Aakansha mummered to herself , as she turned the pages of the file ,"mistakes and more mistakes ."
She picked the receiver of the phone and dialled a number " Megha ! "
Aakasha spoke in a soft tone "can you please come in "
Megha "Yes ,sure ma'am ."
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Soon their was a knock at the door , and a soft shrill voice asked "may I come in ma'am "
Aakasha "yes ,please "
A pail short heighted , skinny girl entered the room "ma'am did you called me. "
"Yes ! Megha " Aakasnsha was about to shout at her but something within her stopped her and her voice switched to a humble one .
" I have gone through this story , and it requires a few corrections , can you please edit it ."
Aakasha handing over the file to Megha thumbed her forehead " I have done the corrections in it and you have to just go through and re-write and get a print out and give me ."
Megha nervously opened the file and saw that in each page Aakansha had encircled her mistakes with red pen and the whole file was
a combat zone of blue and red ink .
Megha in a apologetic voice " sorry ,ma'am I will not make mistakes in the future ."
Aakasha bent back on her chair and thumbed her forehead "ok ,now you may leave."
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Aakasha kept on starring at the ceiling for a long time , a memory from the past flashed infront of her eyes .
White sheets flying in a grey room , where a young girl was a subject of laughter amongst hazy heads .
A slight shiver ran in Aakansha's slim body ,she picked up her bag and left her chamber .
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Aakansha entered the lobby of the building
where ten grey sketches of great personalities were hung against the wall of the pathway .
While crossing the long pathway she gazed at the sketches , with admiration . Lady Diana ,
Mother Teresa and further more and then suddenly she stopped and touched a sketch with love flowing out of her eyes .
Suddenly Megha came rushing from behind and called out " Ma'am I have rectified all the mistakes ,please before going have a look over the article ."
Aakansha resuming back to her current
situation looked back at Megha and said to her "why haven't you left for home ? Office hours are over ?"
"No ,ma'am ! I felt ashamed of myself ,when i opened the file ,so I thought to first recorrect my work and then go back ."
Aakansha held the file in her hands and started reading it infront of the black and white sketch .
Megha with a note of query in her voice asked a question to Aakasha, "Ma'am ! If you don't mind can you please tell me one thing?"
Aakansha closed the file and with raised eyebrows saw Megha and said " yes !"
Megha in an innocent voice " Ma'am I know all the personalities who are portrayed in these sketches , but I often wonder whose sketch is this ? "
Akanksha calmly touched the picture and said "it's my mom " and she handed the file to Megha and said "now the article is fine and will be published in the next issue " and handed the file back to her and went out the building and at the end stood her own grey sketch against the wall.
