Its been 3 and a half years now; Enough is enough !
I am referring to my 3 and a half year old night life. Ever since I joined this office, I had been leading one of those unusual lives; a life that needs to be experienced. It’s a life where you are awake when a part of the world sleeps and vice versa. I go to my workplace when the rest of Chennai is on their way back home and I get back home at a time when people jog and when tamil women draws concentric circles and stars on their doorway. And not to miss those dogs that chase me each time I enter a particular short cut !!!
It’s a life where your lunch becomes your breakfast, dinner your lunch and breakfast your dinner. Even during the weekends, I would sleep during the day and would be a powerhouse in the nights. Now you know why I record those songs at 2 and 3 in the morning. It’s a life where you get to listen to your relatives and friends say, “You don’t have time for us now”. It’s a life where you would feel odd when someone wishes you good night and good morning. It’s a life where you get a very loooong weekend to enjoy. I used to end my work by Sat early morning and then reach office only on Monday late evenings. And a life where you get asked the same stupid question over and over again – “Do you work in a call centre?” For one whole year, I kept convincing people on my exact job profile. After a while, I got bored with my own replies that sounded like as though I am made to answer them at an interview panel.
It was also a life where I enjoyed spending a lot of time with the ‘crazy’ me. I don’t sleep for long hours unlike most of them who does night shifts. I used to wake up at around 11am after my 5 hours of sleep and I had time till 7pm all for myself. Since my shift was at 7.30 pm, there had been days when I used to go for movies, especially on Fridays for the shows that start at 3pm so that I could go directly to office after the movie. My colleagues say there are two kinds of psychos in this world – one who stays alone and the other who goes for movies alone and according to them I am one big psycho for falling under both the categories. But what the heck; I enjoyed being that way !
Going to office and being inside for about 9 hours was itself an excitement. We never had a typical sales atmosphere at office in the nights. Work happened alright, but at the same time, for some of us, it was like visiting a resort with unlimited internet. Oh except on those quarter ends that is !! (and for the top management in my office – please ignore this para 😉 )
It’s only been a week in my new day shift and I am already missing my old colleagues so badly. Its never going to be the same, I know. I get to meet them towards the end of my shift, but with others around, it’s just not possible to be the way how we were. I suppose, a few of you might remember this video that was taken in Dec 2008 in our office. That was how we all were inside office too. Although a couple of them in the video have left our office for good, the new ones who replaced them were equally crazy, or sometimes I feel the existing crazy lot groomed them that way. Gone are those days when we used to go out for impromptu coffee breaks and end up eating sandwich in a star hotel, gone are those days when we all used to go out for dinner and be back after 2 hours, gone are those days when I used to lose in all indoor game bets, gone are those days when I used to ping each one of them with my new blog post, gone are those days when we used to gossip about our top management, gone are those days when we used to sms each other during management reviews, gone are those days when we used to plan for weekend getaways and end up being at our homes……….
It’s not only my colleagues, I miss my ex boss too in the same way. Can you imagine, he is a regular of V-Lokam and encourages me to write; sometimes even giving me suggestions as to what to include in the posts and what not to. He also listens to my songs and even has a separate folder of my songs which he makes his family members listen. I could go on and on for all the encouragement he has given me both at workplace and also in my personal life. But there was one particular incident for which I regret even today; one of those days when my heart took control of my brain. “VJ (name withheld for privacy reasons), I am really sorry for what happened two years back. Please treat that as one of my usual stupidities and request you to kindly accept this apology”.
And how can I forget those people who were responsible for keeping me energized the whole night- ‘my midnight chat buddies’!! Apart from the regular fun in office, this was another stress buster for me. I am really gonna miss you guys too. Gone are those days…((oh, no vimal, please stop this nonsense!))
Well, everything is changed now. I am not whining or complaining about my new colleagues or my shift; I am the one who chose this new life. It’s too silent nowadays and there’s hardly an element of fun happening in office. I feel everyone is pretending to be real hard workers in this shift aiming for an award for best employer which incidentally doesn’t exist in our office and they also look tensed all the time. It would definitely take time for me to understand them and to adjust with the new atmosphere. As they say, when in Rome, be a Roman; and I am slowly getting transmuted to one of these silent creatures here 😉
The worst part of this new life is my travel from home to office in the afternoon with all that horrible traffic and pollution. Our good old Sun has never showed any consideration to Chennai during the summers and this year I feel, our Sun-ji is taking some sort of revenge on me for not appearing in the day for the last 3 years. But it’s at these times I remember my dads philosophy for a content life – “look closely around you; you will realize you that you are the happiest person on earth”. And so I did look, once when I was on my way to office, and found a crippled man trying hard to cross the road, a middle aged guy hanging with a few files on the foot board of a bus, an old woman carrying a basket of guavas on her head, a salesperson wearing a tie and trying to canvas people on the road for whatever that is in his huge leather bag, an old guy standing on a ladder and painting a sign board which is about 20 feet from the ground; all suffering equally from the heat of very same sun. Oh yes, my dad is right, I am leading a better life than any of them.
But you know what, I am considering the idea of wearing my beach wear or my night dress to office to get a relief from the sun while traveling and if any one has a problem seeing me in it, I could change to my formal clothes inside the restroom. What say guys ?