Corporate jiggle

It’s the month end. During the school days, we would have waited for the final exams to end and the summer vacations to begins. A blackout of 3 months to follow, in which the child in the soul would cherish.

As we dragged out of bed with half done sleep, we get ourselves stuck in the mid of a traffic. This commonality of reaching office in time remains with the school. The teachers are replaced by disciplining seniors. Different places, different experiences. They were also new-joinees someday. 

It’s lunch time. We prefer to go out of the office premises and leave the building for a while. There is a solitude-adjusted place, that we have found - me and a colleague. It’s a tiny garden. There is green grass and there are few trees with a limited canopy. We depend on that limitedness and irrigate our corporate-caged soul. It isn’t that tough as it seems. Somedays are meant to feel more. We sit for a while. With a head-down over my arms, I would nap for 3-4 minutes. We leave with a little peace.

Yesterday, I found few plastic waste rashed beneath the shadow of the canopy. We made faces and no wonder that it is a possibility of the humans we are surrounded, we sat. Same process. We are reading posts of “civic sense” these days. People like me and you condemn each other. We read, we like, we leave a comment and we forget. I just wish that they leave this canopy here. 

The long day ended, only to begin with the first day of target renewal of the new month. No long vacations. It’s a sin these days. New days are somewhat hopeful to the corporate offices. The panting of the labour would never stop. The moon is always shining. The mind is always alert.