Ok, today is the first day of the work at 'Sundusk family', they have informed me about various stuff.

I will be given clients based upon my personality and slowly and steadily my number of daily clients will increase.

Right now I am given a client's profile:

Name: Philip Moore

Age:74

Occupation: retired serviceman

Reason: his grandson cannot give him enough time due to work.

The later few pages were filled with what he liked and didn't, What was his relationship like with his grandson, What happened that the grandson couldn't talk to him And stuff.

So it seems that the grandson works at some while collar company and is so busy that he could not talk to his grandfather.

Hm... It also seems that this grandson doesn't have another family member other than this old man.

As the session started I was told to wait for the call. It seems that the clients are informed that when they can call and when not. Since I am not their grandson I am just bound to give them awkward silence and only speak when seriously asked to.

Ring... Ring... And there was how the session started I picked up the receiver and said hello just how it was mentioned in the profile given to me.

There was silence on the other side and then a voice came in a shaky tone which said "hello"

"Hello grandpa" I had to repeat the sentence since I wasn't really sure he could hear me.

The shaky voice continued

Grandpa: "My son, how are you? Are you living well? Is your work good? Is it worth your time?"

I was expected to give an answer here an immediate answer which was "everything is ok grandpa what about you"

(Even though I was talking there all pauses in the conversation and an awkward sense.)

Grandpa: "Oh, my kid I know everything is fine. How can it be bad for a person who is earning so well."

(I couldn't think of anything to reply and I wasn't even expected to .........)

Grandpa: "Son it's cold at night ok please wear warm clothes huh... It will not let you get cold since the time you were a kid you have always been weak to cold"

(The only answer I could give was "hmm")

Grandpa: "Son do you know? I have many friends here, they treat me well and they don't expect me to do anything."

(..... I still couldn't say anything to them as he continued)

Grandpa: "Son we here are way happy, recently you know I was given a gold price for being the best grandpa to the kids visiting old age home"

"Son I hope you are able to focus on your work and I am not disturbing you. What can an old man like me who is soon going to die actually give a young man like you?"

(..... My silence was now eating me up the over year coldness I was covered with was touched with warmth and care. I was still trying to stay silent as I can)

Grandpa: "Son I know everything you are trying to do is for the betterment of you and me. Since you couldn't give me your time you kept me with the like-minded people at old age home. Do you know, now the more stay away from you the more I want to see you, your future wife cooking working in the kitchen and your kids playing on the ground behind our house."

(I was on the edge to shout that I am not your grandson. The silence from my side had been continued for too long as if I wasn't there on the other side.)

Grandpa: "Son please come and meet me. If, if.. you can't meet me at the least please call me more often. This old soul will be happier than getting any treasure in the world"

(The old shaky voice was now starting crack as if the old man was crying. I couldn't do anything since I was told not to indulge myself with their matter.)

Grandpa: "Son I know I am asking too much from you but I hope that someday you visit me and call me first"

(I seriously was so angry on this grandson who had such a great person at his hand and he wanted to let go of this person.)

Grandpa: "Son I hope you continue to earn more the every coming day and we soon are able to talk. Talk to my real grandson."

(Grandpa was now speaking as if he knew I wasn't his grandson and just an imposter. I was feeling so guilty that I could start crying)

Grandson: "Son I know you are not talking much to me might be that this old man said something that made you feel bad. I hope you forgive me and we could get back together as a family"

This time I know he wanted at least a last greeting on the phone at least a bye but I was so much on the verge to cry that I couldn't bring my self to say anything. I guess grandpa could hear me on the other side and be still holding on the phone. I calmed myself down and the only thing I could say was "I am sorry"

This time answer didn't come the receiver was kept on the other side and I was now free from the call. But the pressure that just one call gave me was immense.

At that time my whole life story was running through my head and could feel the pain in my chest. That night it poured heavily my heart and even the clouds

Next day.

It's a new day and I am ready with a new profile. let's start with a new client......