Everyday I find myself racing with people I have never seen or known just to reach the office. Even half a step ahead is a victory. Work isn't the concern, its just the small feeling of elation that I need to have a good start to the day at work.
Reaching the aisle of elevators I feel that the world and his wife are there. The whole of our India feeling comes in, 16 lifts , 8 not working, girls/ladies forming small groups and the whole place bustling with noise. Somehow I bully my way into a lift only to see all the floors below ours selected. Now that means its going to stop at each floor possible!(the other lifts surely wont have so many stops :( ). Everyone who gets out in the 1st few floors should have taken the stairs.. darn lazy creatures! The walls of the lift have praises for many. The eyes seek one beautiful face which will make the travel happier but then how long to stare :| there may be others looking at me :P. Looking at the guy with ear plugs and music which even you can hear, you imagine 'man he's got strong drums.. maybe everyone shouts at him and he is used to it. Watching what all wear.. got to learn a lot about dressing sense( I've seen pink jeans sachii). The lift gets almost empty after 4th floor, but we can still feel the voids. Its similar to what we were taught in school(electrons leaving atoms). All stay where they are I wonder why? Finally 7th floor.. rush to the entrance and punch the numbers.. In-time bhaiya ;)
