The Call!
He was busy coding. One more hour of work and he would call it a day, actually night!
He glanced at the clock - 7pm.
Almost everyone had left for the day in his bay.
As he was looking forward to the solitude hour, his intercom rang.
He picked it up and even before he could say hello, a girl's voice - "Connect to the International bridge".
All he could this was - What a voice!
Even before he could say anything, the girl again said(shouted) - "International Bridge, can you connect fast. Am late for the call".
Without thinking, he routed her number to the Operator and kept down the phone.
He glanced at the computer screen but only the voice kept ringing in his mind!
Finally her call got over. She had got late in her 1st call itself. Damn the Operator for taking so much time to dial the number.
Already it was tough to handle the project work and finally she had got a chance to talk to Clients, that too on the day she reached home earlier(7pm).
It was almost 2 weeks since that call, but he was haunted by the voice. He had looked at call logs and got her mobile number but then what? He didn't know her name yet!
Almost daily at 7pm , he looked at the intercom hoping she would call.
It was 7pm again and no call. He had started waiting till 7pm even when he completed his work!
He got up to leave when the intercom again rang!
"Hello"
"Connect me to the international bridge"
It was her!
"Connect me to the international bridge"
"Ya ya.. hmm ..wh what is your name"
"What?"
Feeling he made a mistake , he kept the phone down!
Damn! Why did he not tell her, it was wrong number.
What should he do now!
Again the phone rang. He looked at the number and it was her.
He picked up and her voice sounded with irritation - " Can you connect to international bridge immediately"
Even in anger, the voice was sweet!
He was about to ask her name again, when he saw his friend coming to call him. He immediately routed her number to Operator.
Again she had joined late. This was the 2nd time when she had to leave office early and she joined the client call late. Next time her Manager will not accept this excuse!
She wished she could hit that Operator guy. Instead of connecting, he was asking for her name! All these new joiners were like that. Just didn't know how to work.
Cursing she listened to the call.
Next day he called the Operator.
"Hi. Can you connect me to international bridge"
"Yes Sir, can you confirm your ID"
ID! What an idiot he was. Of course ID. He would then know who she is.
"Sir"
He kept the phone down.
He hoped she would call today!
Going forward she decided that she would never go home to take the client calls.
She had some time before the call. Deciding to clear her mailbox she opened the mail, when a new mail came.
Inter-Office Cricket Tournament finals was on Sunday. There were 2 groups of guys in the Photos.
Immediately her friends from around the bay came to talk and admire the "cricketers" and tease her. They all knew about her wish to marry some Sportsperson(and especially with name Rohit, after Rohit Sharma, her favorite cricketer!)! Each time such a mail came, they immediately came to tease her!
It was time for client call. While on call, she again browsed through the photo! The guy standing in the corner smiling shyly was indeed handsome! As she heard her name in call, she brushed aside these thought to concentrate on call.
He came tired from the practice match. Time was 6.50pm. He was in good touch but to play in the finals, he needed more practice. He would have to come earlier than usual. Thinking about the match he started the computer, when the intercom rang.
He looked at the number, it was Her!
He had completely forgotten about it!
"Hello"
" Can you connect me to international bridge"
"Hmm.. yes.. your ID please" he asked remembering the Operator call.
"*******"
He then routed her to Operator again feeling very happy!
She was furious. What again operator! She had just given the ID.
She had to really complain about this to Admin. She checked her watch, this time she had dialed the operator earlier to be on time!
This would be her last client call now before she moved to new Project and role. She wanted it to go best!
He felt very happy. He had found out who she was. Diya! What a name with a sweet voice! With the help of come connections he had got her complete biota which his friend would mail him!
He opened his mail and when he saw the photo, he was surprised!
This girl was part of the noisy gang in food court!
His friends would always tease him that for his quiet nature, one of those noisy girls only he will get as partner!
He was reading her bio for some nth time when new mail came.
His manager informing them about the complete team shifting to a floor above!
What will he do when she calls in the evening!
Lunch at Food court is always a noisy affair which he tries to avoid. Today he forced himself to join his friends only for her. As they were finishing lunch, he saw her. The noisy gang as they were known among all guys!
As his friends rose to leave, he waited back giving some excuse. He sat patiently looking at her talking to her friends animatedly! He could imaging her voice in his head.
Finally when he saw her leaving alone, he gathered all his courage and went behind her.
"Excuse Me"
She turned back to see him. She was shocked than surprised to see him.
She quickly looked at her friends, who were giving the thumbs up sign. They had told her this cricketer guy was staring at her while they were eating , but she didn't believe them. So they made her leave alone and he has now followed her!
"Hmm yes"
"Diya right?"
She stared at him.
" Hmm don't mistake me but you have been calling my intercom for your international calls. I routed you to operator but going forward i wont be there so .."
Suddenly she realized all those mishaps in the call.
"I wanted to tell you but your voice was ..hmm.. well am sorry. This is Operator number." He handed a piece of paper." Please don't mistake me. Ok bye"
He stammered and started going.
"Wait. Your name?"
