My hands were begging me to do some thing.... My mind was bored to death and was fighting for its freedom. So I gave it a well deserved break and let it wander to places it wanted to go.
And then suddenly it happened....
While my mind was globe trotting, my hand started scribbling something illegible in conjunction with my eyes. Few seconds later my mind stopped its world wide tour and told my hands and eyes, buddies lets do it together....may be something useful might come out of this.
And so it all started....
But where, why and because of what/who.....
While my hand/mind/eyes were doing a decent job of penning my random tots, my ass was doing its best by staying stuck to a chair in a room occupied by 5 other people (they were my colleagues btw) listening (I presume they were) to the blabbering of the man behind the desk whom we call BOSS.
But then certain questions need to be answered I guess…
1. Why was I not able to be involved in that meeting mentally?
2. Why my boss's discussion regarding 2007 BU’s vision sounded meaningless and almost close to being considered a blabber?
3. More importantly what made me to pen my tots for the first time as I have been in this room under worse situations many a times before in the last 2.5 yrs?
As my mind was about to prioritize based on the severity and the magnitude of its contribution, the reasons/causes (of which some are given below)
- Growing (exponentially) disinterest in my job over the last few months
- Dirty politics played by my boss and senior colleague damaging the psychic of me and my other poor colleagues
- 100% confidence on my boss that nothing useful is gonna be discussed
- Ran out of ideas to while away my time, hence decided to write
the voice from across the desk interrupted my train of tots by asking “Subbu u got any questions or issues?”.
After a couple of seconds (this is cos I had to soothe the inaudible inner voice of mine which was screaming “Yes Boss what the hell are we doing here?”) my audible voice politely said “No questions. Everything is fine”. So after similar customary answers from my other colleagues and a thank you from my boss, we all departed the room feeling glad for being out of this one but at the same time dreading the next one in a week’s time.
But then haven’t we all heard (many times than we could remember from Indian/English cricket team) that there is always a positive from every happenings in life. Though it may not be true in all cases, in this one it was spot on (at least for me personally) as it made me do what I have been wanting to do for the last 10 yrs. Something I never managed to get around doing it.
