Saturday, August 14, 2010

I am Home.

The alarm rang precisely at 7:00 AM.Not much effort was needed to drag himself out of his bed. Not today. He got up and noticed the tea was kept by his bedside. As always. He finished his tea and made his way towards the bathroom to get ready for office. Half an hour later, he emerged outside. He saw the checked white shirt,ironed and folded, kept neatly on the bed. Along with a black trouser and a matching tie. Though, normally he did not prefer wearing a tie, today's occasion demanded it. He came outside his room, fully dressed for the office. The breakfast was already served on the table. His wife was sitting on the chair (one of the three circling the dining table), smiling and waiting for her husband. He sat on the chair, opposite her wife.

'Hi Sweety', he said, pulling his breakfast plate slightly towards him.
'Morning..darling', she said softly
' know, I saw the morning tea kept by the bedside, and I thought something..'
'I could not remember the last time I saw you bringing the tea or preparing the morning tea, or ironing my shirts and trousers, or preparing the breakfast. Only the hazy images of yours doing these things remained. Things were different when we were newly married. They have changed. Have I changed? What happened?', he asked.

She remained silent for a while. But she could not keep the sadness away from her eyes.

'Please say something. I am feeling guilty inside'.

'you know, we can not have this conversation. Not today. Today is a very special day for you. You do not want to ruin know that right? You have worked hard for this day. You have been waiting for this day for quite some time. If you haven't been here always, this is only because you were working for a better future. Our better future. Please finish your breakfast and go to office in a cheerful mood. Just remember that when you return today, I will still be waiting for you. As I always have.ok.. sweetheart?

If he was disappointed, he did not show it. He smiled and kissed her. He picked his bag (with wheels) and took out his car and departed for office.

He reached office shortly. As he proceeded towards his cubicle on the 4th floor, past the long corridors, everyone he met passed a smiled at him. Working in a company for a long period has its advantages. Though, he did had trouble remembering names of few people he met, but a subtle smile on both sides erased any discomfort, if any. He knew this building intimately. Perhaps better than his 2 room flat. He allowed himself a chuckle opening the door of his office.

He settled and kept himself busy doing the chores of office. He wanted to talk to his boss about something. Around 4 PM, checking that his boss is alone in his office, he knocked gently on the door. His boss with a plump but likable face, saw him and beamed enthusiastically.

'Come on in, Mr. Please come on in. How has been your day today?'
'Fine, sir. Thank you. Its just that I have to talk to you regarding something.'
'Ok..I think I know what you have to say. But first, accept my heartiest congratulations on completing your 10 years of association with this prestigious company. Oh, boy, you have really given it your all these last few years. We are very proud to have you here. Your family would be proud of you.'

'Thank you sir. Thank you very much indeed. But..'

'Wait..wait..wait..I think its time for you to move on.'

'I am sorry, sir...I did not...'

'Move on to your new office, scared, did you? haha. A new office, entirely your own is waiting for you.'

' did not expect that much..'

'yes, yes, we know how to reward our employees..haha. And, by the way, you can leave early today. Go to your wife. Have a chilled day. You deserve this. You can join your new office from tomorrow.'


'No more talking, young man. In fact, I have to go early as well. Advantages of being a guess, you have one eye on my chair now...haha...just kidding. Take a day off.'

He returned to his seat and thought that may be his boss is right. The thing which he wanted to talk may wait for some other day. He waited for few mins and then packed his bag and left office. On the way, he thought about his promotion. He deserved this.

He rang the doorbell. When no body answered for some time, he drew out his key, thinking about where his wife could be at this time. Perhaps he should have called her before coming, he thought to himself

As the key turned in the lock and door was opened, he heard -

' comes our Ten Year Boy'

He scanned the room to see many people from his office (his boss included), friends and members of the family (his beaming wife too). All happy and smiling. He did not expected it. A surprise party for his Ten year completion on the job. He shook hands with everybody and accepted their congratulations.

