Tuesday, 2 June 2015

A Friday..

The last day of the week is indeed fun. Not only because you get to wear tees and jeans (Supposedly adds to your style quotient), but also for the simple reason that one can get up late for the next two days. So yes, I’m here to just talk about a Friday. A fun filled Friday (That’s because it rhymes well, relax!)

After spending a lot of minutes in figuring out which one to wear for the day and in the process picking that one outfit, which we think is unique (but unfortunately not) and is supposed to stand out, but ends up standing in that one group in office, who pick that exact color or t-shirt that you wear and give an awkward smile when u cross them in the corridor. Despite all such negative thoughts interrupting, one finally gathers all courage to give a smile towards the mirror and leave for the day. Supposedly casual, it turns out to cause more discomfort owing to the exposure of formals for the previous four days. Best part is when you find your shuttle, the first checkpoint to observe your peer’s opinion on the outfit you wear, but worst case is when you find the shuttle moving when you are lagging by some distance, just then you pull all your energy and increase your acceleration only to find out you have gone past the shuttle owing to some bad braking system (Sneakers!!). Finally you get in with some good music playing in your headphones, along with some gasping, only to find the last seat in the bus. What a start for the “The Day” of the week.

After the routine set of tasks, having checked the watch for some hundred times, one badly waits for the clock to strike six. Post lunch (as usual a heavy one) one fights himself to complete the task badly despite the occasional yawning. He checks the time, few more hours to go. A wide grin appears on his face, adjusts himself from his lazy posture and sits upright. He doesn’t care the weird noise made by his chair, spoiling the sleep of his peers, as all that’s running in his mind is the plan for the weekend.

When the task is sort of completed, the time narrows down for him to catch the shuttle. But wait! One thing is missing, a “Chaai break”, it’s by default addressed as “Chaai” though one drinks Coffee. Let’s save that debate for another day. A brief pep talk with colleagues, some good friends and having laughed really loud that the senior manager three tables away hears it and gives a stare or sometimes smiles away (Probably thinking of his days). Meanwhile, the deadline nears. Next one hour turns out to be hectic as the task is to be closed. Just then a mail pops up with the next set of tasks lined up.


The face turns small. Worrying about the plans (About making one), he looks the people around him. Predominantly, everyone is already into the weekend mood with some fun activity happening in the break out area. There are smiles everywhere despite the rush. Some of them are already on the move, taking their helmets. Our friend’s hands sweat, he just stares at the mail. Just then his lead comes over, looks at him, smiles and says “Not going by shuttle?” He is shocked, and then shows his entire teeth (overwhelmed at the response) and closes his system, picks his bag. For one last time, he checks the watch. There is a lot of time. Smiles and runs towards the shuttle along with the large group. Fighting his way in catching a seat in the shuttle (despite the glasses in his face badly dislocated owing to some serious struggle), he makes a call and says “Plan in still on!” After hanging up, he connects his headphones (A Pre-requisite for most of us in Bangalore). 

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