Advice rows and columns

Dear 20-year-old-in-office, there's something about you that tells me that you are at the maroon (pink is for whites) of your health. You are energetic and always on the run. Looks like you're going to be awesome if you aren't already. Let's call it professional rush. It lasts for a few weeks and if you're lucky enough, a few more months. Following which, moribundness sets in. The fight is to avoid that phase. In the process, young people like yourself end up in the spiral way too easily. It won't be your fault to be honest. Corporate culture. And before you realize it, you're part of the herd that can't distinguish between personal life and office hours. One of the ways how this seamlessness is built into the system is by getting addicted to something that provides you momentary relief. It could be anything from insane cups of coffee to an energy drink that beats coffee at caffeine to a tar-blessed cigarette to a fattening beer bottle. Colleagues often bond better over addictions because everybody in the group is stressed looking for an outlet to feel better even it that lasts for a few minutes. Which might explain why you'll go to a pub/bar after having a tight day at work instead of going home, bathe and relax. Let's call it prisoners' code. Each follow it blindly. The amount of abuse the body takes is conveniently overlooked but guess what, your body isn't THAT blind. It can afford to love you but for a limited while. After that, it strikes back. Do you really want that? If yes, don't think twice before borrowing that cigarette from a colleague who insists that you should just because you're 20 and expected to try everything. That said, saying no is a part of everything too. 

Old habits

A very significant personality—one of the most revered voices on politics in the city, if not the country—used to occupy this seat. He quit last week on Friday without serving a single day notice period. After all, the Chief Minister appointed him as his Chief Media Advisor so you get the drill. The reason why i’m sharing this piece of information—whether ethical or otherwise—is not just because i admired him a lot thanks to calm demeanor but also because of the nature of this particular picture. Although his desk is clear as per the norms, the office boy continues to place a daily copy for him.

Of H2O and urine

I often bump into a guy from our office in the loo. We usually end up peeing together (chronologically, not geographically speaking). Now, one might wonder why am i talking about a random person about such a moribund activity of life. Well, i'm known for pissing and tell. When i didn't spare Ang Lee then who's this colleague? Anyway, going back to the story, we two are making a habit of 'seeing' each other in the washroom for almost a week now. Which makes me wonder whether our body cycle—at least the liquid side of it, which is like 3/4th, right?—seems to be in sync. Which also makes me wonder why don't i ever bump into him at the water counter where we refill our bottles.