"Asl" I wrote after I got a random hi on mirc.
"27 f isl" came the reply "asl?"
" 15 m khi" I replied
"Ohhhh so u r a kid" "so whats your name?"
"Its anas.... whats your name AUNTY?"
"DO I LOOK LIKE AN AUNTY TOO YOU??:-@"
"I havent seen you so maybe you are"
"Whats your number do u have mms on?"
"03452187707 n yes"
"Okay"
user signed out.
" 15 m khi" I replied
"Ohhhh so u r a kid" "so whats your name?"
"Its anas.... whats your name AUNTY?"
"DO I LOOK LIKE AN AUNTY TOO YOU??:-@"
"I havent seen you so maybe you are"
"Whats your number do u have mms on?"
"03452187707 n yes"
"Okay"
user signed out.
I went back to my work, it was another day at office another one of those despos trying to find a match for themselves on mirc, with little to do because I was an internee I usually replied to the lame mirc messages that popped up time to time. The day went by as I filed the papers that I was working on and cussed my luck over the pathetic job that I had in this big indenting firm, when I first joined in I thought office work would be fun but after a few months I came to realize that being an internee meant no one would let u talk to the suppliers or the buyers and all u r allowed to do is handle the paperwork which usually took a few hours and most the day went by staring faces or peeking through my cubicle trying to get a glimpse of what was happening in the managing directors room. I closed the last file after cursing at the sales team over their pathetic grammar and got up.
Buzz buzz.... new mms received, can this really be her, normally people don't even text me I opened it and got stunned, a pretty lady in black stood near a tree with her hair tied in a pigtail, her beautiful face plastered with a smile that felt angelic. As I stared in the screen my phone buzzed again this time It was a text from the same number.
"So do u still think im an Aunty?
Btw my name is Sara"
I pressed reply
"Im truly stunned, never thought that I would find such a beautiful creature on mirc.
"Its a pleasure to get yr name miss/mrs Sara" send
My phone buzzed again
"U can find a lot on mirc these days kiddo and its miss not mrs :-@"
I smiled to myself upon reading the reply and wrote
"Well miss sara its pleasure yet astonishing to know that you are still single, beauties like you are usually wedded off at an age that is tender, so what has protected you from such a gruesome faith."
As I pressed send I got up from my chair made my way to the staff washroom and went in. Washing my face my eyes gazed upon the reflection a tall tanned skinny guy with an longnose standing out, messed up dark hair with hints if grey in them giving a an elderly look the dirty beard and dull sunken eyes with long lashes depicting the hard life that has forced a teenager to grow out of his teens way before he could enjoy life.
I came out as the familiar tone made its way to my ears, I dug down deep within my pocket grabbing hold of my phone to answer the caller which must be from one of the managers asking me to fill in there paper work I pressed the green button without checking the id and brought the phone to my ear
Buzz buzz.... new mms received, can this really be her, normally people don't even text me I opened it and got stunned, a pretty lady in black stood near a tree with her hair tied in a pigtail, her beautiful face plastered with a smile that felt angelic. As I stared in the screen my phone buzzed again this time It was a text from the same number.
"So do u still think im an Aunty?
Btw my name is Sara"
I pressed reply
"Im truly stunned, never thought that I would find such a beautiful creature on mirc.
"Its a pleasure to get yr name miss/mrs Sara" send
My phone buzzed again
"U can find a lot on mirc these days kiddo and its miss not mrs :-@"
I smiled to myself upon reading the reply and wrote
"Well miss sara its pleasure yet astonishing to know that you are still single, beauties like you are usually wedded off at an age that is tender, so what has protected you from such a gruesome faith."
As I pressed send I got up from my chair made my way to the staff washroom and went in. Washing my face my eyes gazed upon the reflection a tall tanned skinny guy with an longnose standing out, messed up dark hair with hints if grey in them giving a an elderly look the dirty beard and dull sunken eyes with long lashes depicting the hard life that has forced a teenager to grow out of his teens way before he could enjoy life.
I came out as the familiar tone made its way to my ears, I dug down deep within my pocket grabbing hold of my phone to answer the caller which must be from one of the managers asking me to fill in there paper work I pressed the green button without checking the id and brought the phone to my ear
"Hello" I said in an annoyed tone
"Hello" the voice was vibrant feminine Nd crisp " I didnt realised that calling you is not allowed, if u r busy or dont want to talk then I can hang up?"
I was dumb struck, I checked my phone the number was the same that mms'd me a while back, I quickly got back to my senses and said " no miss sara you havent distrubed me nor em I busy, its just that I wasnt expecting a call from u and thus I realized its one of those manager who happen to act like my owners have called me to kill my evening with the extra load and thus leash to my chair on this sweet saturday evening"
"Ohhhhh" came the reply " I didnt knew you worked as well, u r just a kid" she giggled.
