The Tilted Chair

 

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There is nothing more important than your chair in the office. I realized this after joining my current job. People generally look out for career growth, their position and salary hike while joining some other firm. I will always look out for the furniture and in particular the chair they put in there.

I have cervical and shoulder pain issues because of the fact that I am a lefty and I work with my left hand more than the right one. Well, partly it’s God’s fault who didn’t make me in a way to write from my right hand, but I am not angry, I am the Creative Child.

So after joining this new Office I was very happy till the time I had to actually sit at my desk and in about an hour or so I had throbbing pain in my shoulder. Okay! Me being the good person that I am, I thought – no worries, it is just the first day stress. However, this carried on for two weeks. And I finally had to ask some office person to get me a new chair.

What comes next is unbelievable. The admin person told me that I need to write a letter to my OIC, like a letter letter and not an email or something and a note sheet will be followed. In short, to spare you guys from the torment it is approximately 1 month long procedure. I was like Can I bring my own stupid Chair from home? Like really, just for a freakin’ chair I have to do all that. What wrong could have happened to that chair?

After that, I kept on trying and decided to not follow the stupid procedure. Meanwhile, there is someone who hates me like hell in the office, who would change my chair every now and then. Oh! I went for a meeting, I came back and congrats! I don’t even have a chair now. Problem solved.

Next, I got a chair even worse than the previous one, a Tilted-To-Left-Chair, just adding to my misery. I then had to go home early 2-3 days because I just couldn’t work. That Mighty Chair.

An end to all the sufferings!

A few days before Diwali, on Saturday, there was this so-called “Diwali Ki Safaiya” going on in the office. When I came all the workers were out having Tea. I knew this was a Golden Opportunity. It was time for new- good chair. They had gathered all the chairs of my block in one corner.

I looked around carefully and there was no one in sight. I hastily picked up a good chair, took it to my seat, sat on it. And Oh-My-God this was such a nice chair. That day was the first day in the office that I worked peacefully.

Before leaving for home something hit me. What if someone takes this so good chair away? What if I could never find a good chair again? And a lot of other What ifs?

What I did next is unthinkable. I wrote my seat number on the chair with a pen. And ever since 4 months I have never lost my GOOD chair. I always find it back.

I know people never understand the importance of a good chair. Come to me, I’ll tell you HOW DAMN IMPORTANT IT IS. Haha.

So this is my stupid crazy Tilted Chair Story. Just adding the picture of my chair with my seat number on it. Go you guys have a good laugh.

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Let’s Write It Out

 “Writing is a struggle against silence” – Carlos Fuentes

On my recent trip to Pushkar I brought a very nice notebook, and I am crazy about notebooks. I have a dozen of them. I think the sole reason of my liking towards notebooks is actually because of the fact that I love writing; not in a sense, most people will assume it to be. I just love writing my heart out on the paper.

Most people today restrict writing to only writing blogs, columns, articles, poetry, and books. However, I feel writing is way beyond anything that needs a label. And believe me, language is no barrier to writing. I hardly know Hindi, Yes! That is my mother tongue and I speak Hindi on a daily basis for almost every conversation, but I don’t know the real essence of this language but I still write in Hindi sometimes.

We have reached an era where people write to impress others and not to express their true self. I don’t know if that barrier will ever break, but here right now I would like to say don’t let this virtual barrier stop you from flying.

I write Poetry (both Hindi-English), I write Blogs, I write Articles and occasionally when I don’t want anyone to read it I write in my notebook. Well, I don’t really write in my notebook I instead talk to my notebook. It is like a friend, You can write anything in there and wow, it won’t judge you at all. And I practically make a living by writing.

I didn’t study how to write and I didn’t do English honors for that matter, I am an engineering graduate and I am willing to pursue my career in content. Why? It is really hard to explain. Words are the only thing that comes to me naturally. I write in sad times and on happy days, I’ve actually landed in many jobs just because I know how to play with words.

When I started writing this blog today I knew it was going to one SENTI- DEEP thing. Can’t help it, writing and poetry are things too personal to me, in a way a major reason of my survival too, so this one had to be Oh-I-Can-Do-Deep-Meaningful-Talks-Too.

