Sunday, April 24, 2011

Bucket with a hole

Cricket match was going on in the TV.
‘What’s the score?’ asked my wife.
‘Ha, don’t know’ was my reply.
Then why the TV is loud, reduce the volume. Day dreaming as usual or what?
Oh, ya.
About what?
Our future...as to what next?
What next?
Ya, where to... after Muscat?
Why, what happened?
My boss called me yesterday and said there is lot of pressure to localise my job. Our HR department is asking him for a clear roadmap.
What you told him?
Told him..... my daughter is going to join University. Maximum of 4 years should be enough for me.
Thank god. That should be fine if your boss and HRD agrees.
Ya. Now get me a coffee.
My wife come with a cup of steaming coffee and see me lost in thoughts as usual.
Now what? Lost in day dream again.
Hmmmm.. Ya.
You don’t share anything with me. Tell me na.
Oh.. 4 years gone and my boss want to discuss the same topic again. He tells me, my time has come.
Oh..my god. What did you say?
I was trying to explain that my daughter has completed her University and my son will be ready to join University in 2 years and by that time my daughter’s marriage can also be finalized. So another 2 years.....
What was his reply?
He said, he is moving to another department in a month’s time and told me to discuss with my new boss whoever it is.
What have you planned?
Will discuss with the new boss. May be I can ask for more time.
Oh, only hope your new boss will agree to your request.
Are you joking? I wanted to return to India after 2 years of coming here. Having completed 20 years still wondering how many years I can still get. Came with an empty bucket with a big hole to fill petro dollars.....looks like the bucket will never fill up. My dear, after 6 years also the story will be the same!