For all those who love my articles, this article might be coming from beyond the grave. My recent maverick (learn a new word today) attitude for the myMO editing team, on facebook has put me on everyone’s crosshair. But you cannot change your basic instinct, the rude and stubborn man I am.
It was one fine day of a team meet that I realized something fishy was going on. I could see intermittent burst of perky smiles being passed from one side of the command chain to the other. It took my excessively sharp reflexes to point out that Mr. Lemon has passed an encrypted message to Ms. Elan. If you are smart enough you would be able to decrypt my use of names and voila. But yes, close quarters, long working hours and a sense of comfort had lit something. Yes friends and it was that fine day that I sat down pondering on this topic.
We have couples in our class and office as well. But do you guys ever felt angry because of the nauseating feeling that comes when your friend calls “sweetie” or any other cheesy nickname. If yes, then welcome folks to my world. This page provides me a haven to release my frustration. Now coming back to the topic, such incidents of attraction towards the opposite sex create barriers for working. You cannot express resentment over others work just because they are someones “fanti or fanta”. I hate this as it deteriorates my work quality (if I have any). But the true fact is just because I can’t get a pie to eat I’ll spit in my friend’s. Yes, that my nature of which I am proud of.
Connecting this to us engineers, we have been blessed by the faculty’s narrow-minded approach of giving less sessionals to the couples, which kind of suppresses its epidemic spread. But there is no such barrier when the boss himself can hit on his employees. Coming back to the editing team, we had 2 couples in it. The first I have mentioned above. The one, that passes smiles, works together, defends each others views, attends parties together and does everything that a sukhi dampati does, except for the things that I cannot talk about.
The second couple is a figment on my imagination. From which us single team members derive funfrom. Their relationship as friends provides people like us with “masala” to brighten up the office’s morbid atmosphere and lighten it up with spurs of giggles and expressions. This leaves the poor couple speculating and asking themselves why all these double meaning questions are coming towards them.
The best thing you can find is the blush when you say, “Yeh Mr. Lemon (long naughty break) Elan”. And then a series of explanations that follow. Sometimes such leg-pulling even ignites the dormant fire, but seldom does it happens.
In the end, it’s the human tendency to flirt and to find a partner having the same pay grade, one with whom you have worked, give rise to such affairs. “Kya main chalun ghar tak, it’s late” and “have you had something to eat” questions that provide us with loads of material to create comedy and laugh and show our productivity in office.
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