Okay, too much serious talking makes me uncomfortable. Haha. Tadaa. Keep Writing. I would love to read your work (If in case anyone would like to share it). I am sharing one of my recent Poetries below- a Hindi one. Take care.

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“My Brain has too many tabs Open” -This quote hangs right above my computer screen. When I first read it on pinterest I was like SO DAMN TRUE!  It is like my mind never shuts up and I am a total control freak.

Why this particular thing took my attention today? because a colleague of mine took it from my soft board and hanged this piece of paper on his desk. And I was like “Oh, I miss my tabs” . It is basically a conscious reminder of “ Dear you think too much, just let it pass” . So today I am obsessing over this instead. Anyway.

Today, I literally had to drag myself to the office. I am so not a morning person, it is okay to stay awake till 6 but it is practically a crime to me to wake up at 6 am. I hate those friends and family members of mine who literally get up at 6 A.M. just because they have to go for a morning walk. Like literally. Go for an evening walk you guys. What is wrong with the world? And then there is my sister, who is continuously after my life and wants me to wake up at 5.30 A.M. (worst nightmare) because she wants to go for the Yoga early morning. I instead offered her evening fast-food session, but she is too stubborn to accept good things.

Office seems like the perfect place to me, it inspires sleep and you can fall asleep in seconds. At home it takes me at least 30 minutes of Instagram-Facebook scrolling.

Well, while writing this blog, suddenly something caught my attention. The paper dolls on the side of my computer screens have some funny faces drawn on them. I really wonder who did that to my cute little dolls. See Image Below

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I think too much and it actually takes me seconds to flip from one topic to another. Right at this moment I am thinking that the new year is almost here and I am yet to buy gifts for almost everyone. Also, not to forget that I am already out of money. Apart from all this I have still not decided whether I want to stay at home in my cozy blanket reading books all night on new year or if I want to take a different turn all together and go rock the new year party.

As of now I think I am too lazy to get dressed and new year’s eve is on saturday and that is my Rest-Day. I rarely move my lazy self on weekends. So I think the New Year will be great!

It is almost time for a Tea-Break at the office. So I am going to go have some Tea, get my System to work and order some New Year gifts for my family. Meanwhile ignoring the fact how broke I am! Let’s spread some smiles. Good Day Guys.

Okay, 2016! Bye-Bye

Well, personally 2016 has been literally like “its New Year- I Sneezed- And Oh- it’s almost New Year Again”

I just really don’t know when all these months-days-hours pass by. In the starting of the year I had so many things to accomplish and I am not even close. Like this very blog, it was in my so called to-do list for this year. Day after day I would still think I have a lot of time until Yesterday a friend of mine was like “Why the hell are you not writing that damn blog?” And yes I was like “I’ll do it tomorrow”.

So here I am talking about the year that went from Good to Bad to messy to terribly wrong in just a matter of seconds. Now, I actually think “What the hell was I doing the whole year long?”. I mean apart from switching jobs and somehow managing to complete my education I really did nothing I hoped I would be doing. One second I was like “Oh! I need that Job” to “Yeah! I have it, let’s join somewhere else”. I really don’t know how I did all these things in just a year. Speaking Mumma’s style “Sara Raita Faila Dia”

However, my “I’ll go Places” is checked on the to-do list- Like in a literal sense. Goa- Oh My God! Chilling by the beach is the best thing I could do. I almost planned to shift there, but seems like I can seldom get a job there, and daddy said, “I am not sponsoring you”. Haha. Well, never mind, now I travel different places. Even I’m going to Pushkar this weekend on Christmas; let’s see how it turns out to be. Yay! I’m excited.

But the best thing I will still cherish about this year is I got my goal, that one special place where everybody is heading in their life, metaphorically though. Some people find this one thing, the thing that we actually want to do, really really late in life. And some find it, acknowledge it but could never gather the courage to give it a start.

Too much of Senti-Talking makes my inner voice shout –“Oh! Shut up now”, so I’m back. Not really, though, will be back again sometime soon with another blog and a new story. Bye-Bye till then.