I'm content

Ding Dong rang the door bell.. 8:30 in the morning NOOOOOOOO I don't wake up this early.. Why can't they wait till 9?? just 30 minutes right??  Presuming my roomies would open the door I tried to slip back to my dreams...


Knock knock.. What??? now who's knocking ??? puhleeeese.. can't you let me sleep in peace?? I got out.. grumpling... and opened the door to see a shabily dressed little boy right outisde my room..  Not all of you would be aware of the fact that I have a certain heart desease.. my heart goes light when I see kids.. and that very reason makes my sister to keep her lil angel away from me.. fearing that I'll spoil her already naughty lil lady irreversibly ;-) ...  I smiled at him and he smiled in return.. Ah such a cute and happy smile..


This little boy was the plumbers kid, who'd accompanied his Dad to help him when he's at work. As he got busy with his work I noticed the shirt he was wearing.. torn near his armpits, a gaping hole which ended right above his abdomen and then a rope for a belt over his largely sized shorts to keep it from falling down...  My heart shrunk and my eyes welled up... and I was talking about buying a new belt just .. just because I thought its been awhile I bought a new one


I wathced him work.. without complaining.. with an enthusiasm I don't see in myself or rather anyone at work... I don't know about others.. but i do complain a lot at work.. I crib about how less am being paid for the work that I do... for a work wherein there is no physical labor, for a work which is done in a warmly lit air conditioned environment.. where you a cup of coffee is just a walk away .. where you don't have to spend a penny to get to work or get back from work... a work that  guarantees regular income even in case you fall ill and don't go to work for a day or two.


And there he was and yes his Dad as well.. putting his hands inside drains.. pulling out dirt and strands of hair (that even though is from my hair I wouldn't even think of removing). Not sure what he'll do about feeding his family in case he doesn't get a call relaed to plumbing issues for even one day. I felt so shameful for being the self-centered me.. and angry for the injustice on their lives. After paying the dad for his services I ran and opened the fridge to get a choci for the little one. We parted with a smile on our faces. As I waved goodbye.. I thanked him from the bottom of my heart for making me realize how lucky I was to be born in my family and how forunate I'm to live such a perfect life which was otherwise imperfect in my eyes.

When thoughts ran wild at work

Now this is quite a corny post and maybe some of you  might not approve the contents in here... but then I had to write.. just to keep this special incident intact.. so that I'm constantly reminded of the importance to mute your phone while I'm not speaking.. else I might end up in a similar situation and I might let my colleagues/friends imaginations run wild.. just like how the person am about to talk about... let my imaginations run like a wild.. untamed horse ;-)

So lets call this special someone 'Chaman' cuz thats what we all call him lovingly.. of course in his absence.. To talk about Chaman, he has always been our subject of lunchtime gossip...  he is basically a harmless fanatic in our team.. who talks in whispers and we never ever hear a word her says.. Of course we were completely unaware  of the fact that he was going onsite.. until and unless it was announced by our dear old manager.. we didn't know he got a silver award until we read the internal mails...

And finally our hero flew to Austria a few days back and in order to communicate and co-ordinate the work with his precious offshore counterparts our dear manager came up with a strategy of having a daily call... So here's the series of events that happened in the call today...

Callers1, 2, 3 : Hi this is A, B, C here...
Chaman : Hi Good morning everybody Chaman here...
All of us  reduces our phone volume
Caller 3 : Hi D here... 
After increasing our volume we ask him to repeat his name :-D

As we waited.. with bated breath for our manager to join the call.. our dear Mr Chaman implemented the lessons he learnt on the recent Time Management training...
he started with his breathing exercise....
After exchanging puzzled looks with each other we continued with our work... as the time progressed.. his breathings grew deeper.. and faster .... ...

without even wasting a minute I started a group chat with my close friends in the team ;-)
Me : Guys.. what the hell is he doing??

N : I dunno am getting some dirty thoughts..
Me : Exactly .. I guess he's making out :P
H : Chi chi.. wat r u gals talking??
Me : aur nahi tho kya?? listen to the increase in rhythm... ROFL
N  : ROFL.. you think anyone out there would make out with him?? of all the people???
Me : Yeah ...
H    : Stop it I say... Sai Nathaa.. please cleanse these impure minds....

as we continued to listen and finally the deep breathing ended up in a moan...hmmmm.... curious.. excited.. pings were exchanged amongst the team members.. along with suppressed giggles
 
We let our own individual imaginations run wild.. Chaman darling started speaking over the phone.. 'Aaj raat ka kya plan hai??? kahin baahar chalen???' At that point a seniors teammate known for his high tolerance level picked up the phone and spoke in 'I request the team to put your phone on mute and un-mute it only when you have been asked to speak' .. damn how I hated him for saying that... I had a juicy topic to talk over lunch.. forget about lunchtime gossip... I was having a lovely time letting the creative juices flow in all possible directions...

Longing

He sat there and opened the last of the remaining notes she left... "Baby I soo miss our morning cup of coffee together!!!" he smiled.. man she loves me.. she really does love me a lot. That was so cute of her to leave tiny little messages here and there.. but he was sad that this was the last one for now.. he'll have to wait.. wait until he meets her again to get another set of cute lil surprises!! She sure has her way to keep him guessing everytime... and always left him wanting for more.. it made him feel special.. no one ever made him feel the way she did. If only he could tell her how much he loved her and how much he needs her. If only he could rush back now and hold her tight.. to feel her heart beat in rhythm with his... to run his hair through those soft tresses... and sink into those deep brown eyes.. but then he knew he had to wait.. a few more days... days that creeps by like centuries...

She sat there.. slowly sipping her morning cup of coffee..God I miss him soo much!!!  She missed him waking her up everyday with his sweet smile.. Oh! how she missed the fun of lazily brewing the morning cup of coffee. And then she thought of the last of the few notes she'd kept hidden.. Wonder if he'd find it... lol he must be searching the entire place for it  She loved to hear the excitement in his voice when he always calls her up after discovering each one... each day... her happiness new no bounds when she see him happy. Her world has been revolved around his happiness for quite some time.. she loves it the way it is.. and she doesn't want anyone or anything to change it. God if only she could see him now.. and hold him tight.. and let him play with her hair.. run his fingers down her cheeks and see him stare deep into her eyes.. but yes she knows she had to wait..  a few more days...