Laya hadn’t seen Raagesh in over ten years before today. But if it wasn’t for the resume he had given her, she might not have recognized him. The man in front of her didn’t feel like the confident, charming Raagesh she had been friends with in college. The brown eyes had lost the smile they usually had. Even his voice earlier had betrayed a lack of belief.
As she went through the questions for the interview, his answers were on the money. She hadn’t doubted that ability. He had been one of the highest ranked in the college.
“Thank you, Mr. Das,” she said, keeping to the formal tone expected of her from the other interviewers beside her. “I think I can speak for my colleagues and say we’re impressed with your technical ability. When can you join?”
She saw that old smile return to his eyes, as he thanked the team for their decision. The market had been hard on even the best that year. The loss of his old job had been hard on him.
“I haven’t forgotten how you helped me to not give up on myself back in college,” she thought, now giving him the chance he truly deserved.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason,
13th April, 2017)