It was a rainy day and the clock was showing 5:30 PM. As usual Shyam completed his work for the day and was waiting for the clock to tick 8. He had a call with his US counterparts at 8. Last 2 years, his work has been his life. He came to office early. Planned his work meticulously and ensured he had completed his work before 6 PM. He then waited for the onsite calls to happen and went home satisfied.
The results for his hard work were evident. He was promoted twice in the last 2 years. He was leading the team now. His colleagues respected him and had full confidence in him. If anyone had any problems, he was always there to resolve it. He had also grown personally. From the shy and introvert 2 years back, he had become a true leader. He was a bundle of energy, motivating his team, cracking jokes instantly, ensuring everyone enjoyed the work and moved ahead in their careers. Between 6 and 8, you can find Shyam either helping someone complete a deadline or hanging out with his team. His team members felt his care and hence were absolutely dedicated to his action plans.
It was a similar day today. He had helped few of his team members and it was 5 minutes to 8 PM. He joined the call and he was his assertive best explaining his actions and ensuring everything is on track. His efforts were appreciated. After the call, he locked his system, switched off the monitor and prepared to leave. He said Good Bye to a few colleagues in the floor and was running down the stairs deciding on the hotel to have dinner.
As usual he started his bike and took a left, when a lorry coming in the opposite direction hit him. It was sudden; he lost his control and was on the floor, with his bike over him and bleeding. The lorry did not stop and the street was not crowded. An auto which was behind him a few moments earlier stopped and a lady stepped out. She realized what had happened and looking at the blood she decided her next course of action. She took his bag and mobile phone and with the help of auto driver, drove him to the nearest hospital. He was unconscious.
He had cuts in his stomach and legs and was taken immediately to the emergency. The doctors examined him and had decided that his leg needed minor operation because it was fractured. They wanted a relative's signature before proceeding. When asked if she was his relative, she decided in a split second and signed her name in the papers. The doctors had started the operation.
She searched his bag and mobile phone for details. She learnt his name and the company where he worked from the notes in the bag. Thankfully his phone worked once she switched it on. She saw his contact list and called his dad informed him politely about the accident. She introduced herself as his friend and told him not to worry as it was minor injuries only. He said he will be at the hospital in 15 minutes. She went to the reception and waited for a few minutes. 20 minutes later, an elderly gentleman walked up and was enquiring about his son who had met with the accident. The receptionist pointed him to the appropriate ward.
Seeing the gentleman walk towards the ward, she decided that her job was done and took the same auto and went home.
Next day, Shyam becomes conscious and has his usual cheerfulness in his face and enquires the doctor about his injuries and tells the doctor that he will be fine in a couple of days. J He asks the doctor about the person who admitted him and the doctor shows him the admission form and leaves the room. He sees a signature in straight lines and the name below is Geeta.
He closed his eyes and tears roll down his cheeks…
Geeta….his friend, philosopher, guide, lover and much more. She was his soul mate. And 2 years back she said Good bye to him. Her last words were – "I will be with you always..."
"How true…!" he thought.
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