Friday, March 31, 2006

Eating away to glory …..

Yesterday was a holiday for the rest of Maharashtra. We still worked. We believe in (forced) hard work. The conservatives may frown upon our definition of work. But being in office for 8 hrs is a big burden in itself. In an office situated at the dead end of a less crowded street with all char bachon ke baap types male force and a dispensary for the 60+ people on the other floor, what incentives do two single and hunting girls have, even though we are the rare representatives of the female community in the office? Yup, there are some more people from that community. But they belong to the ladies sub-category. Not the young and happening gals category we represent.

Let us face it. Office is boring. The only thought that makes this less traumatic an experience is when I remember having slept during movies like Phir Bhi Dil Hein Hindusthani and Hero No 1. The very thought of those movies still makes me shiver with anger for having spent 60 Rs each at a time when my monthly pocket money wasn’t sufficient to buy even Pani Puri. I can eat, drink, sleep office but spare me of Govinda and David Dhawan. And I can throw the entire salary into the arabian sea. (I know our thornyrose will be at the other with open arms to catch it). But just can’t spend a single penny on those weird imitations of human species.

Our sole ray of hope, our God sent angel in this office is a decently tall, clean shaven guy in an all white dress with a cute thilak on his forehead. The moment we step in, we would be waiting for him. With our eyes fixed on the door through which he steps in, we would be counting milli seconds. Usually, he appears around 11.30.

Me: Kya hei bhayya aaj?

He: Aloo ke Parathe and Veg Biriyani

Me: Or Sweet mein?

He: Kheer

From then, we would be day dreaming about aloo ke parathe, veg biriyani and Kheer. We would be in a trance. The plates would be rolling round and round in front of our eyes. By that time the only consolations we had had would be the light break fast in the morning and sandwich at 10.30 soon after getting to office.

The longest of time of the day is the hours between 11.30 and 1.00. We check our mails as many times as humanly possible. Have tea 3 times. Go to the ladies’ room 2 times. Make phone calls 4 times. And it would still be 12.50. The rest 10 mins ………. my good lord ….. we only know how we manage to spend.

Tring Tring. My phone rings.

ThornyRose: Khana laga hoga kya?

Me: Ek nahi baje. Lets go chk.

Damn guy is punctual. He says he is getting it.

Tring Tring. Her phone rings.

Me: Ek baar phir dekhke?

TR: Chalo. Dekhthe hein.

Tring Tring. Pantry phone rings.

He: Madam, leke aa rahein hei.

We: Bookh se marne ke baad laoge kya?

The only thing on earth, that unite me and thornyrose is food. Food of all kind, race and sex. We devour it with the purest form of dedication. It is a pious activity. We don’t even talk during that sacrosanct act. And the precision in sharing things exactly by two cant not be beaten by any super computer.

All this slogging in the office, traveling in the local train and staying at unreachable distance from family, are all justified at that moment. Everything that men do is, after all, for a day’s food. (Whatever is left after that can be spent on clothes, accessories and make up). I am sure we will enter the Hall of Fame with Kris, Shukla and our very own Rafeeq.

There are very few occassions when thornyrose cooperates with me. One of such occasions is while placing our order for the day. (The other occasions are choosing between chicken and mutton and having mysore masala dosa at Phoenix mills). Whether it’s done by her or me, we choose different dishes so that we enjoy the entire gamut that day offers. And yes, she is ofcourse jealous of me. I eat I eat and I eat. She eats she eats and she would soon look like she had just swallowed a baby elephant.

After lunch we take a break till 4.00. A one hour tea break. Then dinner sharp at 9. (The snacks at 6.30 before going home is negligible, right?).

Next morning ….. here he comes ……. will catch you guys later ……….

7 Comments:

Blogger Rose said...

Hmmmm... Thats a new outlook abt ourselves 'Droppings'... rare species in a boring office...

As for the angel in the white dress and cute thilak... ayaal nammude aghathamaya premam ariyunnundo...

Yes, the things that bind us are food, our crazy thoughts and HeartofWhat...

Whenever she steals a glance at my plate i groan with all my might in order to scare her away.. "Grrrrrrrrrr...."

But for the past few days, every morning she has been reserving a few pieces of her sandwich and as soon as I enter office (im always late u c) she extends it out for me with a million dollar smile ...

And the thing that makes me want to kiss her left cheek (which btw is bigger than the right one)is the fact that she does not like sweets much and I REVERE them... But I still will not forgive u for eating half my gulab jamun today... Grrrrrr...

...Me

12:57 AM  
Blogger Shriedhar said...

LOL
//The other occasions are choosing between chicken and mutton and having mysore masala dosa at Phoenix mills

wer do u wrk??

1:04 AM  
Blogger Dew Drops said...

@shriedhar:-

I work with a so far respected Indian corporate giant, that pays me gor hogging and blogging ;)

1:10 AM  
Blogger Heart of Gold !! said...

We believe in (forced) hard work

Ahem, I will reserve the comments on this to the very end!!

Not the young and happening gals category we represent.

The good thing about this blog is that they dont require you to post you photograph on the sites... Girls, i think you are in the best position to enjoy this benefit.

And a piece of advice from the author "dewdrops" to the smart chaps around can be seen in the post itself.. " two single and hunting girls " ...BEWARE.

counting milli seconds

please dont rape common sense and science.

Food of all kind, race and sex.

???? Do you guys smell perversion..?? Or is it because of some of the stuff that this "droppings" has left behind...

And finally, they advertise that they work very hard

God bless your company!! Hope it stays afloat for atleast the next six months!!

11:20 AM  
Blogger Heart of Gold !! said...

We believe in (forced) hard work

Ahem, I will reserve the comments on this to the very end!!

Not the young and happening gals category we represent.

The good thing about this blog is that they dont require you to post you photograph on the sites... Girls, i think you are in the best position to enjoy this benefit.

And a piece of advice from the author "dewdrops" to the smart chaps around can be seen in the post itself.. " two single and hunting girls " ...BEWARE.

counting milli seconds

please dont rape common sense and science.

Food of all kind, race and sex.

???? Do you guys smell perversion..?? Or is it because of some of the stuff that this "droppings" has left behind...

And finally, they advertise that they work very hard

God bless your company!! Hope it stays afloat for atleast the next six months!!

11:20 AM  
Blogger anon_iitian said...

the style of your writing is great. Just be ware that your boss doesnt read. If he is sadoo type he may not like it
ak

3:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

hehe.. thanks... make it thiruvalla achayan though... u write well too...
keep in touch!
~binu

11:51 AM  

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