Monday, 25 June 2012

Office Ghar..Office Ghar..Phir se Office..Phir Ghar..

Have been quite some time since I last wrote , and today when my friend asked me why have I not written anything for so long , i tried to figure out , what was it that was keeping me so busy , was I overloaded with work(damn I m in a PSU) , was I cooking at home (nahh..no deaths reported due to food poisoning) , studying (after 6 years of leaving college..even reading newspaper is a challenge)..so I realized I was stuck..stuck in the most  vicious circle  of life..The "Ghar Office.Ghar Office........Routine"

Offlate a normal conversation with friends nowadays on Gtak looks like this
ME :     madame

             good morning
SACHS (name changed not on request ): hi kuljeete
              kaisi hai?
             good morning to you
ME :     badiya hun yaar
SACHS : kya chal raha hai.. aajkal..
ME :    office gahr
           chalna kia hai
SACHS :seriously hamari life to shayad iss me hi nikal jayegi
          ghar office.. ghar office
          we go back home hardly for 3-4 hours
          and fir se uth ke office aajao..
          I'm thinkin of doing some gymming.. but time hi nahi milta

This was the start of one of the most sort after conversation or may I call CRIBsation I have been having with most of my friends . But no matter how many times I do it , I don't get bored of it.Will not comment on other proffesions but being in IT industry , this crib poem on 'office ghar' has become like an aarti , if not in the morning , I chant it in the evening , and if by chance evenings are spared then me and my hubby chant it together after dinner 
So this routine goes like this - get up in the morning , and no you dont say good morning like the way Vidya balan would in Munna Bhai ..the first two words you utter are 'Oh Shit' , because once again you woke up 15 mins late..then you sit in shock for a min , as if someone has gone to coma..and then you realize now you are 16 mins late..then jump into the washroom..take a time to figure which one is your brush..again see the clock..think maybe a mouthwash was a quicker method..and then get ready in ten minutes straight..check the mirror to note things that need to be done when you find time..perform the army drill of taking breakfast..catch the cab..and then you remember..ohh I am a human..and I breath..then take this long breath..be proud of yourself , to save a leave and then put your head back to catch for an hours sleep while you travel from delhi to gurgaon or vice-versa..(murphys law..your office is in the other state , of wherever you stay..).You dont know whether to curse this long distance or not..because sometimes this one hour sleep is the most precious thing you have for the day..then office..open outlook..crib about boss..open gmail..crib about spam..open Facebook..crib that why you are not holidays..why you are not in perfect shape..then open outlook..work..tea break..crib..time to go back..then travel..crib why is there so much traffic..think "i will make my resume today"..Then Ghar..depending upon situation two three hours are available for the lucky ones..which is too less a time to think do act on something..dinner..ahh..now I will watch TV and break this routine..channel 1..saas bahu..channel 2 ..extra martial affair..channel 3..currency value..channel 80 .. that's it..I should sleep..will get up early and go for walk tomorrow..Alarm clock..snooze..snooze..snooze..Repeat..
So is this it..is it going to be this way..will I just add years of experience,Candles on my cake, gray hair on my head,wrinkles on my face,and such posts on my blog..


P.S - Inspired by Ragini Taneja