‘Svetlana, you’re glowing! Happy to see you like that!’ he said.
I wasn’t aware of a change, though. I’d followed the same routine as on all the other days. Was the joy I felt so obvious on my face? It would seem so.
My boss began to tease me. ‘Svetlana… you’ve fallen in love over the weekend.’
As soon as he said this, I felt my colleagues turn their gaze towards me. They even came over and formed a circle around me. Are people really so interested in the intimate, personal life of others? Such curiosity seemed misplaced to me. I felt uncomfortable. I realised I couldn’t get out of this situation by just evading the question, although I gave the simplest reply possible: ‘In love? Me? No, that’s impossible. But I am happy.’
My boss retorted that if I were happy, it was precisely because
