It’s All In A Name {Part 3}

Bhavya and I love to write fiction. We attempted to write stories based on words on every day in April, and it was fun. For a few days of the Ultimate Blog Challenge in July, we are again trying to write fiction, but this time, we are keeping the name of the central character the same. This is Part 3 of a series, and the character name is Peter.

Previous Parts: Part 1 | Part 2


Peter Sparrow, CEO, XLEnt Technologies.

The first thing Javed noticed was the photograph. It had been taken when he had started the company. A stone-faced man… he didn’t have a smile on his face, instead it was a look of steely determination that was there. He stood next to the sign outside the office, the first and the most important employee.

It seemed Peter had been through the mill before he had decided enough was enough. The career part of his CV had experience in various fields. He had started out at a big company, stayed there a few years, shot up the ladder. Then the tide had turned. He fell out of luck perhaps. The jobs he tried didn’t stick. He had even tried working in the IT sector of a private bank, but left it in half a year. That had been the nail in the proverbial coffin. That was the last job he “worked at”. He invested what he had saved into himself, and thus was born the XLEnt Technologies. His employees had a private joke on the name, though they admired his tenacity. They called XLEnt as the result of Peter’s Xtra Large Enthusiasm.

He never relaxed on the level of expectation he had of his employees. If he felt someone wasn’t up to the mark, he fired them. The number of times it had happened had got the company a reputation among job seekers. He was as stone-hearted as he was stone-faced. It was something that suited his name well and something that hadn’t fazed Javed. He was just as determined not to get on Peter’s wrong side.

A month had gone by since Javed joined. He had got into the routine of daily work. Other than Anamika sometimes being away from her desk during work for long hours, he hadn’t come across anything to complain of. He had to do get the salaries sorted for the month today. It was the first time he was handling it, having always been the junior HR officer in his previous places of employment. He was quite looking forward to it.

As he processed the salary slips, it came to his notice that Anamika’s salary was more than his, more than some of the senior employees at the company. It would not have bothered him; after all, she had been at the company before he had joined. But the difference was almost twice as much. For a secretary to get such an amount was practically unheard of. Had she somehow managed to alter her salary slips without Nina, the previous HR officer noticing, without Peter noticing?

Taking the evidence, he headed for Peter’s room. The door was slightly ajar. Just as he was about to knock, he heard voices from inside the room. As far as he knew, Peter hadn’t any interviews or meetings that day. Listening closer, he realized what he was witnessing. The words left no doubt.

“Oh! Oh! Harder, boss. Yes! Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Own your slave girl like only you can.”

The sensuous groans and dirty talk was coming from their common secretary, Anamika. Peeping in through the slight gap, he saw Anamika lying back on the floor, her shirt unbuttoned and nothing beneath it, her loose skirt hitched up above her hips and nothing beneath that either. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy as Peter, not noticing Javed, did exactly what Anamika had asked for and pushed harder into her, spreading her legs on either side of her with his hands.

Javed walked back to his room, the file in hand, and shaken by what he had just seen. He didn’t have any doubt now. The reason for Anamika’s hiked up salary was quite clear. He had no idea what to do. Resigning his post wasn’t on his mind. What if the omen came true, and he ended up like that cobbler? If he revealed what he had seen, then he’d be fired for sure, like Nina. He was glad it was a Friday. He needed the break to think clearly, away from the room. And he had to try to forget what he had seen.

His thoughts were broken by the sound of his mobile’s ringtone.

“Javed beta, just make sure you don’t have to work tomorrow ok? We are going somewhere. Don’t ask questions now. You’ll find out tomorrow.”

As he leaned back in his high-back chair, Javed had no doubt in his mind that his mother had opened another can of worms.

To be continued…

(10th July 2014)

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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

2 thoughts on “It’s All In A Name {Part 3}”

  1. It gets more complicated for Javed and more interesting for the reader. Seems like the frying pan and the fire are both out to get him. Cant wait for the next one 🙂

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