Sleepy afternoon

One afternoon in office and the pinnacle of my sleep. My eyes tried hard not to shut. Ill-timed but unavoidable. With my manager's back and mine facing each other, it wasn't hard to close my eyes longer. However, I dared not to risk myself. I also preferred not to put my sleep at stake. If only I could. I had a light and non-soporific lunch some time back. Climbing Mt. Everest seemed easier. Controlling my sleep was as difficult as putting a thread in the needle without glasses. Savoring coffee or iced chocolate was not an option. I was craving for candy, and my colleague walked in with some. Very minute square shaped sweet bits. I grabbed only three of them. I got conscious of my health; sub-consciously may be.

I heard something the next minute. My ears paid extra attention to that, eyes unbothered. "Meghna....You are here, how come so quiet? Unusual! Like a mouse!" It made sense. Even if I slept, I 'd be silent. I went to him and conversed for a few minutes. I tried not to fade the excellent state of sleepiness. It hadn't. I returned to my seat and realised that I had not read one of my friend's blog. I read and also posted a comment. I opened a file to work and made some changes to it. Saved it to my computer without taking chances of uploading it on the server. This saved me from getting into any trouble. I gulped some water and with my favorite song playing into my ear drums.

"Can I ask you something?" My reflex action was slower. Somehow, I responded a second later, "ya sure!" What was that? I went and resolved that little computer related mystery of his. I returned to my desk. Paid less attention to the song and I decided to chat with my friend. I did, but was sad as my housemate was leaving. I questioned myself about parting from good people in life. Never waited for a response. I gulped water again and was completing my water quota of the day. Nope actually, was more than half way through.

I realised there was only half hour left. I tested something that I was building for a few minutes. I was happy that it reflected the changes I made. This was a boon at that state of trance. But my eyes did not cooperate for the chemicals in my brain to flow smoothly. So, I was not confident to burden the server again. I read some news. About the world's cheapest car. Originated from my own country. I went ahead to read some interesting articles. Bored, I jumped to food websites. They never bored me at all. Cooking, my passion increased the desire of reading it.

I looked out of the window, it was so beautiful. The lake's scintillating water created perfect reflections. Bright was the sunshine glow. I smiled. My mobile was blinking more than my eyes now. It caught my attention. The number was not stored in my mobile. I pretended to be busy at work and it was unanswered. I spoke to one of my colleagues and my phone vibrated. This was my friend. He was on his way to buy a camera for my housemate. We decided on a specific model in the morning after some research. I lost attention to his speech, more towards a new email that popped up. I continued reading, it was about my tax refunds. The agent replied there would be less returns than expected during our meeting. I misread that and panicked. I thought I had to pay more. Noway I said to myself. But my friend without realising my state of mind, continued talking. I asked him to stop and walked out in the lobby to talk. Air seemed to be fresh relatively. I spoke and realised how I misread the email. Spoke for a few minutes.

I exchanged smiles with most of my colleagues. Smiles most expressive, its the end of the day. There was restlessness in few whereas a sign of relief in more. Mine conveyed the latter. I returned to my desk and read the email again. I looked at the clock and wasn't too far from leaving. There was some task to be completed. But it can be done tomorrow said my inner voice. I was lethargic.

I heard voices " cya tomorrow, have a gud nite....What are your plans for tonight? Hmmm...I am going Salsa....and it was a medley of voices. Thirty seconds past five. I winded up for the day. I greeted few and left for home. Thoughts of living without the housie scared me a bit. Its rare to find a person as joyful and as precious as one could be. Tears in my eyes, but no one focused as I was getting into the tram. It was overcrowded. I continued my journey.