The Call Center Mumbai, (India)
Every building we come across in our everyday lives has a story. From homes to offices to attics and garages, some are good stories some are painful and some are well.... Paranormal
This story is of a call center in Mumbai. My friend used to work there three years ago; I had heard it from him once when we were sitting for coffee together in his office.
Karan was one of the smartest working employees in American Express. He had the maximum number of leads in his names and the maximum number of closures.
Everyday in the morning he would come to office, organize the list of his clients and start calling them judicially without a break. This day, was like any other, Karan was making his first call of the day. Karan was waiting for the phone to be answered. The phone rang thrice before someone picked up the call. The voice on the other side was that of a ladies' very sweet and very seducing "Hello, this is Anamika, how may I help you?" Karan had already lost his senses, the voice was one like he had never heard before over the phone. He snapped himself back and spoke " hi Anamika, Karan this side, to be honest I called you to ask you if you need a credit card but after hearing your voice I figured there will be many who would just want to lend their card to you. Still, if you are interested I would not mind going over the procedure with you". Karan waited for a reply, the girl spoke with a smile " yeah sure, I would not mind but Karan now will not be the right time to talk to me, can we catch up in the evening since you already have my number".
Karan was exhilarated for the first time a client that too a girl had asked him to call in the evening. Karan quickly wrapped up his calls for the day and left office at six in a great hurry. Once he was in the cab on his way home. He did something that no call center employee was allowed to do. He opened his watsapp and sent a message to Anamika, "hi".
Karan was thinking of many replies that Anamika could give, he was trying to think of the right number of answers that he could give for a particular reply. Karan's wait was over. The vibration of the phone is his hand made him realize that she had messaged back. It was the most unexpected reply.
"Hi Karan, I was waiting for your message only". Karan was absolutely elated, who does not like a fast woman who directly wanted to get to the point. Karan thought for a while about how to break the ice, he had to sound interested and not cheesy at the same time. Karan was glancing at the reply when he noticed that Anamika did not have a display picture. Karan knew now what he had to ask. "Hey, I see you do not have a display picture, is there way that I can see you?". Karan held the phone in his hand once again and waited for her reply
The reply was instantaneous. Anamika had sent him a link to picture. Karan clicked on the link many times but it did not upload. Karan noticed that the network was weak and in no way possible would he able to download the link sitting in the cab. He immediately messaged to Anamika "Hey, I seem to have a network issue I will look at this picture and message you when I am back home".
Karan did not waste any time on reaching home. He paid the taxi driver quickly and ran to the lift that would lead him to his house on the eleventh floor. Once in front of the gate he hurriedly opened the lock of his apartment, opened the door and ran to the balcony.
Karan was finally able to open the link, what he saw zonked him out of his wits. The picture was that of a page on which was written some information. Karan; age 27, born July 27 journey ends July 30th, Karan could not understand how his client knew so much about him. He could not resist so he called Anamika once again.
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