It was a bolt out of the blue day for me when I saw three (3) pieces of fresh green mangoes inside my unlocked compartment with message written on a piece of tissue paper. No name was indicated of where it came from, however my name is there. For some obvious logical thinking, I concluded its definitely mine. But still I went inside our office room to ask my group. "Who gave me the mangoes? I was like talking to nobody, for no one responded even the person whom I strongly feel and knew might be the culprit of giving such things to our team. Rissa, one of my groupmates secretly glanced to this person as if she was pointing to me the one who gave me the mangoes. Then, I looked at her and smiled. I guess that was enough to thank her than being presumptuous. So I pulled up my chair, sat, logged-in and started taking calls. The whole eight (8) hours of shift was a bit tedious. The ambiance was so humorless despite the upcoming Valentines Day though some are still excited to go home to spend the day with their special someone.
