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Office as a Refuge

I had mentioned here that I use the office as my refuge more often than nought. I just felt like elaborating a bit on this.

I leave my house by 06:50 everyday to reach the office by 08:10 (which means an hour and 20 mins of travel at a time where there is not much traffic on Bangalore Roads). I start working by 8:15. I don't go for breakfast normally. I have an early lunch by 12:15. I don't consume coffee/tea or any such drinks made from milk. I normally work till 17:10, then leave the work station towards the bus which leaves by 17:25. There are two buses towards my house which leave at that time. The first bus to leave would be by 17:25 and the other one by 17:26, a minutes difference (4 buses leave after the first bus and only then the second bus leaves). The first bus takes a much longer route through Majestic, Malleswaram and then reaches my stop(the last stop, from there, I have to walk for abt a kilometer) by 18:55. The second bus, though takes a shorter route through SouthEnd Circle, Chamarajpet, Magadi Road and Rajajinagar, reaches my stop (abt 300 mts from my house) by 19:00.

That just means that every evening, if I leave by the 17:25 bus, I have a min travel duration of 1 hr 30 mins. The situation worsens if I am not able to leave by 17:25. I don't have a bus towards my house by 18:15 and the next bus towards my house is at 19:15. This reaches my stop by 21:00. The third bus towards my house is at 20:15 and reaches my stop by 21:30. Those are the only buses which go towards my house. If I leave by any of these buses, I would have to maintain silence in the bus (just coz there'll be none to speak to me) and stare at the traffic in Hosur Road. By the time the bus crosses Hosur Road, being silent would have made me sleepy and the way the bus rocks like a cradle at any traffic jam, I'd have fallen asleep while travelling.

There is also this thing, as I have pointed out earlier, that if anyone else is at my house other than my mom, I would not feel like going back home at all. With great difficulty, I go home. I would be stressed out travelling silently and would be expecting a nice reception at my house, which is never possible coz of the other people at my house. That forces me to treat my office as my primary home, and my house as my work place, which I use only to spend the nights!!!

Any small argument at my house makes me feel that I'd be more happy in my office with my computer. I realise that a house cannot be called a house without a few arguments this way or that way, and also that arguments arise just coz people love you. Eventhough I realise that, I cannot help myself cursing myself as to why I returned home.

I've made office as a refuge, I'm into reading other blogs more than blogging these days. Also, to be true to myself, I don't find any topics or any interesting occasion/event that happened to blog on that.

I've made my blog as a place for my musings... which is not bad either!!!! If I were to curse the land that I am standing on, I would never have got this opportunity to blog, neither this opportunity to be in the current state of affairs that I am in...

Thank you my employers for giving me all these opportunities. This does not stop me from being on the lookout for other positions wherein I can excel myself and improve my talents/scope or be a better person overall. Whatever it is, I have my office now, and it is in such a picturesque campus (a campus which has been praised by Bill Gates and Putin and the like), that I seldom feel the necessity to go home. Office has swapped places with my house and vice versa!!!

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Kaps said…
If there is nothing much to blog about, better to read other blogs / drop comments....like what I'm doing now :-)
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