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Man In The Bank Alvin Gladstone
Anxiety
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James was trying hard to locate the payment transaction sheet, he was seated in a old wooden chair which creaked every time James turned around or just stretched himself. It had been more than seven years since he was working in the National Bank, all the sounds and creeks had become very familiar to him. There were various files piled up in the table in front of him, even as he tried his best to locate the document, there was a expression of discontentment from Mr.Sivanand.
"Can you pls do a little faster, im in a hurry", said Siva, "I need to catch my bus in another 10mins".
"Am sorry but im doing my best here, it is Ramesh who maintains this document and he is on leave today", said James. He appeared tensed and looked at the clock, it was 1:14PM.
Siva frowned.
"okay, let me go and check in another room" said James and then he twisted his arm to look at his watch. It was still 1:14.
James entered into the adjacent room, there were cupboards lined up all along the wall and all the cupboards were filled with files. They were numerous, in various colors and sizes, though the cupboards were arranged neatly, all the files seemed to be shabbily placed. Why don't they buy files which look just the same, James wondered. He looked at his watch again, it was 1:16. He was trying to locate the payment cupboard just when the phone rang. James turned around and walked out of the room fast towards the phone, it looked as if he was running. Siva was surprised to see James walking out so fast, for a moment he thought James had actually located the documents. Siva frowned again when he saw James heading towards the phone.
"hello", James said very quick.
"Oh, one minute please", James turned back and raised his voice " Ravi, it's for you".
As James was heading back to the room he looked at Siva and said "I'l just be back" and he looked at his watch, it was 1:19. James entered into the room and saw a sticker on a cupboard that read "Payments - Cheques". He opened the cupboard and immediately found one distinctive file which was not aligned in the formation with the rest of the files. It looked as if someone had taken that file just few days back. He picked up that file up and opened it, the phone rang again. James rushed back again and picked up the receiver.
"Hello" said James.
"Ravi, its for you again"
He looked at the file in his and hand and then went to his chair and sat. "Did you find it?", asked Siva, "let me see" said James. As he was turning over the pages, he looked at the clock, it was 1:23.
"Mr.Siva, The documents doesn't seem to be present here too", Said James "Would it be fine, If I can give you a call as soon as I find it, may be you are getting late for your bus".
Siva murmured few words to himself and said "Okay, but please call me back, I cant come back to bank again for this". "Sure, we will" said James and thanked his patience.
As Siva left, James looked at all the papers and files lying at his table. He had to place them back in order, however he was quite relieved to not have Siva around. He took a long breath and stretched his arms. His chair creaked but he didn't seem to mind that sound. He looked at the clock above, it was 1:26, there was a calendar just by the side, it was dated Aug 12th, 1982 and he kept watching the calendar for sometime. He still appeared to be tensed.
The phone rang again, as James stood up, Ravi raised his hand and gestured if he should pick up. James shook his head and rushed towards the phone.
"Hello", James said.
"Yes Uncle, what happened", "Great, Thank God", exclaimed James. "and what time was it...1:14?"
"Hello, Hello, Uncle can you hear me?" James tapped the phone several times hoping the line would be resumed again. Finally he hung up the phone, however he had lost the tensed expression that he was carrying in his face.
He went and sat back in his chair, he cupped his face with both the hands and closed his eyes for a while. As he opened his eyes with his hands still covring the face, he saw between his fingers a paper on the table with a bold S print at the top. He quickly moved forward and picked up the paper, the subject read -
"Payment Details" Name - Mr. S. Sivanand.
James Smiled.
His colleague Ravi who has been attending most of the phone calls came to his desk and looked at James smiling.
"Hey James, what's the smile all about?" asked Ravi
James raised his eyes and smiled -
"I just became a dad" Said James, "Its a baby boy".
- Alvin
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