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A short story

It was a very busy office. The sound of typewriters and printers filled with the murmuring of a huge 100 people staff on the 5th floor. A new joinnee in the finance department was excited about his work, it was his first day and he had the chance to meet the CEO.
During his interviews he had known from his manager that the company ideology is personally prepared by the CEO himself. He had already read a lot about him. He wondered how lucky he must be! A man in his 50s, who was as rich as Croesus, was once a school dropout and owned a company of employees who are far more learned in terms of academics.

His heart pounced and the beats were faster as he reached the 11th floor.. the CEO's cabin. All he had to get is a signature on the cheque. In one corner in front of a huge desk sat the CEO's PA. A beautiful young girl dressed in a pink salwar kameez. She looked at him and smiled, "how may I help you?". He asked her if he could meet him, "I need his signature, I won't take long" he said it quickly. The girl confirmed it on the phone and asked him to proceed.

There he was seated in a chair or you may say a throne. He was talking over the phone and was interrupted by his presence so he asked "yes, young man.. show me the papers!" After a few glance the CEO signed it. But whats this.. there was some mismatch in the signature. The trainee was alarmed! How do I tell him that the sign is incorrect! It was only his first day.. what impact will he have on his seniors! He was reluctant but didn't have the courage to move out. "Whats it!" the CEO barged in. "S..s..sir! the sign! Its..." "You think it doesn't match?" "uh.. yes" "Don't worry young man! The signature has to do nothing much to get the papers pass.. Its my destiny that will do the needful."

He silently moved out. After few days he saw a confirmation on his email list that the paper work is done, he was amazed. He wondered if destiny seem to be more powerful than any other thing!

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