Picture this.
I get out of office at 615pm. My sis has come down to visit me @ Bangalore, wanted to catch a few precious hours with her.
I reach the lobby and its quite literally red earth and pouring rain…..(Vikram Chandra….do you hate me!!)
My sis is waiting at a food court close to office (and she is without a phone).
How do I get there without getting drench?
I go down to my parking, open my car’s boot and hunt out for a umbrella….and lo!!
My umbrella is an old green one, belonging to my previous firm. I take it out and in the midst of a competitor, I walk shamelessly with the dark brooding green umbrella.
I should have felt very sheepish; and yet ironically, (and strangely), I felt a part of me swell in pride, almost taking in with pride the incredulous look I was getting from bystander colleagues.
Delightful irony – what saved me on a rainy day was an old green (close to the heart) umbrella!!
RIP.
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