Devil and The Deep Sea

Apr 4, 2018 | Blogging A2Z Challenge

A cackle of laughter from her boss’s cabin startled her. She waited patiently, for the conversation to end and the man to leave, after which she waltzed right in. Seeing her irate expression, her manager spoke up without preamble. ‘Look, Rhia, you can’t possibly object to someone smiling.’

‘His hand brushed past my chest. And not for the first time.’

‘Yes, he told me how that had been accidental. You should withdraw this complaint.’ He pointed to the hand-written complaint she had submitted against her colleague. He looked at her. ‘Just accept his apology, will you? Or you could resign, if you’re that uncomfortable.’

‘Those are the only two options I have? Accept and move on. Or quit and move on. That’s like between the devil and the deep sea.’ Rhia shook her head in disappointment and walked off.

On reaching her desk, Rhia opened her browser application and keyed in the search words – ‘how to break someone’s arm’.


Disclaimer – The above story is strictly for entertainment purposes. Violence is not the correct way to deal with sexual harassment. If subjected to sexual harassment at the workplace, please seek suitable redressal options in compliance with your organization’s policies on the prevention of sexual harassment at the workplace.

Piyusha Vir

Piyusha Vir

Piyusha Vir is a writer, artist, a CELTA-certified English Language trainer, and a Creative Writing Coach. About me

24 Comments

  1. Anand

    “how to break someone’s arm”!! Ending thoda powerful and realistic achcha lagta.
    Just an opinion.

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    • Wandering Soul

      Point taken.
      Though my attempt was to only write an open-ended story. What happens next is left to the reader’s imagination. 😉 Thank you for reading and commenting.

      Reply
  2. Tina Sequeira

    Lol..Piyusha…I loved the ending…So you. The timing is amusing too…With the news of an Iranian womanYouTuber shooter 🙂

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    • Wandering Soul

      Thank you, Tina! Though I hope no one takes it as me propagating violence. 🙈

      Reply
  3. Medha Nagur

    OMG! Loving your endings so much. They bring in a different theory with them. Just the word ‘twist’ would certainly demean your endings. They are so much more than that.

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    • Wandering Soul

      😍 Thank you! Thank you! Completely ‘twisted’, no? 😜

      Reply
  4. rashimital

    Haha.. i so wish one could do that.. or rather one Would do that… Not that bad, huh.. haath hi toh thoda… 😉

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    • Wandering Soul

      Exactly! What’s the big deal, Bro. Plus, ‘Oops, sorry, was accidental.’ 😉 😛

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      • rashimital

        Yeah.. like they say when they brush against our chest, not once but repeatedly.. ‘oh, sorry, by mistake’… Fortunately, we make such oops mistakes only once.. so wish I could/would make one… Maja aayega.. 😀

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        • Wandering Soul

          Hahaha. Sssshhh… no violence, please. I didn’t say anything. 😜

          Reply
  5. Maheshwaran Jothi

    Short and Interesting end. Like the way you left the story for readers to imagine as per their own thoughts! Me definetly want the culprit to have a broken arm! If not by her, at least by karma when he is on his way back to home 😉

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    • Wandering Soul

      Thank you! I’m glad you liked it. Hahaha, karma pays back well. 😁

      Reply
  6. Varad

    The disclaimer part was brilliant! Though I wouldn’t mind a bit of arm-breaking in the parking lot or cafeteria.

    Reply
  7. msaraf

    Hehehe I don’t think I could go through with it even if I googled it! Love the disclaimer, this is unfortunately something that happens all too often.

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  8. Akshata Ram

    That was a great option she chose , I wish she can implement it soon.

    Reply
  9. SeemaMisra

    I liked the short fiction. Especially the ending … its just the kind of thought that comes with extreme frustration. And, also illustrates how indirectly women are always held responsible when someone harasses them.

    Reply

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