“Miss Neer you look as pretty as ever”. Arnav blushed as he
saw Miss Neer. It was the seventh floor of the company and Arnav has his desk
in the rightmost corner of the floor, desk number 26. Arnav had a liking for
Miss Neer. He loved the smell of her perfume, the sweet cardilac, the little
pearl necklace around her neck, her wonderful smile and her pink dress that she
wore every day! Same pink skirt with
that pretty pearl necklace …. Every day! She looked charming and Arnav never
asked a reason for her monotonous attire.
3 months ago on 14 July, 2014,
Arnav was hired as an accountant in the company. He has been a rather confined
to work guys since then, except for his little chats to Miss Neer, whose desk
was beside his…the last in the row…desk number 27! Miss Neer was shy too, she
never spoke to anyone else, never left her desk even for coffee. People in the
company giggled whenever Arnav speaks with her. Arnav never mentioned about his
liking or never spoke of her with his colleagues. He got her coffee in the
breaks, but Miss Neer never drank one. Every time he offered, she whispered “coffee
kills” and chuckles refusing it. It all seemed like Arnav was her only friend in
company and none bothered heeding her presence either.
Saturday night and
Arnav had to take an extra shift to complete his target. Miss Neer was at her
desk too, and nobody else was on the floor. Arnav had to get a file to complete
his documentation from the store room, the attender was already gone for the
day and he left store keys with him. He smiled at Miss Neer and moved towards
the store room. Third room from the lift, he walked amidst the silence of the
floor and the dim light that shone only near his desk. Miss Neer was still at
her desk, watching him, smiling. He opened the door and turned on the light. Pile
of dowdy files covered by a sheet of dust filled the room. He kept searching
with his eyes transfixed on the racks and files. He tumbled over a box and fell
down and in his attempt to hold a rack, few files fell on the floor.
Pink file, with blots of
ink on it with a similar smell of cardilac fell near him and a paper peeped out
of it. It was Miss Neer’s record. He got up and picked the file. A chill flowed
through his spine when he read a news report amidst the documents…..
14 July, 2013
Neer, an employee in a reputed company, died an un-natural death
yesterday when a coffee machine exploded at her house after she returned from
her office…………………
He caught his breathe to peep out. There was no body on the
floor now!!!!
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