Thursday, May 22, 2008

Introducing 'my friend' Mr. Sharma......

Do you know mr. Sharma (not his real name)? Well, let me introduce him to you. He's roughly 32-35 years of age. He works in a public sector bank which serves a really bad lunch; where the AGM finance hardly knows his stuff and all that he really does is flirt around with his lady secretary.

The bank didnot payup the promised mid-year bonus to it's staff and fired 3 of it's senior staff for siphoning of a formidable amount of money.

Sharma lives in dombivili and has booked for a new apartment (a 2-BHK) in Khargar, Navi Mumbai. He'll then stop travelling on the Central-Thane line and move onto the harbour suburban train line. The frequency of trains on that line's not as good but it wouldn't matter much since he'll be travelling during non-peak hours.

He chose not to take a loan from the current bank he works in and instead chose to take it from a rival bank as a former colleague (who's now shifted to the rival bank) managed to get him a really neat deal.

His daughter's now 23 and will finish her engineering this semister. He's already on the look-out for good alliances and prefers a CA or a Lawyer for an alliance. But, strictly from the same caste as himself.

The train's usually not too crowded when he takes it around 7am and at 4pm back from his Fort office in mumbai.

Sharma recently had a fight with a neighbour 'coz the latter let his pet dog 'poop' near the entrance of the building. He thinks, pets are a waste of people's hard earned money and "the 'hutch dog' (as he calls it!) is nothing but a ugly beast".

And then I also almost know that a private bank's ready to offer him a job when he retires in two months.

I could definitely know more; and could have told you more about him; only if I didn't have to get down at 'currey road station'. And therefore friends, this is all I can tell you about mr. Sharma.

Well, mr. Sharma was my co-passenger as I boarded the train from mulund station in mumbai all the way to currey road station; where I alight each day (to get to work). And all through the travel (45 mins. In total) he kept me company with his conversation on the phone.

It was unnoticeable in the beginning to slightly irritating towards the end. But I barely managed to read the daily newspaper of the day that I'd carried along. I missed out on my forty winks and also on my tranquility today.

But, not mr. Sharma....he went on and on telling 'me' things about his life; befriending me; making me a part of my life; telling me his life's worries, explaining me his challenges and how he was working around it.

How would I thank you dear Mr. Sharma for making me a part of your world. I'm indebted; but no thank you....I'd rather take another seat next time!

4 comments:

The UK Progressive Editor said...

Hi there,

I just wanted to leave a quick comment and thank you for taking the time to leave comments on two of the blogs that I run on development issues.

It would be great to stay in touch.

Your blog looks great as well!

My personal blog can be found at:
www.mathewhulbert.blogspot.com

Thanks,
Mathew.

Anonymous said...

This is great info to know.

Anonymous said...

Didnt expect this from a journalist who is supposed to have great observation skills...
Was he really 32-35 years old or did he,merely "look" it? If he was really 32-35 years old, then umm..how come his daughter is 23??? doesnt add up!
i wish reporters like you would observe and think before just going ahead and saying things...

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