A committed team was working hard to achieve the target. Boss gave
instructions and moved to some other stuff. Three guys tightened their socks
and dared to do the unthinkable. They brought Havells cables, tied a wooden cot
with it, hinged it over the high-tension wire going at a considerable height,
sitting on the cot they kept pushing themselves to move forward. Something was
written as a marquee on the top of electric pole and the intention was to note
that down. It resembled some IP Address. My brain wandered; do we have
approvals to do this?
I
thought, Mars is in its own house of Scorpio, these guys should be successful.
But, oh Sun is also in Scorpio, these guys might get burnt. They noted down the
value but stuck in electric current and were on the verge of getting
electrocuted. One local leader was playing his flute sitting relax in his
old-fashioned charpoy. Just a casual observation signalled me about his
not-so-toned biceps. I thought his started devoting more time in ‘Sangeet’ than
‘Sehat’.
In
an attempt to save their life, I snatched his bamboo flute and hit hard on the
cable. They escaped the death but the flute got irrecoverably damaged. Now the
challenge was the ‘Dabang’ man. I owned the responsibility to save the team
from his rage. The stories goes on…
Entire
night, I kept wandering in the labyrinth of my own personality.
- Amit Roop
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