I, The Graduating Engineering Student Turned Incidental Writer (fourteenth Stride) – Service Break

Foreword
This series of articles, on the travails and torments of required writing for school term papers, thesis or dissertation, are purposely taken in the point of view of the student in the graduating or senior years. Hopefully, they reveal how much anguish and agony he goes through in every phase of the activity he is obliged to present, even to defend in front of a panel of peers, prior to receiving his much toiled-for diploma.

Previously
The graduating student has spent an inordinate amount of time researching on the web for data on Business Process Outsourcing, and is all the more convinced that it is “a WIN/WIN deal for both the service provider countries and the client nations that granted them the contracts”.

There are plenty of instances when I become so concentrated on my work that all time and space become warped. The first thing that usually shocks me back from outer space is aroma that comes with my every yawn, and the high pile of pizza boxes on the kitchen sink and soda pop cans covering my bed.

Regaining my perspective, I placed everything where they rightfully belong, usually the trash bags, and then took a long warm bath. I needed a whiff of fresh outside air and perhaps a dash of learned opinion. I therefore decided to go see my new friend the call-center agent, whose family just arrived from their country to visit him.

It was amazingly hospitable for these folks to let me join them for lunch, although it was quite rude of me not to call ahead and to come almost at meal time. I was introduced to the wife and the two children, one an inquisitive 9-year old boy, and the other a plumpish; exuberant 20-year old girl with auburn hair and very-light brown eyes that shuts to impish slits whenever she giggles. I must have stared for an eternity because my friend’s grip felt a little tighter than normal as he lead me to the open-air balcony, for our usual tête-à-tête over beer.

The questions in my mind must be becoming visible on my forehead, judging from the way my friend rattled off information about her. She is named Mayumi, which in their language means ‘demure’, and is in the junior year majoring in English. Exactly who I need, I thought!

But does she have a boyfriend? I soon found the answer to that question although none came out of my mouth - there is actually one she considers special among her many suitors. I felt my heart sank involuntarily and the cold beer suddenly tasted bitter.

It is said alcohol has the ability to dull the senses; well, not all the senses I discovered, for my heart was still heavy. For all the very rational person that I am, trying to convince myself it is too soon to have feelings as these, I am strangely conscious of my emotional distress.

As I walked home, the approaching evening also seemed a lot colder and chilly.

Next: the fifteenth stride – spirit restored

By: Mind Rich

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