"...dedication ho to iske jaisa..."
...said the leader, putting both his hands on the guy's shoulders. ["One should be as dedicated as him"] Let's call this guy Ahmed & the leader....erm, Gabbar.
It was a Monday. Gabbar had called for a meeting. He was one of those kinds who loved a big cabin with a lot of white boards. For every small thing, a meeting was called. Everyone had to sit & brainstorm about something or other. Gabbar would take notes on the 4 white boards and, at the end of it, take snaps of the art using his phone.
He started the meeting by talking about how a situation had come up over the weekend in which he & Ahmed spent the Sunday in the office. "I needed one of you to come. I called up Ahmed coz I know he is very helpful & I could bank on him." he said, adding what I quoted above. Ahmed was a nice guy. Very humble, very helpful. The go-to person for everyone.
We had a five-day work week, but Gabbar loved going to the office every Saturday too. Ahmed started visiting the office every Saturday for a few hours as well. This, after working till 9-9.30 pm often.
One Friday morning, Ahmed walked into the office dressed up nicely. A brand new classy blue shirt & his favourite jeans. "Birthday hai kya?" asked one of the friends. "Nahi re, it's my parents' wedding anniversary. I am treating them today. First time since I started earning." he said, with his wide & humble smile.
Gabbar called us for a meeting at 6 pm. The clock touched 6.30 and we signalled Ahmed to leave. Ahmed behaved as if we did not exist in the room. Around 7.15, one guy gathered courage & said out loud "Arre Ahmed, you had to leave early for your parents' anniversary dinner right?" Ahmed just smiled. "Wish them on my behalf too Ahmed" said Gabbar with a wide grin. "But on Fridays all the restaurants are packed. I suggest you take them out for a lavish lunch tomorrow at a nice place, instead. Or do you need to leave now?" asked Gabbar, looking at one of the white boards. "No Sir, I'll wait,'' replied Ahmed, still smiling. The meeting continued for another 40 odd minutes.
One day, Ahmed did not turn up at work. One became three. We then found out that Ahmed had been diagnosed with very high blood pressure along with some other heart related ailments. Stress was blamed for his condition. Ahmed did not report to work for another week. "Ahmed is a strong guy, he will be back with a bang soon,'' said Gabbar in one of the meetings. Ahmed resigned 4 days later, requesting to be relieved immediately. He took a 3 month break to recover from his ill health. After 3 more months, he was able to land a new job.
Last week I bumped into Ahmed (and that's why this incident came to my mind). "How's work & life?" I asked. "Dono ekdum mast" ["both are good"] he replied, flashing the same humble yet wide smile, just as a little girl came running from behind, holding a stick loaded with vibrant pink cotton candy, staring cautiously at the stranger that was talking to her dad...