I received this text, late Friday night: Heard about the firing in Mulund. Hope you are okay. Please text back.
The bearer of such news and concern is this enthusiastic, opinionated 22-year old, whom I can’t exactly classify as a friend. But neither is she an acquaintance. She’s a friend of a friend whom I have interacted with over the phone, e-mail and on chat, mostly to discuss her career and it’s rudderless state of being. I offered her advice on her lacklustre resume, which sounds nothing like her personality, and even ticked her off a couple of times, when she did some very shoddy work for me. But I felt rather touched that this kid, whom I have never met in person, should be concerned.
Then this morning another friend called up and asked rather abruptly,” Are you okay?” “Er, yes,” I answered. Gtalk was acting up and hence I was offline for a couple of hours! And hence this worry.
I feel loved!
