THE FINAL DAY!
Welcome to my Last day of the Wake-up call challenge. It is a huge surprise, as I was thinking that I was not capable of completing a challenge or never dreamt of being consistent. This really boosted me up, but the medium algorithm expects something that I cannot decode. I’m barely getting noticed. :(
Now, I am open to sharing part 3 of my special WIP short story, THE UNSEEN.
If embarrassment has a figure:
‘Hello, this is Muralidar, good to see you here.’ His lips said with anxiety. Still, his heart wanted to say “wow”. He cannot explain his behaviour to his brain, yet he moved on. “Oh, hi, I’m Himaye. I’m here for the interview for a junior analyst position under an IO Psychologist, by the HR department.” (He is the HR Coordinator, and he already knew why she was here.) Good start!! He murmured.
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“Oh, hope the interview didn’t eat your brain; Haha..” He tried to mark his bench. “Yeah, it went good, Thank you for asking,..uh, Murali, right?” She gave him a pleasant surprise by calling his name short. That felt like his vehicle went without a kickstart. He smiled with the same drained face, and his eyes had already started scanning her mannerisms.
The climate was good with a gentle breeze, and the sun was giving glimpses now and then by hiding behind its white curtains. An awkward silence filled the distance between them. Everybody has a shoulder with long arms which always there for their friends in an emergency. Murali had a loyal one with him. They were called “Attachments” by their mates. Murali’s broad shoulders get tapped by his friend, Goshan.
“Hi, this is Goshan, and my enemy Murali is single!” He ran the second intro like he was funny. That made both of them embarrassed, and Murali almost left this world due to the tightness, which ate away at his presence of mind. Murali went pink in an instant, which looked like a white canvas getting dipped in paint. “Oh, you already look like a vampire with no blood flow in your face! Haha..” This made Himaye move a foot away. Murali had no idea what was going on. He even knew that he owns a shoulder not to help in situations but to create one!. “He is my friend, and you know the drill, right? Well, you’ll know about him when you see us soon. “ Murali layered the awkwardness by giving his chaotic pal a hint that she is going to join their department soon.
“Oh, then good to have you here ..uh?” “I am Himaye, I am here for..” “ Ah, ah, I know it! I’ve eavesdropped on your whole conversation, Himaye.” The uneasiness continued. Both Himaye and Murali started realising that it would be better to leave rather than allow this chatter train to reach the next station of stickiness.
Himaye and Murali gave silly excuses and moved a bit from the place, but their eyes didn’t want to..
Hope you love this extra short lengthened story. And this is a personal win situation. The followed 10 posts for 10 days felt extraordinary for me!. Thank you for joining in, and please give me claps and see you soon. :)
