Bonding

After the hectic 2 days in office and with lots of disappointments I came back home. I do not want to go back home coz I love the city not the cubical but only for the city the memories which I had in past 5 years for them I want to be their forever.

After the weekend we again have the office now I was in situation where I do not want to have communication with people. In the morning I planned to say GOODBYE to my social media reason coz I want to work on my dreams without getting affected with the situation which I had in my office.

As soon as I started working, I got the call from one of my colleagues and she was very happy with me, praised me a lot and she wanted me to be with me. Hope arises

Lots of text message about the next office days, I was surprised about that.

Birds again

Negative: They do not care about you. They are using you for their own sake to make gossips about you.

Positive: They all are trying to be with you. So that you will have people around.

I chose for the negative one coz I had seen them on the floor they all were making fun of each other. So, I opted out with the communication. They all were messaging me and asking me about everything not because I was new, maybe they feel like I am good person.

Few days back, it was about the time when we had not seen each other but we use to talk. I was in conversation with one of my female colleagues we use to work together in same list of activities. We used to support each other due to some misunderstanding we stopped talking with each other. 

She also texts me that I am sorry after seen you originally, I concluded that you can’t do wrong to someone. You were correct on your part she was sorry at the end we are communicating till date

We all started talking with each other and we all bonded with each other.

Next week we again must have to go to ooffice. I was confident that all will be same no one will see me again. This time I will not hope for anything. I stepped inside the cubical and everything was opposite as expected. We shake hands with each other, we went together to bring coffee on our desk. We discussed so many things. This time I feel like I was not new anymore I know everyone.

So, at the end this cubical has accepted me the way I am, and I am happy at the end.

My Day in Black

Today was my first day in the cubical, was excited & nervous too. I would be meeting the people who was in contact virtually. There were to birds on my shoulder the negative and the positive one.

Negative: they will not like you at all. 

Positive: things will take time to build up understanding.

I preferred to ignore both and planned to go with the flow. As soon as, I reached the cubical it was so big so beautiful, feels like just capture everything every small thing which was in front of me.

I entered the building there was a beautiful girl well dressed, beautiful smile, very polite and she gave us warm welcome and provide me the details how to reach to my desk. What things will be required to enter the cubical and gave us welcome chocolates. Every single step was so joyful it feels like I am watching any series at my place with lots of popcorn and chilled cold drink. 

The time I entered my place everyone was busy in their own day activities; nobody even looked at me at that time. It feels like I am an invisible person to them like Mr. India. My moral at that time was very low. I was very nervous. Are they the ones who I was talking too? Why didn’t they even look at me? Am I looking foolish? I just kept on questioning my-selves instead of understanding the situation that maybe they had not even seen me, they only listened to my voice. So, I did.

There was a saying “ jb kisi situation mai ho toh sb galt hi smjh ata hai “

I said “Hi” to the person I was sitting next too. We introduced to each other and then I asked him can you please show me the cubical where we have the access to go. He made me familiar to the different places and help to have the best coffee of the cubical. Then we came back to our desk and then I started working with my daily stuff. Then came lots of more people on the floor at least they all came to me and made small intro about themselves. I was so happy atleast I’m visible to them. Everything was on track. I found the person with whom I talked a lot in the cubical, I waved at him but he dint’ even respond back. I prefer to ignore everything and concentrate back to my screen. Many of them where scrolling, laughing and few were working.

I felt alone at that time, but this was place where I belong now. Some are toxic, some are supportive and some I even do not know. May be by the time I will be part of them or maybe I will be alone. Let’s see what this cubical has planned for me...