21-07-2019, 09:29 AM
But day brought reality, responsibilities and work.
Mails to be answered, messages to be checked. A quick bath, a quicker breakfast and I was ready for job.
Before that I had caressingly and carefully kept the pink slip, memorabilia of last night, a birthday which I don’t know have celebrated after how many years. Tired hours, loneliness and nobody to share it with made me almost erase it from my calendar.
I was crooning, whistling, an old habit had suddenly resurface and decided to take stairs and not lift.
My antenna was trying to tell something but signal was not very clear and now only in hindsight I could decipher, there were more cars in the parking esp. higher management type cars. Some new security guys, more alert and agile. Elevator coming to my company’s floors was more crowded with relatively unknown persons, very stiff and reserved in their attitude, mostly suits.
I was lost like every day, in ticking boxes. Mails to be made, schedule to be juggled and some things to do with my personal finance which was in a bad shape.
My doctor’s appointment was also overdue, company provided excellent medical facilities but time to use them was another issue.
It began as a normal day, exchanging good mornings with some, waving to pretty lady of HR and after opening the cabin, looking at paste on slips, and schedules and meetings on my terminal.
No meeting .
It was exceptional but not strange.
Outside my window, city was churning, people were rushing, kali –pili taxis honking, BEST buses creating jam, an organized chaos, a typical Mumbai morning. May be true for every Mahanagar. Only thing that changed it was a typical Gothic sky line of Sobo, (South Bombay, to non-initiates), Gables, Turrets, Spires… and a towering Rajabai Tower.
As usual, work consumed me.
Apocalypse came at 11.05 or at least the first signs of it
Mails to be answered, messages to be checked. A quick bath, a quicker breakfast and I was ready for job.
Before that I had caressingly and carefully kept the pink slip, memorabilia of last night, a birthday which I don’t know have celebrated after how many years. Tired hours, loneliness and nobody to share it with made me almost erase it from my calendar.
I was crooning, whistling, an old habit had suddenly resurface and decided to take stairs and not lift.
My antenna was trying to tell something but signal was not very clear and now only in hindsight I could decipher, there were more cars in the parking esp. higher management type cars. Some new security guys, more alert and agile. Elevator coming to my company’s floors was more crowded with relatively unknown persons, very stiff and reserved in their attitude, mostly suits.
I was lost like every day, in ticking boxes. Mails to be made, schedule to be juggled and some things to do with my personal finance which was in a bad shape.
My doctor’s appointment was also overdue, company provided excellent medical facilities but time to use them was another issue.
It began as a normal day, exchanging good mornings with some, waving to pretty lady of HR and after opening the cabin, looking at paste on slips, and schedules and meetings on my terminal.
No meeting .
It was exceptional but not strange.
Outside my window, city was churning, people were rushing, kali –pili taxis honking, BEST buses creating jam, an organized chaos, a typical Mumbai morning. May be true for every Mahanagar. Only thing that changed it was a typical Gothic sky line of Sobo, (South Bombay, to non-initiates), Gables, Turrets, Spires… and a towering Rajabai Tower.
As usual, work consumed me.
Apocalypse came at 11.05 or at least the first signs of it
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