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It sometime feels good to be wedded. But most of the times, I badly miss my days I’d spend @ ma office. Couldn’t enjoy that much @ School and College was full of dumb people everywhere. Got to know what real fun is…when I joined the office. The inner prankster of mine came out with naughty and tricky pranks this time. But only for a while.

- Work stands first of course… After that, me used to chat with my husband, for a change, me n ma colleague plunked our lunch boxes in the sideboard/drawer and when out for partying at SukhSagar or ManjuMamta.
- When we come, we dreadfully needed that A.C on in our cabin. We were just two. But the office looked empty without us says our boss…And yeah!! We two were equal to several funniest pranksters.
- We enjoyed summers by having packet full of ‘kakdis’ every now and then. We squabbled with the canteen staff for serving us cold and foul-tasting ginger tea. (Well that tea some times had no ginger in it to be called as Ginger tea properly)… And many times we went out for a walk near by to refresh our selves.
- On Sundays, we wouldn’t miss that Thela Chai…standing up on the small broken wall and ordering 2 cups of tea from the thela wala standing opp to the wall. Though we couldn’t see him from this side, but could easily guess for how many times he’d boil the same tea and serve it to his customers…Still, we loved to have that.

- Sleeping on our desks, oh! What a relief from stress and head ache…We’d giggle and laugh at our own jokes, create funny emails on our other colleagues, listening loud music when our boss was out, and offering toffee to our boss if he’d come and shriek at us…

- Oh!!! Heartiest thanks to that person who first invented MAGGI. We’d plan and bring maggi and would have that with morning tea at office… :D Nothing remained for us to eat at the lunch hours.

- Till now, the funniest prank I hv ever made is…asking address of ma own office to some thela wala or a vegetable seller on the way… Gosssssshhh….It was such a fun. Guess what? We’d go to our boss and say, boss, no body knows where our office is…I surveyed today. I asked few thela walas and sabji walas and road romeos.

I came to know now…that life really **cks every one at the end. Problems were there in ma life when I was a journo. But after marriage, got problems with responsibilities. And the cruel god now tests me n my endurance. Anyway…I still thank god the almighty for standing besides me every time. (But not helping me now). He had gifted me good frnz, a nice family n affectionate in-laws to live with. And of course you’re there…I know…

Comments

  1. lolsss lovely...dis is sumthng i nva thot of...penning dwn our experince here in the blog :)

    let it b here forever so dat weneva we feel desolated n need a laugh, we cn nytime peek in here n have a blasting laugh remembering dose pigs whom we wrkd so hard n den kicking their ___ just coz we really wrkd hard only to face criticism

    nice read :)

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