Writing in Office

Today I had asked a close friend to write something abstract when she was in her new Office. She sounded hesitant to accept what I was saying. It’s her new office and she has never done something like this before. Often we think that office is a place to work only. It has these air conditioned humongous floors which looks like an amalgamation of corridors and dorms and halls. Which would have the short height-ed ceilings, often white or grey in color where everything is still bright but is not vibrant. It’s more of Stand Still. Then there are they dark little monsters on whom we sit. They are called the desk chairs. Padded well from all the side. Flexible enough to raise up and raise down. Tilt back and front. Rotate and make you feel like a merry go round. And the feeling I can control it whichever way I want gives each one of us a sense of achievement. There are these rectangular jigsaw puzzles called cubicles which can be taken out from one place and placed somewhere else. The only difference it has from Jigsaw puzzle is that they look like a maze but never fits actually anywhere until and unless some human fills those cubicles. A Cubicle without people in it looks sullen, dry and cold. There are these secret boxes which has tiny metal wand to unlock them – Called the Pedestal Keys. Now if these Ceilings/Chairs/Cubicles/Pedestals had eyes how many things they may have had witnessed. They would have had seen the generous sights of people secretly calling/talking over phone with their beloveds of nuptial life or on whatsapp messages with their new found love/friends, or checking online stores to buy the best deal of the day. They may be replying to mails of their bosses and peers or trying to talk to their subordinates on Chat to make them understand how work and life can be balanced. Sometimes GTALKS actually talks to the people more than the adjacent colleague. Sometimes they see clouds in the eyes of some where they just got exhausted to core with work or life. Sometimes they are just smiling when they see a Facebook Update. Sometimes they just see people talking loudly across the floor on Budgets or Passionate use of words about Cricket.

So these stand still elements do witness a lot. Will they have a problem if someone is writing something that their heart believes in? Will the ceiling above me get angry/upset because now I am typing on a word doc which later I will copy paste in my Blog. I don’t feel so? Won’t the ceiling be happier when it sees me giving my 100% in the meeting that I have 10 mins from now? So what is the fault in writing when you are in office? Do I learn now that writing in office is bad only because when you come to office you should be like a robot programmed to do a set of task and tick every task as you accomplish them? Or should I unlearn that and feel more human – get the body soul and mind to the workplace and just be the person I am rather than trying to change to someone who I am not. My Office hired me for the person I am. Yes Degree College and Work experience matters but isn’t that the attitude and brain cells that are actually judged during the interview? All this while did I just learn to be a robot or did I just unlearn to be one. Or Did I learn to be human? 

PS: My friend did write a piece at her new office and send it to me in gmail. And my only reaction for the piece and her attitude was “WOW”