I see the clueless face of the security guards of my building looking unaware of everything…
I see the smarter security guard of the opposite building giving an occasional smile…
I see little kids trying hard to carry their overloaded school bag and run towards their carpool…
I see an old lady serving morning cups of tea to her customers from her stall on wheels…
I see a white hen running in the abandoned land…
I see people looking at their wrist watches and running towards their office…
I see the I-Am-The-Hot-Girl-In-My-Office girl walking wearing large shades and carrying huger bags with her nose held higher…
I see the super market guy sorting out products in his store…
I see the old lady in a torn blue saree cleaning the road…
I see the pack of lazy dogs lying on every available patch of sunshine…
I see the HOPCOMM truck standing occasionally at the corner of the street with fresh veggies laid out…
I see the Just-Another-Girl-In-Office girls walking carrying their lunch boxes, bag, laptop bag and speaking over the phone…
I see the nursing trainees of a nearby hospital flock together and walk at snail’s pace…
I see people yelling at tanker guys for coming late when water supply has stopped…
I see the thin skeleton like women carrying sand and cement to the nearby construction site…
I see the I-AM-The-Rockstar guy on his way to college in his bright jackets, colorful pair of Converse and grooving to the music in his ipod shuffle carefully clipped on his sleeve…
I see tensed and curious relatives of patients walking up and down the lanes near the hospital…
I see sometimes a caring husband holding the hands of his pregnant wife smiling at each other and taking her to the hospital…
I see my colleagues passing by in faster pace…
I see the ever busy main road stagnant with the morning traffic and vehicles honking at each other…
I see a gang of monkeys, at times, walking on the boundary wall of the adjacent school with baby monkeys clutching on to their mothers…
I see people standing outside their office premises and smoking away to glory…
I see an old man sitting on the pavement and selling cigarettes and chewing gums…
I see the frame of a fragile old man with the thickest spects begging on the pavement with his hand laid out…
I see my colleagues whizzing past the driveway and going towards the parking lot of my office…
I see the grumpy face of the fat security guard of my office who asks everyone to wear the ID card as soon as we step inside the gate…
I see the whole fleet of cars parked along the green patches of the office…
I see the receptionist not smiling to anyone….
And I see the clock right above her head and realize… Ohh I am again late… Hope my boss doesn’t see me now… and I enter through another door swiping my card avoiding the boss’s room!!
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2 comments
That's a cute account of one's daily, routine life!!
Hey.. Thanks.. And your comment made me come back to this post and read it again… now i don't see any of these ever since I changed my house. Old memory! 🙂