09-12-2021, 05:01 PM
One day I made a very simple and high visible mistake in office. One of my manager’s name is Ashish when I wrote an email to him copying 25 other members, I wrongly addressed him as ‘Kishore’ instead of Ashish. As my mind is always filled with Kishore.
My mistake was visible to all 25 team members in the email thread. I felt very ashamed of my silly mistake. The manager didn’t take it seriously and casually asked me. I apologized for my mistake. By that mistake, most of the members came to know that Kishore was my brother in law.
That was an embarrassing incident for me. That afternoon after I made that mistake, I was very upset with what happened. I felt guilty thinking what others would think about my relationship with Kishore as I used his name unconsciously in a wider email group.
I felt morally isolated with this mistake as already moral Pooja was questioning me a lot these days. One other girl who was also one of the person in the email I sent came to me. She introduced with me as Ramya in a friendly way and consoled me in a positive way.
Ramya said “Hey Pooja, please don’t feel bad about that silly mistake. This will happen sometimes. I know how much we girls love our brother in law. I am also like you. I love my brother in law so much. I am similar to you. My hubby is in Delhi. I am here with his parents and his brother. So I can very well understand the situation.”
I felt too happy that she is talking in the language I like. It was consoling to hear a supporting voice quoting her as an example. That made me curious and pushed me for her friendship. We did chit-chat on different things. I was curious to hear more about her story and relationship with her brother in law.
My mind was looking for support incidents that will embolden my view about sister in law – brother in law romantic relationship. Ramya and I become friends. One day casually she again opened up the topic about her relationship with her brother in law.
She said, “Pooja, my brother in law is a kind of person I don’t know how to define. He is my total strength and at the same time, he is a lot of problem for me. He is my biggest headache.” She gave expression when she described it. I laughed become curious.
I asked, “Haha, how come he is your strength and at the same time a problem as well?” She responded with a giggle and said “Come to my house one day, you will understand. Anyone coming to my home and see us for 20 minutes, will understand the problems I’m going through because of him.”
“My husband is ‘uncle’ for me in a relationship. We know each other from childhood. His brother, my hubby and I are grown up together. Since childhood, we fight with each other. So there is no respect from this idiot as he knows me from childhood. I complain to him in a funny tone that I should have married someone else. I would have gained respect from a brother in law.”
Her statement made me puzzled. It added a lot of curiosity to know more about her and her relationship with her brother in law. I started looking for a chance to visit her home sometime. I slowly recovered from the office mishap upset and my romantic hormones started to flow again.
Again, my dream, fantasy, and desire continued on Kishore. I enjoyed evening chitchat in the living room on the sofa with Kishore. I never felt like going to my room to sleep. I chatted with him laughing, smiling, sharing the jokes, etc late at night. He used to remind me that it is getting late for the night.
He advised me to go to bed for enough sleep so that I can go to the office fresh next day morning. I had to listen to him and half-heartedly went to bed each day waving bye. I kept expecting that he will come to my room and continue to chat sitting next to me on my bed, even though I know that it will not happen.
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My mistake was visible to all 25 team members in the email thread. I felt very ashamed of my silly mistake. The manager didn’t take it seriously and casually asked me. I apologized for my mistake. By that mistake, most of the members came to know that Kishore was my brother in law.
That was an embarrassing incident for me. That afternoon after I made that mistake, I was very upset with what happened. I felt guilty thinking what others would think about my relationship with Kishore as I used his name unconsciously in a wider email group.
I felt morally isolated with this mistake as already moral Pooja was questioning me a lot these days. One other girl who was also one of the person in the email I sent came to me. She introduced with me as Ramya in a friendly way and consoled me in a positive way.
Ramya said “Hey Pooja, please don’t feel bad about that silly mistake. This will happen sometimes. I know how much we girls love our brother in law. I am also like you. I love my brother in law so much. I am similar to you. My hubby is in Delhi. I am here with his parents and his brother. So I can very well understand the situation.”
I felt too happy that she is talking in the language I like. It was consoling to hear a supporting voice quoting her as an example. That made me curious and pushed me for her friendship. We did chit-chat on different things. I was curious to hear more about her story and relationship with her brother in law.
My mind was looking for support incidents that will embolden my view about sister in law – brother in law romantic relationship. Ramya and I become friends. One day casually she again opened up the topic about her relationship with her brother in law.
She said, “Pooja, my brother in law is a kind of person I don’t know how to define. He is my total strength and at the same time, he is a lot of problem for me. He is my biggest headache.” She gave expression when she described it. I laughed become curious.
I asked, “Haha, how come he is your strength and at the same time a problem as well?” She responded with a giggle and said “Come to my house one day, you will understand. Anyone coming to my home and see us for 20 minutes, will understand the problems I’m going through because of him.”
“My husband is ‘uncle’ for me in a relationship. We know each other from childhood. His brother, my hubby and I are grown up together. Since childhood, we fight with each other. So there is no respect from this idiot as he knows me from childhood. I complain to him in a funny tone that I should have married someone else. I would have gained respect from a brother in law.”
Her statement made me puzzled. It added a lot of curiosity to know more about her and her relationship with her brother in law. I started looking for a chance to visit her home sometime. I slowly recovered from the office mishap upset and my romantic hormones started to flow again.
Again, my dream, fantasy, and desire continued on Kishore. I enjoyed evening chitchat in the living room on the sofa with Kishore. I never felt like going to my room to sleep. I chatted with him laughing, smiling, sharing the jokes, etc late at night. He used to remind me that it is getting late for the night.
He advised me to go to bed for enough sleep so that I can go to the office fresh next day morning. I had to listen to him and half-heartedly went to bed each day waving bye. I kept expecting that he will come to my room and continue to chat sitting next to me on my bed, even though I know that it will not happen.
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