I was sitting on my dining chair and biting my nails. The fear of termination has scrawled in my throat, and I was gulping a huge lump of worries. Within five hours, our agency was fired from three places. News about our workplace carelessness had spread like a fire and burned every trust, respect, clients, and faith we have earned.
"What will you do now? Will you vacant employee's quarters within two days? It's all my fault. I should have double-checked everything." Inderjit began to blame himself. He was sitting on the chair beside me.
"It's not your fault, Kiddo. We are cleaners, not security guards, to double-check." He was blaming himself too much, so I was trying my best to console him.
"You're too good, didi. I ruined your business, but still, you're supporting me. You and Aunt S
