One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich
It is a short novel by the Russian writer and Nobel laureate Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn.
It's on stalinist repression in the erstwhile Soviet Union.
Abraham had read his Cancer Ward. He couldn't get his hands on to the book referred to.
Today it popped up in Abraham's mind. Inspired, he said to himself, " Why not write on one day of Abraham at KUTS"
ONE DAY IN THE LIFE OF ABRAHAM AT KUTS
Abraham is Honorary Treasurer, KUTS
Abraham reached the office at 9.35 sharp. It was 25 minutes late by his standards. The library archivist followed him at the steps. He went up slowly to enable the library archivist mark the attendance. He left the office at 1.30 pm for lunch. He has it at home. These days the workload had been heavy as his assistant was convalescing after Open Heart Surgery. In the general run it had kept him glued to his seat till 2 pm or 2.30pm. He was happy there was a lighter day after three weeks of hectic activity.
As he was settling down on his seat in the morning, the Principal brought Rs.1500 collected by Jaya the previous day. It was promptly accounted. Thinking it was a light day Abraham started reading Uri Levine. One folio and the peace was broken. Mohanan brought a cup of tea. One after the other work kept on arriving. There was an advance to settle. It was done. Mohanan wanted another advance. Abraham called for data on loans outstanding against Mohanan. The acquittance was verified. There were more to be collated. Someone wanted assistance from charity. He fended them off. Not that he was heartless, he couldn't attempt that without proper assistance. The remittances kept on coming in. There were meetings with the Principal. There were cheques to be issued. There was a cheque to be deposited at Indian Bank. Mohanan was sent for that. Manoj was asked to stand in.
Pradeep did a few cash collections. Those had to be accounted. These days Pradeep had been doubling or tribling up. Nothing would have worked if he hadn't done that.
There was disruptive grinding noise. It was deafening. Looked up at what was happening on the terrace.
Another advance had to be disbursed. Done. There were a few cash payments. There were three drafts typed by Pradeep. One needed a few more insertions. Finished drafts went up for approval.
The fogging man stepped in for his wages. Paid. He spoke of occasional chest pain. Abraham listened patiently and advised him to visit the Cardiology OP at the Medical College Hospital.
There was not a dull moment. At 1pm Manoj wanted to go back to the Library to have lunch along with the librarians. Abraham told him to wait and help out in closing the cash. Once it was over he let Manoj go.
Made a few phone calls for KUTS and finally left for home at 1.30 pm.
At home, as soon as the lunch was over, he went up to verify the balance in the KUTS a/c and it was conveyed to the Principal.
It was a light day. But at times work balloons.
The key word is never lose calm. Go on with the work one after the other and get off.