Sagar: "Ah, this feels great! Faster, come on, quicker and harder. No one does it better than you. Scratch a little higher. Ahh, that's it. Now I'm feeling relieved. Keep scratching my back."
While plucking another petal from a flower, he says, "And next time, my dear colleague..."
AS&Rk Company
Some people in the office were chatting when one of them said, "Sagar is taking his last breaths in the hospital. Should we go and see him? After all, he used to be our old colleague."
Hearing this, a bald man, whose head shone like a bright star, said, "You're missing that thief so much?" The man replied, "Oh please, stop saying that. Everyone here knows Sagar could never do such a thing in his life. I think someone framed him."
Angrily, the bald man, named Vishal, said, "So are you saying I lied about him?" He glared at the man while saying this. The man responded, "Fine, ask anyone standing here; they'll all say the same thing."
Vishal retorted, "Forget all that! Why are you suddenly feeling so much pity for that pushover today? Don't tell me you think we're responsible for his condition?" The man, trying to clarify, replied, "No, no, it's nothing like that..."
At that moment, a boy interrupted their conversation and said, "Where is Mr. Arvind Singhania's cabin? Can you tell me? I have something to deliver to him."
Irritated, Vishal shouted, "Get lost! Go ask someone else." The boy began to leave, but Vishal stopped him, saying, "What did you say? You're here for Mr. Arvind?"
The boy nodded and say yes.
Suddenly, Vishal's tone changed, and he said, "Oh, little brother, why are you so worried? I'm here. I'll deliver the courier to Mr. Arvind's cabin." The boy, confused by Vishal's sudden change in demeanor, hesitated and said, "But the signature..."
Vishal snatched the courier from his hands and said, "I'll handle that too." But as the boy pulled the courier back, he replied, "Sorry, but the sender strictly instructed that this courier must go directly to Mr. Arvind."
Vishal asked, "What's in this box, anyway?" The boy replied, "I'm not sure about that." Vishal said, "Don't worry; I'll deliver it safely to Mr. Arvind. You can ask anyone here if you want."
Everyone around stared at Vishal in surprise, finding it impossible to associate honesty and truthfulness with him. However, they all nodded in no together, not daring to speak up.
The boy, slightly confused, looked at the others, hesitated, and then Vishal snatched the courier again, saying, "Make sure to deliver it carefully to Mr. Arvind and don't open it before that."
As the boy began to leave, he muttered under his breath, "So this is Vishal, huh? He really is as sneaky as they say."
From behind, someone called out, "Hey, what about the signatures?" But the boy walked away silently.
After taking the courier, Vishal said to his colleagues, "Wait here for a bit; I'll be back." As he left, his colleagues whispered, "This jerk never misses a chance to act like the most hardworking person in the office."
Another said, "Yeah, he behaves as if he's running the whole office by himself. And don't even get me started on how much he sucks up to the boss..."
The third person chimed in, "Forget it. Anyway, it's his behavior that's earned him promotions so quickly. Otherwise, Sagar would've been in his position a long time ago."
"True," someone added. "That jerk always took credit for Sagar's hard work. Scumbag!"
Everyone turned to the person who had just spoken and said, "And you're no saint either. Don't forget how much you benefited from him."
Meanwhile, Vishal knocked on Arvind's cabin door. A voice from inside said, "You may come in."
Vishal entered and said, "Sir, this courier is for you." Arvind, who appeared quite old, replied, "Oh, it's you. You're already working so hard; why did you take this upon yourself? You could've asked someone else."
Smiling, Vishal said, "No problem, sir. I often handle small tasks like these. It reduces everyone's workload. Besides, we should always help others, no matter how junior they are in rank."
Hearing this, Arvind replied, "What noble thoughts you have. Alright, place it on the table and you may leave. By the way, who sent it?"
