Aslam Khan, a strongly build 58 yrs old gentleman was highly devastated after losing both his 35-year-old only son and 55 yrs old loving wife in a tragic car accident. Not only was he heartbroken losing them at the same time, but his daughter-in-law, Mumtaz, was left almost speechless, unable to believe that her twelve years of marriage had suddenly come to a halt.
However, it was certain that his only granddaughter, Parveen, a student in Class VI, was shocked the most, and it was extremely hard to stop her from crying. Immediately after the deaths, his daughter-in-law would weep…. sometimes for an hour, sometimes longer. He remembered comforting her many times…. hugging her in his strong arms…. just like his own daughter, her tears wetting his shoulder.
He often went out of his way to hug and comfort her, trying to pacify her crying while remembering the sweet memories of his own wife, and thereby feeling his daughter-in-law’s soft breasts pressed against his chest. He felt excited by this but instantly his mind swept with guilt as he cursed himself for his dirty feelings. He guessed it was just his way of trying to offer support each other; naturally, it made both of them become very close.
This unbearable state of shock weighed heavily on the Khan family for the next few months, but time eventually had its healing effect as they gradually coped with the fateful situation. Aslam consoled his daughter-in-law and granddaughter and firmly took charge of the household. Actually now he was the sole earner of the family, who worked at a private manufacturing company.
Mumtaz, understanding the gravity of the situation, made it her sole aim to raise her daughter and look after her father-in-law, while also managing the family’s daily affairs. Determined to provide for them, Aslam tried his best to secure a higher position and a better salary at the company. So he decided to persuade the company manager and told him about his family’s severe condition.
The company manager….. a tall, unmarried, 28-year-old Punjabi young man with whom Aslam shared a cordial relationship…. deeply empathised with his situation and compassionately tried to help him. So one day Mr. Sukhvinder Singh, the supreme boss messaged in Aslam’s mobile to meet with him at his chamber after office hours.
“May I come in Sir?,” Aslam said knocking on the door of his private chamber.
“Oh sure, come in Aslambhai,” he said calmly as he walked in and closed the door behind him. He came before his desk who was looking through a file attentively. “Sit down please.”
“Thank you Sir,” he said politely and sat in a chair opposite to his polished wooden desk and looked at him expectantly.
“You know Ansari has put his resignation to the HR yesterday. The post of the sales manager will be vacant by next month.” Mr. Singh said raising his head from the file.
“Yes Sir, he has gotten a better chance in another company,” he replied.
“Yes, and now it’s in my hand…. whom should I promote to that post.” He looked in his eyes. “What do you think? Who should be the sales manager of our branch?”
