told that Ananya will be able to see. That day he told Ananya that he would show her the whole world and everything that she had missed till now.

The same day, a couple had come for adopting a kid. They chose Deb.

The day of Ananya’s operation and Deb’s adoption were same. He asked to see Ananya before leaving but they had to leave immediately as his new parents were going on a vacation and he was going with them.

As time passed, his days in the orphanage became a distant memory, but Ananya’s face never left his mind.

He went on to London for further studies and had come back a day before. His father wanted him to join his family business. He had no idea he had a surprise waiting for him.

His buzzing phone brought him back to the present. His dad was on the other side. He spoke before his Dad could have, “I’m about to reach!” and cut the phone.

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He walked a few steps ahead to reach Starbucks and entered. His father was waiting there, sipping on his frappé.

“Sorry for being late! I didn’t realize Mumbai was too big to walk and reach on time”, he sighed.

“That’s okay son. I just experienced how it feels like when someone keeps you waiting. A good lesson for me!” His dad laughed as he ordered his hot chocolate.

“Well then, no scorecard entry for this one!” Deb replied, laughing.

“Now let’s talk business young man. I have a meeting to attend.” His dad said with a serious tone.

“Are you sure you don’t want to join me? I know your mother is pushing you hard about it, but don’t worry. I’ll handle her. Tell me what is on your mind?”

“I don’t know Dad, I’m very confused. I don’t know if I can be a good business man. I have always wanted to do something for the society, something for those kids in all those orphanages. My experience was pleasant, but many of them are still living life with inadequate services. When I come to think of it, maybe I will start an orphanage myself, but I have no idea how! I want to earn the money to fuel my desires.”

“That’s wonderful son! And I know exactly how you can do that. All you’ve got to do is to join my business. Not as the owner, but as an employee. Earn your bread and feed your dreams. You will be given the same salary as that of any person who could have got the job. No extraordinary privileges. What do you think?”

“Sounds great Dad, but can that actually happen?” Deb asked, excitedly.

“Of course! Let’s just hope that your mother and Sid agree to it too. So now on, you are the new HOD of Finance in DFC. Congratulations young man! You’re hired!” His dad replied happily shaking his hand.

“Are you serious? That is huge responsibility Dad! I’m not sure I can do it, maybe we should start a little lower.. I think I should assist the HOD for a while, sounds cool?”

“That’s right, you should know what you are going to do before actually doing it. Let me make a call. And, don’t you dare tell your mother about it. She’ll drive us both crazy.” His dad replied, dialing a number.

“Mr. Malhotra, I assume we still have the assistant job vacant?

Oh, you hired someone.
Today was the first day of her job?

Great. Tell her that she isn’t the right person for the job. Maybe transfer her.
I want that post empty. I have hired a certain Mr. Deb for the job.
You know what to do now.

Yes, that would be great.”

“Dad! Did you just fire someone because of me?” asked Deb, taken aback.

“Oh relax son! She has been transferred. Don’t worry. You, young man are the new assistant to the HOD Finance of DFC! So, let’s celebrate! It’s your first job!”

“Fine, I wouldn’t mind if you pay for this coffee”, smiled Deb.

 

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