It is late 2:21 AM time and still I am in the office, absorbing the abuses being given by my colleagues to me just because they are also with me at this odd time, working in the office just because of one tender mistake of mine. If not shouting then I can feel the bloody abuses in their mind.
All dark in office everywhere except at our side where light are glowing but shouting please let us go off, even we need a rest... and sound of music coming from many side of me from various bays ranging from bollywood to english to some native marathi songs. People having cigarettes with them having puffs of it in between the working break. We got dinner (read different varities of Biryani) as ordered by our kind client manager.
Amidst all these somebody offered me to have beer with him to cross the night as smoothly as possible while working and it really worked well. We have diferent kind of people over here with their own special talent. Some cracking joke to pass the time , or a guy helping others to limber up their body after some work by giving some physical massage to body , other one taking long naps and waking up suddenly asking where the work has progressed ??.
All dark in office everywhere except at our side where light are glowing but shouting please let us go off, even we need a rest... and sound of music coming from many side of me from various bays ranging from bollywood to english to some native marathi songs. People having cigarettes with them having puffs of it in between the working break. We got dinner (read different varities of Biryani) as ordered by our kind client manager.
Amidst all these somebody offered me to have beer with him to cross the night as smoothly as possible while working and it really worked well. We have diferent kind of people over here with their own special talent. Some cracking joke to pass the time , or a guy helping others to limber up their body after some work by giving some physical massage to body , other one taking long naps and waking up suddenly asking where the work has progressed ??.
Thinking and analysing about my life and myself I had passed hours and now I am writing this blog, having nothing to kill time. Last two or three weeks of my life had been really messed up badly and going through hell. I dont know whether to cry or laugh in this situation but one thing I am sure off....
I might get influenced by them for some time but will never lose myself and will mend my own way further to my future dreams.
I liked the way you described the mistake you committed and veiling it behind the word 'tender'. It is almost the same to what you are doing; roaming around office premises wearing that funny flower shaped mask :)
ReplyDeleteThis is such a remarkable event when the so called culprit is gone out for beer, people suppose to stair out of this mess are having a nap in the comfort of their home, people who should be worried about the progress, need an hourly update ( though most of them will read the mail only after coming to office the next day!) and innocent souls who should be at their home are finding the answer of ' why me??' in this hour of night !
And you rightly said: this comment itself is a miniblog. Common Sunil, even I need to kill my time.
Hmmm everybody just killing time only!!
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