Thursday, June 09, 2005

Rendezvous with 'Myself'

6:30am malad (W) mumbai,

Inside one dark corner room of a big well lit building which happens to be one of the most profit earning BPO's , u'll find a 23 year old s/w engg , sitting in front a monitor , staring at it as if he's sitting there to find the mystery of the 'Holy Grail'.

If you'r not a connoisseur in reading human mind, then from his looks you may not make out that he's 23, partly balding, formally dressed, pant worn above the navel, sporting two company tags like some Kenyan athlete at Olympics who's just won two medals. Now the Kenyan athlete might be rejoicing his victory (apparent from his unique smile) , but our man has this Hercules(or atlas maybe) look on his face who's carrying the earth on his shoulders for zillion years.

Ask him what's he doing. Comes an abrupt answer "firefighting or patching up on a badly written s/w application", accompanied by this look saying “Not my fault!!!". Now after this you won't dare asking him some thing similar.

Ok so "Un happy" you might think . "Happens" or may be lack of interest at work. May be “Girl problem" or "excessive dependency on chemical substances".
Try asking the above. No abrupt answers this time. "silence" and a look which says " man , are u the god's chosen messenger to help me".
Work yes. It "sucks". but thats normal " if u can't play , get off the field, and farm" . That shouldn't be all.
Chemical substance. No Pal !!!! . Our man got no money for that.
"Girl Problem" yes . Specially when you have alienated yourself from all the female life forms for a long time, or its the other way round. Yeah we'll go for the second option.

Ok now that makes you feel " mann!!!i wish i was God , to help this poor guy"


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