8th January 2010
Samantha's POV-
Sip. Look. Read. Sip. Look. Read.
This is what the middle aged woman , sitting in front of me , has been doing since the past ten minutes.
She would take a sip of her tea , look at me and then read those papers very closely with a serious look.
"so" The woman suddenly speaks up and I stand up from my earlier sitting position.
"Yes ma'am?" I ask politely.
"Are you experienced in this field? "
"no ma'am" I say sensing the chances of my selection fading slowly.
"Well, with what I have read in your documents, I like the way you play with the words, express them.....you are very fond of writing I suppose?" she asks me and I nod. "Then you can work under me, as in my assistant" she smiles.
"Thank you so much ma'am"
"I think you should be thanking John, he was the one who called me yesterday saying that you are looking for a job"
"Yes ma'am , I know " I said as I smiled.
"How are you related to him anyway?" She asks me curiously .
"He is my ummm...friend" I say hesitantly. I myself didn't know how I actually am related to John.
"Okay so you can join from tomorrow" she smiled.
"Thank you once again Mrs. Johnson" I say before turning to leave.
"Young lady, it is surprising that I still don't know your name. You haven't written it on those documents. Just write it before you leave." She said as she handed me those papers and a pen.
I stared blankly at those papers.
"uhh.....write your name honey." She says.
I still stare at those papers.
My name? what is it? Who am i?
Seeing my confused state Mrs. Johnson approaches me.
"Whats wrong?" she asks me softly " What is your name?"
"My name is...ummm....Samantha Kane. Its Samantha Kane"
She just smiles and writes "SAMANTHA KANE" on those documents in bold letters.
I finally got the job.I go outside the office waiting for john. Surprisingly, he was already there, in a black v neck, sitting in his car with a bored expression. I can't deny that he is cute. I walk towards his car and enter it. He starts driving without a word.
"hey!" I start the conversation.
"hi" he says sternly. I wait for him to ask me about my interview but he doesn't . He just keeps on driving.
"whats up?" I ask him casually.
"Did you get selected?" He finally asks me
"YES! YES! YES! Isn't it great?" I exclaim.
"For God's sake stop squealing! Its damn irritating" he says irksomely. I chuckle at how reserved and serious he is. "And by the way you owe me!"
"indeed" I say as I look outside the window. It is raining. The rain brings back all the dark memories. I still fail to understand if what I am doing right now is right or wrong, it just feels better than what I previously was.
"Back to Earth! We've reached." John says. I look at the house building in front of me. He walks ahead of me.
"John" I call out. He looks back at me. "umm...what are we?"
He seemed to be a bit taken aback by my question. "what do you mean?" he asks me.
"Are we like friends or something?" I ask nervously.
He stared at me for a moment. "no" he says sternly and leaves.
