Onsite offer - Good one !!!

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I was in flight, was going to onsite once again, was very happy plane takes off, n takes me to the sky.
I looked outside the window, nice evening scene, feels like heaven.
I just lost myself in that beauty.
Someone's voice disturbed me "excuse me sir, would you like to have something?". I turned back, and was surprise to see my beautiful old schoolmate, Saakshi.
"Hey Saakshi, is that you, how come you... wow, you looks still the same, pretty.. in this Air-hostess suit"
"Saurabh, wo.....w, I can’t believe this is you.. ohh sorry I am on my job, will talk to you later"
she left smile on my face. I couldn’t believe in my eyes, It reminded me my school days memories.
How crazy I was about her, always followed her after the school, wrote love letters, but never dared to give one of them. Always looking at her in the class,
from last bench. she was the queen of our class. I fought with 2-3 other guys for her, how stupid I was.
I couldn’t stop myself, looking at her again, I was amazed to see that, she became more beautiful then she were at school.
she too looked at me and smile, then she said something to her fellow air-hostess, then they both started smiling.
I was clueless that what happened. her colleague was also damn pretty. Oh my god, today you fulfill one of my dream.
I thought of going there and having chat with her, but I knew that, it’s her job, so I stopped myself.
again started looking outside the window.
we were above the clouds making an awesome scene outside, also inside, because of her smile.
I got some courage, and pretended that I am going towards toilet.
I looked at her, she understood what I desired.
she came toward me and said : "extremely sorry yaar, I couldn’t talk to you much,
so say how are you, where have you been these many years, and what’s your success story? for what purpose you are going?"
"Hmmm... I was always there, it was you who left everything after school, I searched you, so many places wherever I could, but no existence of you. Then I completed my college, got a job in such a nice company, I didn’t know, my company will give me this much, still I m going for an onsite job, don’t know when will return back. you know, I got everything in my life except someone, with whom I can actually share my world, my success. someone..."
I looked straight into her eyes.. those blue eyes, I think she got the answer, who is that 'someone'
with some pain in her eyes, she said, "sorry got to go, will give you my number"
I again, sat back to my seat, very silent, looking outside, and hoping some answer.
it was dark outside by that time, some thunder in cloud, just like inside my heart.
then suddenly, plane started getting hiccups.. everyone got scared..
I saw Saakshi running towards mic, she made an announcement, that don’t be panic as they are facing a storm outside.
but plane started shaking badly, everyone started feeling it’s the last moment of their lives...
I keep on watching Saakshi, and she to me...
then something hit my back hard.. and there was a complete darkness in front of me..
deep silent, but I could still feel the shaking plane, and people's scream..
then someone shouted... 'Saaaauuuuraaabhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!'
"Saurabh, wake up you are again sleeping in office, wake up, I need that report urgently"
Damn.. I looked here-there, same ODC, no Onsite, no plane.. no Saakshi..
I stared at my PM in anger.. Because of you only, that plane crashed!!
 
I STILL DONT KNOW, WHY IT HAPPENS DAILY BETWEEN 2 TO 3 PM

When you say things in anger

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.  His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.  The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.  Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.  He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.  He said, you have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.  The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. 

You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.  It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there." A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.