The big cake, pineapple flavor, his favorite, was brought forward. He looked at it. He looked at his boss, standing and clapping on the opposite side. He smiled at himself. Suddenly, everything came rushing back to him. In a few moments, he had envisioned the full circle. Off all the moments, this was the perfect moment to do it. To do what he wanted to do in the office some time back. He cut the cake and shared it with his wife. He had rarely felt happier than this moment as far as he could remember. Then he took out a big piece, put it on a plate, took the spoon and proceeded towards his boss. He smiled at him and handed him the plate.

'For you sir' he said.

'Thanks and congratulations again'

'And this one is for you too, sir'

'What is this piece of paper. Can I take a look later on. You do not have to discuss office matters here...hehe'

'My Resignation Letter', he said proudly.' I am moving on, sir', he added

Suddenly the room became silent as the word 'resignation' made its way through. Slight fuss started and his boss was left speechless.

Then he turned towards his wife, who was looking lovely as ever. He could not keep himself from touching her face. Looking into her eyes he kissed her on the forehead and said -

'I am Home, Finally!'

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Perfect Misfit

I was talking to one of my very good friends few days back with whom I have been in constant contact even after leaving college (lucky him). I was explaining to him about my 'part-in-progress-part-upcoming' research on my perfect bicycle to start my tour of all over India covering every major Indian city and seeing everything there is to see. I told him that I would like to attach a speedometer and a odometer to my cycle, so that I can measure my optimum speed, how soon I get tired at maximum speed, how much distance I am covering on an average, how much wear and tear my cycle suffers at different speeds on different terrains etc etc etc. He was a very patient listener, as he usually is, but on the first moment of silence that he got, he snapped -

'abe, pata hai, jab tu baat karta hai na, to pata nahi aisa lagta hai ki tu kuch bahut bada soch raha hai aur achhe se apne dream ko pura karne wala hai. Par saala, tu karta kuch nahi hai last mein.'

He got me there.

I had heard a similar analysis some time back when I was casually talking to my father about my desire to enter film industry.

Me: Papa, agar main aapko bolun ki main film line mein jaana chahta hun, to aap kya bolenge?
Papa: par acting to kabhi kiya nahi hai tu?
Me: Nahi , acting nahi. Main film banana chahta hun. Kahani hai mere paas. bas usse likhna hai. Main direct karna chahta hun.
Papa: Hmm, (silence continues...), aah, tumhare bas ki nahi hai.
Tu itna lazy hai. tere se nahi hoga ye sab.

Actually, I was happy for 1. He did not say No. and 2. He did not say, that I can not do it because I do not have the ability to do it.

My history does support the fact that I have jumped from one desire/idea to another without ever start working on any of these. Three years back, I started self -learning about nanotechnology by reading books. But backed off on the first instant, when it occurred to me, that I will have to appear for GATE and once again study my Mechanical subjects which I did not study well the first time itself. I moved on to study about Radio astronomy and it was once again a dead end as the university I was interested in wanted a MSc in Physics. Another idea suddenly struck me last year about my wish to convert the great deserts of India into a green forest once again. I researched on internet and read a lot online about this technology called 'Permaculture'. It talks about sustainable development of ecosystem in different soils and climate conditions. It sounded so great and exciting that for few days, I thought I had found my calling. I found an government institute in Rajasthan which is actually supposed to work on the same lines. I could not stop talking about it to my friends and forwarded a bunch of links and articles to them to check. But this enthusiasm could not sustain itself over the course of next week and permaculture suffered a pre-mature death. In between, I had 3-4 potential stories taking birth in my head about my non-existing movie, which never blossomed.

And then, I had this great idea about a bicycle tour of complete India. I honestly do not know, for how long this idea/desire/wish resides in my head, but for now, I am truly relishing the effect of this 'most resilient parasite'.

I, with my T-shirt and Jeans, see myself a perfect misfit in the corporate world of white shirt, black trousers and a blue tie. I belong everywhere, but here, where I am now. The world, where I am planning my escape to a parallel universe where my desires are not just desires. Where, I do not have to take care of hundred of strings to fulfill any of my ideas. Where ideas come with a full proof plan and a 'How to complete me' pamphlet. Where, one does not think things. They happen.

But, back in my imperfect world, I first think. Things does not happen. They are made to happen. Yeah, let me think about something else now.

P.S - I think, this may be classified as half crib post. Gosh, I have not written one of those for so long.