"Well to be honest I dont work im just an internee and yes some people do have to work to earn their bread n butter, unfortunately everyone isnt that blessed" I said in a cheerful tone
"Awwwwww" I can sense joy in her voice
"Anyhow to what do I owe this pleasure of getting your picture and the honor of hearing your angelic voice?" I said in a flirty manner.
"Well I just wanted to talk to u" she replied "I don't think you remember me but we have had the pleasure of talking to eachother once before".
"Im extremely sorry but I dont recall talking to you" I said in an amazed tone
"Remember afsha, ali nafees's girlfriend?" She asked
"Yes but im pretty sure you are not her" I answered
"Yes u r right" she giggled " im actually her friend who you talked too a few weeks back and told to dump the bf."
"Ohhhh so u r that sara, miss sara khan I.e sk to be exact" I said in an obvious manner "but how did u got my mirc and why didn't u told me that before?" I inquired
"Well actually I wanted to thank you for your advice but afsha refused to hand me your number so I contacted ali who told me that u might not like him handing your number out so he gave me your mirc" she replied
"Well theres really no need to thank me and it was quite obvious that u deserved better. The guy wasn't the best for you when afsha told me the story I knew that u r only hurting yourself by continuing the relationship so I simply showed u what the reality was" I said
"Well anyhow so im ill be in karachi tomorrow, would u like to meet up? I want to thank you and in my family they say the best way to thank someone is by buying them food".
"Well im not sure if its a good idea" I said with a little hesitation in my voice " im not some hot shot or looker like ali plus like u said im just a kid, you might regret inviting me and spending time with me wont be such a good investment".
"Okay then its done" she replied quickly as if she didn't heard my answer " I shall pick u up at 3 tomorrow and then we can discuss where you wish to eat. Where should I pick you from?"
"Are you sure you want to do that? And well if you insist then I think u should find my address too" I said in a jokingly manner, because obviously she was joking with me "you sound like a resourceful person".
"Okay" she said " so its a deal if I find your address then you are having lunch with me tomorrow"
"Yes, it will be a pleasure" I said "now its time for me to go home, so lets talk tomorrow while we eat
Take care. Bye."
I presssed end.
"Hello" the voice was vibrant feminine Nd crisp " I didnt realised that calling you is not allowed, if u r busy or dont want to talk then I can hang up?"
I was dumb struck, I checked my phone the number was the same that mms'd me a while back, I quickly got back to my senses and said " no miss sara you havent distrubed me nor em I busy, its just that I wasnt expecting a call from u and thus I realized its one of those manager who happen to act like my owners have called me to kill my evening with the extra load and thus leash to my chair on this sweet saturday evening"
"Ohhhhh" came the reply " I didnt knew you worked as well, u r just a kid" she giggled.
"Well to be honest I dont work im just an internee and yes some people do have to work to earn their bread n butter, unfortunately everyone isnt that blessed" I said in a cheerful tone
"Awwwwww" I can sense joy in her voice
"Anyhow to what do I owe this pleasure of getting your picture and the honor of hearing your angelic voice?" I said in a flirty manner.
"Well I just wanted to talk to u" she replied "I don't think you remember me but we have had the pleasure of talking to eachother once before".
"Im extremely sorry but I dont recall talking to you" I said in an amazed tone
"Remember afsha, ali nafees's girlfriend?" She asked
"Yes but im pretty sure you are not her" I answered
"Yes u r right" she giggled " im actually her friend who you talked too a few weeks back and told to dump the bf."
"Ohhhh so u r that sara, miss sara khan I.e sk to be exact" I said in an obvious manner "but how did u got my mirc and why didn't u told me that before?" I inquired
"Well actually I wanted to thank you for your advice but afsha refused to hand me your number so I contacted ali who told me that u might not like him handing your number out so he gave me your mirc" she replied
"Well theres really no need to thank me and it was quite obvious that u deserved better. The guy wasn't the best for you when afsha told me the story I knew that u r only hurting yourself by continuing the relationship so I simply showed u what the reality was" I said
"Well anyhow so im ill be in karachi tomorrow, would u like to meet up? I want to thank you and in my family they say the best way to thank someone is by buying them food".
"Well im not sure if its a good idea" I said with a little hesitation in my voice " im not some hot shot or looker like ali plus like u said im just a kid, you might regret inviting me and spending time with me wont be such a good investment".
"Okay then its done" she replied quickly as if she didn't heard my answer " I shall pick u up at 3 tomorrow and then we can discuss where you wish to eat. Where should I pick you from?"
