want foreign bank accounts than a Tamilian. And I am a Punjabi, so they would
give me Delhi. Something yelped inside me. I read the letter again and again until
I fell asleep.
One week later, I received a call at home. Mother picked it up and said it was from
a guy who sounded like a girl.
‘Hello?’ I said.
‘Hi Krish, it’s Devesh from Citi HR.’
‘Oh, hi Devesh. How are you?’
‘Good, I just wanted to give you your joining date and location.’
My heart started to beat fast. ‘Yes,’ I said, excited and nervous.
‘So you start on June 1.’
‘OK.’
‘And we are placing you in Chennai.’
Imaginary fireworks exploded all over the Delhi sky. I felt real love for Devesh,
the HR department and Citibank for the first time in my life.