Hearing this, Vishal says, "Sir, I don't know, but there's something written on it." Arvind, curious, asks, "What's written on it?" To which Vishal replies, "Something really strange. It says, 'Happy Bankruptcy, motherf**kers"
Hearing this, Mr. Arvind looks at the box in astonishment and opens it, finding a tape recorder inside. As soon as Mr. Arvind plays it, the voices of Vishal and his colleagues talking can be heard.
After listening to the voice, Vishal starts sweating. Nervously, he says, "Sir, it seems someone sent this nonsense. You shouldn't waste your time on it. Anyway, it's just casual conversation."
But while saying this, Vishal was visibly nervous. Mr. Arvind noticed his nervousness and said, "No, I want to hear it."
From the tape recorder, a voice says, "That dog, that scumbag Arvind! I've been sucking up to him for the last two years, and yet he hasn't promoted me. So, I mixed my urine into his glass of liquor." After this, Vishal, in a drunken state, continues to hurl abuses at Mr. Arvind.
After listening to the abuses, Mr. Arvind presses the recorder angrily and glares at Vishal with rage. Nervously, Vishal tries to explain, "That's not me in the recording! Someone must've imitated my voice. Honestly, sir, I've never done anything like this!"
Mr. Arvind gestures with his hand to silence him and continues listening to the recording, where Vishal and his colleagues mock Mr. Arvind, calling him old, bald, crazy, and hurling many insults.
Among all, Vishal was the loudest, leading the group, while his colleagues agreed with him, continuing to insult and ridicule Mr. Arvind. Arvind sat there, listening shamelessly.
Standing before him, Vishal was panicking. In his mind, he cursed whoever sent the package. He couldn't figure out how they got the recording since he had mocked his boss over six months ago while drunk and had indeed mixed his urine into his drink.
Vishal wanted to explain himself, but Mr. Arvind Singhania angrily interrupted him, saying, "I said, keep quiet!" The recording continued with Vishal saying, "That fool—oops, I mean the honorable Mr. Arvind—didn't even realize that I was the one who stole ₹50,000."
"And I even lied to him, saying that it was Sagar's doing. That idiot believed me without any investigation and kicked poor Sagar out of the company. Sometimes I actually feel bad for him because anyone can take advantage of him like that. Honestly, I've never seen a more honest, upright, and straightforward person in my life."
With that, the recording ended. Vishal was left utterly confused, wondering when he had supposedly stolen ₹50,000. After all, he had only taken ₹25,000 from it, and he had never confessed this to anyone before.
Vishal tried to defend himself, saying, "Sir, this isn't my voice!" Suddenly, his mind raced, and he recalled the final line: "I've never seen anyone as honest, truthful, genuine, and virtuous as him in my life."
Realizing something, he thought, "This must be the handiwork of that scumbag Sagar!"
But Mr. Arvind didn't listen to a word and slapped Vishal hard across the face, saying, "You and your colleagues are to leave my company immediately! If I see you near this company again, your fate will be worse."
Shocked, Vishal walked out of the office. Suddenly, he saw the same delivery boy standing in front of him, who said, "Hello, Mr. Vishal. Funny enough, I have another package for you. Here, please sign."
Vishal, still in shock, took the package from his hands and opened it to find another tape recorder. Furious, Vishal shouted, "This has to be sent by that scumbag Sagar, right?"
The boy replied, "I don't know anything about that. My job is just to deliver. I don't know who sent it." With this, the boy walked away.
As Vishal played the recording, Sagar's voice emerged.
Sagar said, "Ah, looks like you received my little gift. I'm guessing you've already delivered it to Mr. Arvind. Anyway, let's leave that aside. I think you should head home now because I've planted a bomb there."
Furious, Vishal cursed Sagar, shouting, "You bastard! My pregnant wife—" He paused mid-sentence, realizing something, and sprinted toward his home. His mind was racing, consumed with fear for the safety of his wife and unborn child.
Suddenly, he collided with something and fell to the ground, his nose bleeding. Despite this, he mustered his strength, got up, and ran faster.
In his mind, he vowed, "If anything happens to my wife and child, I swear I'll kill you, Sagar!"