So this was a special day which taught me the fundamental principle of life -" never judge a person by the looks"
So after finishing all the diurnal works i sat in my place exhausted and peeved. Meanwhile had a 5 Min nap; which was disturbed by a reeking smell of tobacco around. The guy was a literal threadbare with some patches of beard and a folder accompanying the bizarre. Unfortunately (later ,it was my fortune) he sat beside me and started to scrutinize some pages of a magazine. He had this habit of getting up once in every 10 Min and pondering up the book racks around for some books. Sitting there with that a pack of cigarette pack was like the " last thing to live for " situation. Noting all his activities i fortuitously completed some of my works and eagerly waited for the lunch interval.
In the cafeteria, the bizarre sat beside me for the lunch ; so i hastened up my lunch and went back to my seat. There in my table his dossier was there with some books scattered around. I have this habit from my childhood of poring new things; the same intuition struck the time and made me ponder his folder. Accidentally had a glance to his resume which had my heart to my throat.
The guy who i named bizarre was a graduate from IIT kharagpur, masters and doctorate in MIT USA and now he was running an orphanage in Delhi. With other appurtenance of awards and felicities filled his resume whose names where unknown. Replaced the resume back in the dossier with the trembling hands and went down to the cafeteria and genuflected him in front of every body.
Hope India doesn't let him brain drain out of the country
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