They were 45 and there he was coming up with more than what was to be shared, making it a fun to be at. Me on the other hand, passing with just the physical presence and absent mentally to the fullest. A regular scene in the studious tide which fills the mid weekend of our lives.
It was no different today with just an hour to go. The same routine as mentioned above and none to be bothered otherwise. Something happened, and he banged his hand by mistake in order to find himself holding his palm with pain. The entire surroundings changed and 'ooh-aah' worries took the environment replacing the terms of computer architecture.
People literally loved him and the show of worry was natural. But to my surprise, there was no call for help or support from the 45. Only one absent minded guy asked for a break so that the hurt can be attended and mended. The reply received was unusual and it was believed that it was selfish of the absent-minded chap but he soon understood that the guy meant otherwise and the concern was for real.
The guy gave it a thought and concluded that he still continues to be a human being even though he is surrounded by machines. He was done with the incident only after jotting it down for his own future reference to remind him the fact that nomatter what happens, he can continue to be a human as long as he wants to be one.........
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