Bully #fiction

The team leader kept shouting at the bespectacled fresher. I just couldn’t stand it anymore. Enough of being a spectator. ‘Stop bullying him,’ I said loud and clear. His attention shifted to me. ‘What? What did you say?’

‘I said stop bullying him.’

‘And who are you, madam, to say me that? How dare you? Would you instead like to take up his task and stay over the weekend?’ he threatened.

I was seething inside. ‘You don’t have to tower over him like that. He’s doing well enough.’

‘And you are the judge? Says who? The one who fumbled during the presentation yesterday,’ his tone was piercing.

I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of seeing my shivering feet. I mustered up all my courage, pent up anger and spoke again,’ You are not perfect yourself. Get out of the illusion. Everyone knows of your shortcomings even if you think they don’t. Stop being too much of yourself.’ That silenced him for a minute. The highest anyone had managed till date.


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