Flash fiction: P Anil Prasad
The worst recession was at its peak. Six weeks passed since Sudheesh lost his job in the IT company. It was a rainy midnight. Flash of lightning kept on peeping into his bed room through the glass windows. He was not able to sleep. For some time he lain staring at the strange and momentary shades being created by the lightning and darkness together. Then he pressed his face hard against the pillow.
He had not been sleeping well after the termination, in fact. Even though an anticipated one, he found it extremely difficult to recover from the shock of termination. He had a little hope on the Project Manager’s promise to take him back in a short while. Later a friend, who was working with the company’s accounts department, told him the Project Manager was also sacked.
The rain was getting thicker. He got off the bed and slowly walked to the living room. He sat there on the floor with an empty mind. He had been living in that rented three room apartment in the city for many years. Almost all his neighbours were techies. But now most of them have lost their jobs and left the place. But he tried to continue there, even though he was not sure how long he would be able to continue as such with a very humble balance in his salary account.
While in job, he received comparatively better salary and other benefits. But like many others in the industry, he never bothered about savings. Weekend trips, reckless purchases and parties all together kept on draining his salary account.
When self-pity started to burn his heart again, he slowly walked back to bedroom, switched on the bedroom lamp, grabbed the laptop from the small bookshelf at the left corner of the room and fell on the bed. Lying in the bed he switched on the laptop. For some time he mechanically surfed through the drives and folders in the laptop and at last logged onto his social network, which he never visited after losing the job. He browsed though the status updates of his virtual friends. Suddenly he stopped at the update from a friend called 'Ann'.
“At last the inevitable has happened. Do u know wat?”
“termination” he commented
“how do you know!!!” – her reply came in a few seconds
“bcuz I was also sacked :)”
“ha…ha.. I got the notice a few minutes before…I think the tension after having sacked is lesser than the tension while expecting it :)”
“wanna go 4 d last party by friends here…catch u up later”
“bye, take care”
It was the first time his tension eased a little after the termination. ‘I must sleep now’ – he murmured.