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office on a election day!! Its like asking a kid to go to school in a summer vacation break. As usual ,to avoid the rush I came to office quite early. Train were empty, if we consider humans as molecule consider them to be in a gaseous state, all were so parted away from each other. On a usual office day. Its like gaseous states compressed to form a soild matter, talking it in Miller Indices way,its like HCP packing. All are compressed and tightly packed. And now I am at office and typing on my phone. To add more fun on a holiday, office internet
is not working. All are *** their boring tale. Laughing and raving  madness. Some are potty mouthed for our boss. He is absent so people make it a point to say all they can about him. Let them do what they want. I am smugged with my own things.
 Bye phone

Mausi Talks

office are best places where people boredom is wreck by sharing their shitty life tales. And Mausi are like story makers,how their husbands do yoga, how they like to have at breakfast,to how they make their shirts untidy. Seriously, I know your job is tough, juggling home and  your husband's shitty affairs. But I can't do anything to keep myself away from it. I am always subjected to their stories. If I note all the words they utter about recipes related to cookery, by now I would have make a best selling cooking recipe book. They sometime share their pillow talks, they try to muffle their voice but I eavesdrop.They giggling and laugh, they are naughty. Its basic human psychology to talk, to show care. Really, we are confined in this place with our vision and thinking closed, we are not free,we are not allowed to think, we need to do our job. When you dont have any work at office,we chat,we google,we twiddling our phone. At the end,it all about killing our time,be it productively or be its stupidity. We are counting our days, we all want to earn money. In this race, we forgot the basic needs of life. Life is a gift and we need to have a taste about everything that it got to offer.industrialization and globalization has fucked everything. Wish I could remain inert from all these, being a hermit and unfurling different sceret of life. Reading books,feeling the words,which always excites me,amuse me.
 Bye phone.

21/4/2014 Time- 9:35 pm Location: Seawood,Mumbai.

Finally I have decided to pen down my thoughts again,i was on a hiatus. I was swamped in my own miseries, own agony. The human dimensions seems to deviate, nothing to moot on. Days passed, nights piled on. Each seconds swept in mere thinking. I understood many facts and details. The contrite shits won't fetch me anything. Life is a boomerang, things most unlikely will surely make you  realise about the shits you didn't intend to do. The more I tend to think, words seems to figure out itself in a rant-fied version. As if now I lack my proper voicing.I tend to ripe, my soul seems to lack a voice, a voice gagged with the chunks of metallic coins. That same clinging noise irate me,which makes it presence felt all the time,despite how much I may try to muffle your ears. This monkey keep me in a loop and play with my inner demons. In last two days, I pretty much realise that I'll be doomed for a longer time here. Only my mind is my chattel, else I am

all sitted. A cubicle where I need to sit, drudgery office hours,phone calls and outlooked maze with all haze. Phew!!Opacity , Sitting and twiddling the computer keyboard. How much you may try to eschew anything bad, the complexity tends to find its way lucidly. Majority of the crap pops up at the end time of working hours. But what I have felt or absorbed so far is that, we all are slaves (paid-slavery). Ergonomics is quite simple in this office. You need to be lazy to complete your assigned work. Being effective at that moment lurks you for a bordom surged hours later.Its better to slice up the works and do it slowly. And invention of

new phones with internet connectivity is a great tool to kill boredom. Apps like whatsapp, facebook and Twitter tends to make one's time fly quickly. I am also planning to create a new Twitter account, a new

name and a new persona to shape. I confess, I wasn't much of a social guy, I find my solace in my own space. Now the vary word space rings to my ears as a luxury. I cry and wry for Space. Eletronic maze do

gives a voice to me, blogs are amorous way to extend my thoughts.

Chai !!

Earl Grey !

Pitted stainless steel kettle romancing as water seethe,Canister filled with new twirled and aromatic tea leaves,Ah! Seductive and tempting, as it brews.What more an ostentatious tea connoisseur could ask for?Scald beverage bequeathed.Albert cups filled with Earl Grey and scooping out the gunk of leaves.Few crumpets, for delight.I blushed and slurped like a lady!!Slurp!!!Wish I had someone for a silly tittle-tattle now.Ah never mind, Friday evening, an angry red sky,This brew surely eludes me to an Utopian isle.