What A Peace

So I'm sitting here at my workstation. It's 11:30 AM CST (which you could probably guess from looking at the date and time that this post was created) on  this bright Saturday morning. Not only am I sitting here, but I'm the ONLY one sitting here. Not only am I the ONLY one sitting here, I don’t have anything to do too. And If I'm not a very bad peeper there’s no one in that next office too, which makes me all alone on the this floor. What a peace it is. No evidence of any living soul here, not till as far as I can see.

I don't really mind, to tell the truth. I've been kind of attached to these kind of silent places all my life.  Not sure how many of you know of farms and poultry in back side of Yerwada Jail, but that’s the best place I could find for me within Pune. If found nowhere, I shall be surely sitting under some tree there. I do that when I find myself single ... no matter how well I take it. I tend to close myself off to everybody.

Not that it is any new to me. But all alone in office certainly is a first of a kind for me. You can’t be alone at any given point of time in 7000 +mustered employee company back in India.

I've been running around the office for the past twenty minutes screaming bloody murder. I mean that, too. "BLOODY MURDER!!!" Of course, I've been thinking about the things that I'm supposed to accomplish the entire time. Doesn't change the fact that there isn't nearly enough bloody murder screaming going on nowadays. I today realized that the scroll button of my mouse makes such a creepy noise and also that a ping on my messenger could be heard well from up till 3 bays far.

So, it's about 12:00 now, and I'm still sitting here. Not only am I sitting here, I still don’t have anything to do too. What a peace it is.