Goodbye 9 to 5 and some updates.

Colleague in the next cubicle comes to work when I am about to leave for the day. I guess he is a consultant (shows how often we interact apart from the formalities) and has to interact with the counterparts elsewhere. I often hear him speaking to his little girl over the phone. Like a doting dad,” Hi honey, fine thank you, be a good girl, don’t trouble mama, I heard you have been wonderful, I’ll get you that, oh, did you do that? …” I don’t eavesdrop, at least consciously, but from the tone and the way the conversation goes, I can make out she is really cheerful at times and a bit moody at other times as if wishing him home. By the time, he reaches home, I am sure she will be fast asleep or ready for school and another day.

Another colleague says her spouse also works at night and they get to be with each other only over the weekend. They have two kids together and are put up in a posh apartment close by. She said it becomes tough at times to handle the kids.

Work has been pouring with hailstones. I don’t know when was the last time I saw the sun set on a working day. Yet, there are colleagues in other buildings and departments complaining that I come later and leave earlier, which is 8 pm. Lifestyles seem to be changing. Like we always say, times are a changing.

All of us are ambitious and end up in compromising many things. The definition of ‘basic necessity’ seems to have changed- the T.V, the bigger T.V, the flat T.V. It is not like we don’t know. Now, ‘luxury’ is going home at 5.00 pm.

Thinking back, I am amazed that J and me had gone to watch ‘Hum Tum’ in a Cinema hall, which was not so near and came back at midnight in an auto. Once, we had also come back walking from Brigades after 10, eating chicken kebabs. We really thought it was fun then. Now, I avoid going out at nights.

Update: A 30 ml Pepper Spray costs 500 bucks.