"Are you sure you want to do that? And well if you insist then I think u should find my address too" I said in a jokingly manner, because obviously she was joking with me "you sound like a resourceful person".
"Okay" she said " so its a deal if I find your address then you are having lunch with me tomorrow"
"Yes, it will be a pleasure" I said "now its time for me to go home, so lets talk tomorrow while we eat
Take care. Bye."
I presssed end.
I knocked gently on the door
"May I come in sir" I asked as the elderly man sitting behind the desk which said MANAGING DIRECTOR in bold letter
"Come come" the md said in his ever green charming style " so how are things going, the log shows that you are pulling in extra hours whats that all about?"
"Well sir, its a new experience for me, I must say the cooperate world is not at all like what they tell us in the classrooms its fun at times and at others well I fear I might end up breaking someones neck" I looked directly in his eyes "and well the managers usually give me there paper work after the second half so by the time I finish its the night guard who salutes when exit the building"
"When I first started working....." he paused for a minute as he got his glasses off and rubbed his eyes "I had to go through all that myself, cooperate is a jungle the key to survival is to fight for whats your right and never to leave behind anything for tomorrow" he said as he wore his glasses back again "the managers will test you and your patience because if u cant take them pushing you around then handling customers would be a hectic job for you but if u can please them then no one can stop you from reaching the top" he paused again this time for a brief second "I hired you eventhough you are not qualified but the potential and the hunger to learn I see in you reminds me of how I was back in my days, I was an underdog like you and now I own this company."
"Sir, im really appreciate your kind words and I wasn't complaining I was merely answering your question and I m trying best to fit in, hope my efforts won't let you down" I replied "I came here because I have finished all my work and I was thinking if I cam leave early today, its saturday so I was hoping to catch up with a few friends and watch a few movies" I inquired
"Sure, go home have fun enjoy your weekend" he said in his gentle tone and went back to reading the paper that he was reading when I first came in.
"May I come in sir" I asked as the elderly man sitting behind the desk which said MANAGING DIRECTOR in bold letter
"Come come" the md said in his ever green charming style " so how are things going, the log shows that you are pulling in extra hours whats that all about?"
"Well sir, its a new experience for me, I must say the cooperate world is not at all like what they tell us in the classrooms its fun at times and at others well I fear I might end up breaking someones neck" I looked directly in his eyes "and well the managers usually give me there paper work after the second half so by the time I finish its the night guard who salutes when exit the building"
"When I first started working....." he paused for a minute as he got his glasses off and rubbed his eyes "I had to go through all that myself, cooperate is a jungle the key to survival is to fight for whats your right and never to leave behind anything for tomorrow" he said as he wore his glasses back again "the managers will test you and your patience because if u cant take them pushing you around then handling customers would be a hectic job for you but if u can please them then no one can stop you from reaching the top" he paused again this time for a brief second "I hired you eventhough you are not qualified but the potential and the hunger to learn I see in you reminds me of how I was back in my days, I was an underdog like you and now I own this company."
"Sir, im really appreciate your kind words and I wasn't complaining I was merely answering your question and I m trying best to fit in, hope my efforts won't let you down" I replied "I came here because I have finished all my work and I was thinking if I cam leave early today, its saturday so I was hoping to catch up with a few friends and watch a few movies" I inquired
"Sure, go home have fun enjoy your weekend" he said in his gentle tone and went back to reading the paper that he was reading when I first came in.
I quickly made my way to the reception punched myself out, waved the fat lady at the reception a goodbye and exited the glass door before someone could stop me. I walked to the elevator and pressed the call button. Waiting for it my mind wandered off to the strange yet refreshing phone call I just had who exactly is this sara? Afsha did told me a little about her but she never said a thing about her wanting to thank me or contact me, is it one of those practical jokes that these guys play at each other? What did she meant by picking me up? Everyone knows that I don't drive but how did she knew that and even if she does why would a girl want to drive me? And last but importantly why would a girl who's atleast a decade older then me would want me to in her company?
I came back to real world as the lift openned I stepped inside pressed the button G and the doors closed naturally the lift was empty because it was Saturday and most offices are closed today and at 4 its pretty early for the rest who operate to have employees running up and down in the elevator. As the lift started it descent I turned around to the full sized mirror at the back, it always made me curious and happy for no apparent reason I tucked my shirt in and admired how I looked like a man in my white dress shirt body tailor made for me and the black pant that gave my body a little bulky look.
As the doors opened I exited the elevator and stepped out, waving the guard I exited the building. Walking towards the bus stand I asked myself what should be my agenda for the day, should I go and buy myself a few movies and some drinks to celebrate the weekend or should I call some of my friends and get together to catch up with the daily buzz?
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