Shi(f)t happens!

They say you’re whole life reels in front of your eyes moments before you die.This is not something like that, This is not anything like that.Not even tad closer to that, Its not that at all. But what would flash in front your eyes moments after you quit your job.A job you were almost wedded to for 3 odd years and held on to your dear life., even when its ex-chairman was playing chess in one Chanchalguda(that’s somewhere in AP) Central jail according to sources.I assume you would have guessed who I’m talking abt.

Its like this.. I quit my job last week.

It was a decision taken on impulse, though pondered upon and contemplated for so long, I can rightfully say it was planned.I'm a little disappointed that it took me almost half a year to let go.Now that’s a whole different can of worms.Lets not get into that now.

So, I was there at the reception of my office building doing all the closing formalities., like submitting my ID card et all., and with a glazed eye as my 3 years of worklife reeled in ultra slow mo in alternate black and white and sepia like a some age old movie with Illayaraja for BGM…

Reel 1: The image of the guy who walks around from the cafeteria to the sports room to the library to the pantry with his hands always in his pockets.Its a mystery to everyone in my ODC.I for one,invariably get reminded of a joke in one tamil movie. :)

Reel 2: The tragedy that befell Miss.Ju when she called me on the phone to tell that she got accidently locked from inside the loo and I went charging in to rescue her like some super girl only to realize I broke and barged in to the loo in the 2nd floor while Miss Ju was in the 3rd floor.There was a lot of heroine-like screaming that day in the ladies wash room.

Reel 3:When Mrs.M’s baby was due in a month’s time., andher water broke prematurely and she was adamant to go in an auto to the hospital than wait for a cab. It took us ages to talk her out of “delivering-the-baby-in-the-auto” idea. She was blessed with a baby boy that same night.

Reel 4: Project financial report presentation’s 5th slide had a beaming picture of my boss with all her jewels,adigai,odiyanam and all crap she and her ancestors ever owned. When the 5th slide was up in the huge screen, My boss was flushed to the dismay of 30 odd ppl in the conference room.Only 2 ppl knew how that picture got into the presentation, one, the author of this blog and Miss Ju.

“Madam, Please hand over your ID card…..”, guffawed the almost inaudible security guy

"I already gave the odiyanam, errrmm…I mean the ID card.",I blurted coming back to my senses.

“You can keep the tag mam”, the security guy smirked.

“What am I to do with this, can’t even hang myself with this”, you have it as my Memorabilia.

And I walked out of the building singing “Rain drops falling on my head”,

Raindrops keep fallin' on my head

But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red

Cryin's not for me

'Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'

Because I'm free

Nothin's worryin' me

As the hands-in-the-pocket guy went past me…. With his hands u know where………………….

I mean his pockets!!!!

So long…..Satyam!!