He looked at her with his shy smile - "Rohit".
He glanced at the clock - 7pm.
Almost everyone had left for the day in his bay.
As he was looking forward to the solitude hour, his intercom rang.
He picked it up and even before he could say hello, a girl's voice - "Connect to the International bridge".
All he could this was - What a voice!
Even before he could say anything, the girl again said(shouted) - "International Bridge, can you connect fast. Am late for the call".
Without thinking, he routed her number to the Operator and kept down the phone.
He glanced at the computer screen but only the voice kept ringing in his mind!
Finally her call got over. She had got late in her 1st call itself. Damn the Operator for taking so much time to dial the number.
Already it was tough to handle the project work and finally she had got a chance to talk to Clients, that too on the day she reached home earlier(7pm).
It was almost 2 weeks since that call, but he was haunted by the voice. He had looked at call logs and got her mobile number but then what? He didn't know her name yet!
Almost daily at 7pm , he looked at the intercom hoping she would call.
It was 7pm again and no call. He had started waiting till 7pm even when he completed his work!
He got up to leave when the intercom again rang!
"Hello"
"Connect me to the international bridge"
It was her!
"Connect me to the international bridge"
"Ya ya.. hmm ..wh what is your name"
"What?"
Feeling he made a mistake , he kept the phone down!
Damn! Why did he not tell her, it was wrong number.
What should he do now!
Again the phone rang. He looked at the number and it was her.
He picked up and her voice sounded with irritation - " Can you connect to international bridge immediately"
Even in anger, the voice was sweet!
He was about to ask her name again, when he saw his friend coming to call him. He immediately routed her number to Operator.
Again she had joined late. This was the 2nd time when she had to leave office early and she joined the client call late. Next time her Manager will not accept this excuse!
She wished she could hit that Operator guy. Instead of connecting, he was asking for her name! All these new joiners were like that. Just didn't know how to work.
Cursing she listened to the call.
Next day he called the Operator.
"Hi. Can you connect me to international bridge"
"Yes Sir, can you confirm your ID"
ID! What an idiot he was. Of course ID. He would then know who she is.
"Sir"
He kept the phone down.
He hoped she would call today!
Going forward she decided that she would never go home to take the client calls.
She had some time before the call. Deciding to clear her mailbox she opened the mail, when a new mail came.
Inter-Office Cricket Tournament finals was on Sunday. There were 2 groups of guys in the Photos.
Immediately her friends from around the bay came to talk and admire the "cricketers" and tease her. They all knew about her wish to marry some Sportsperson(and especially with name Rohit, after Rohit Sharma, her favorite cricketer!)! Each time such a mail came, they immediately came to tease her!
It was time for client call. While on call, she again browsed through the photo! The guy standing in the corner smiling shyly was indeed handsome! As she heard her name in call, she brushed aside these thought to concentrate on call.
He came tired from the practice match. Time was 6.50pm. He was in good touch but to play in the finals, he needed more practice. He would have to come earlier than usual. Thinking about the match he started the computer, when the intercom rang.
He looked at the number, it was Her!
He had completely forgotten about it!
"Hello"
" Can you connect me to international bridge"
"Hmm.. yes.. your ID please" he asked remembering the Operator call.
"*******"
He then routed her to Operator again feeling very happy!
She was furious. What again operator! She had just given the ID.
She had to really complain about this to Admin. She checked her watch, this time she had dialed the operator earlier to be on time!
This would be her last client call now before she moved to new Project and role. She wanted it to go best!
He felt very happy. He had found out who she was. Diya! What a name with a sweet voice! With the help of come connections he had got her complete biota which his friend would mail him!
He opened his mail and when he saw the photo, he was surprised!
This girl was part of the noisy gang in food court!
His friends would always tease him that for his quiet nature, one of those noisy girls only he will get as partner!
He was reading her bio for some nth time when new mail came.
His manager informing them about the complete team shifting to a floor above!
What will he do when she calls in the evening!
Lunch at Food court is always a noisy affair which he tries to avoid. Today he forced himself to join his friends only for her. As they were finishing lunch, he saw her. The noisy gang as they were known among all guys!
As his friends rose to leave, he waited back giving some excuse. He sat patiently looking at her talking to her friends animatedly! He could imaging her voice in his head.
Finally when he saw her leaving alone, he gathered all his courage and went behind her.
"Excuse Me"
She turned back to see him. She was shocked than surprised to see him.
She quickly looked at her friends, who were giving the thumbs up sign. They had told her this cricketer guy was staring at her while they were eating , but she didn't believe them. So they made her leave alone and he has now followed her!
"Hmm yes"
"Diya right?"
She stared at him.
" Hmm don't mistake me but you have been calling my intercom for your international calls. I routed you to operator but going forward i wont be there so .."
Suddenly she realized all those mishaps in the call.
"I wanted to tell you but your voice was ..hmm.. well am sorry. This is Operator number." He handed a piece of paper." Please don't mistake me. Ok bye"
He stammered and started going.
"Wait. Your name?"
He looked at her with his shy smile - "Rohit".
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