Just another day!

Mornings are either early or hosting beautiful midnight dreams. The daily chores are done in no time and then follows a mundane routine of wearing the office attire and accoutering yourself with a few accessories and the latest gadgets ready to fight the bright and bold day ahead. Ah! Nights are so better! As I step out of my modest dwelling, I can see at least hundred clones of mine striding their ways to tiny skyscrapers wrapped up in blue. Even I don’t want to waste my time in this transition and clock-in asap, offering my service to the daemonic swine who would for next 9 hours churn, boil and roil me and finally take a dump by EOD. Shit happens and sometimes it’s for good.

Since I am supposed to adhere to the compliance of my pretty “happening” workplace, I would not get into too much of details. MS outlook, personal mails, other internet crap, coffee machines etc suddenly seem humanoid and exchange silent conversations with me. Romantic, ain’t it? By now I have become so callous to the “great work” I do that frustration just finds a way into facebook, twitter, mail-threads and forums and RsIP. Bingo! Lunch time and I am ready to relish on some lip smacking oriental and occidental cuisines. I was almost done with lunch when my manager woke me up. Sad! I know I am a dreamer, but I am not the only one. Coming back to life, I realize that there had been a group ping on MS communicator where some of my workfellows debated and decided the lunch time and the right hand corner of my explorer bar smirking at me and it was pretty reassuring that I am late. I could prove again that there is a positive side to everything by reminding my hungry soul of the cloying taste of the mid-day meal and there is something much better waiting for us at twilight. Phew! That was tough indeed. My sincerity, which I had murdered and buried long back in college, reincarnates and advices me to work for a while. I agreed with a deal that it won’t again disturb me. May be it revolted for not feeding him today! Music is on and also chats with a bunch of a few intelligent minds at work . Woah! Time to hog on some stale fatty acids and pile up the work. EOD it is. All I have to do now is to send a few mails, spreading some queries around the world, which were strictly self created to conceal my virtual absence from work, create next day’s work and mostly for fun.

The ones who strode in the morning are now sprinting away and I see thousands now. The cacophony of the honking vehicles went straight up to my cerebrum, fucked my head, instantly reproducing a headache. My bonhomie nature allows me to catch up with a few random people on the street and talk about the latest trends like green planet, renewable energy and climate change. This is just to pass on the stupid headache. I will go home now and then decide for dinner. Mostly I fail to decide and manage to get a tranquil sleep without it. There is no one at home to welcome me, make me a cup of coffee and ask me how my day was. May be I need someone or may be I am just dreaming of someone or may be I am very happy and my brain is in stupid-thoughts mode. Now the things that happen mid and late night are really confidential. What? No. I am not gay neither am I a terrorist. Actually I am exhausted. Let me RIP. Tomorrow there would be something new. May be I would just try out a new hairstyle.