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Bangalore city electricity Supply Company is always generous
with us. We are never at the receiving end of pitiless power cuts in summers,
atleast in the locality where I dwell. Well in winters how many of us want the
ACs and the funs running at lightning fast speed in Bangalore?
But
everything has an exception right? So has the power cut. One fine morning, we were deeply engrossed in
work- elevating india’s power scenario and contributing to national GDP. Now I
cant disclose more about my job profile folks.
“BEEP”… we received a mail from our HR department that
maintenance work has been scheduled in the nearby substation from 11am to 4pm today
by the city electricity dept. “Kindly bear with the intermittent power supply”
was the intent of our proactive HR mail.
“ Clichak” the tubelights got blinded. Our hall which is as
big as an aerodrome instantly plunged into darkness and hotness. Hotness?? --
Due to the non-contribution of the ceiling fans. Only the computers survived
banking on the UPS. The light emanating from the PCs washed our faces in
glazing blue and white shades. I got up and rotated my head in all angles.
Some souls saved
their work sheets and documents hurriedly before they succumbed to UPS upset.
“Hey it is not yet eleven” booed some voices.
“come let’s break for coffee.” Extended his hand to the coffee mug another coffee
starved employee.
In a far corner where there is dense population of highly
learned employees in the fields of economics, commerce, politics apart from
engineering, someone echoed “Manmohan singh should step down. India will not
see light unless we curb corruption”.
“No…No… anna hazare should not at all have taken Kiran Bedi
in his team” pierced another wisehead.
“Madam, tomorrow they are staging bharat bandh. Should we
come to office tomorrow?” softly pitched in my trainee.
Unable to answer that question I looked around when I caught
sight of one of my colleagues giggling and blushing while a mobile phone was
glued to his ear. Now don’t ask me who is on the other side of the
conservation.
“you should have opted for a capsicum red border for this
saree rather than the guava green”. Rendered free fashion fundas a lady
employee examining another lady’s pallu in the corridor.
“We anyways gobble up the guavas and capsicums. So why not
spare them the sarees, Oh ladies?” I opined in my mind.
“hope there wont be any surprises for lunch. I am already
hungry.” Expressed my neighbouring pot bellied colleague munching on a banana.
Unperturbed by this, some heads were buried 10 meter deep in
books, documents on the table. Nothing can stop them from working. Not even the
end of the world. If not controlled, there is a 200% probability that they bag
the Nobel prize too.
Enough observations!! Here comes the end of my thesis. This
unexpected abeyance of work in the office throws light on the cravings and
inclinations of each individual mind.
What is the first thought that comes to your mind when you
are stripped of work? The mind starts with what your heart cherishes the most
and languishes on that until the boredom sets in. Isn’t that true? Check it out
for yourselves.
This incident brought to light some incredible facets of
human behavior- how differently people view their time.
If you ask me what I did, well, who observed all these?
