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.