Whispering Thoughts

I spent my day, wrestling with formulas, picking values from this sheet, fitting them in that one, desperately trying to even out that whopping 30 million difference, until my eyes began to water, figures blurred and I forgot counting basics. Some job, you will think. But this was just today, one amongst many of those days that appear on the horizon quarterly, and eclipse my confidence. But when the clouds of audit will pass, I will be racking my brain with legal paraphernalia. Unlike the 8:00 AM of salary-day love, I relish this wavering equation I share with my work. Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook: 100 words: Job

Sweltering June morning had a lazy feel. The day was ripe by the time Meira left for office. And by the time she reached there, the sun was almost overhead. The central air conditioner had been shut down due to some issues with voltage stabilization. And in the absence of continuous roar, everything seemed loud and blaring. The voices that sounded soft in the din of air conditioner now sounded unpleasant and penetrating. It was like they were accustomed to huge decibels without realizing the impact. It was okay initially, sitting in her cramped seat but with passage of time, she started getting a heavy feeling. She felt like she was breathing stale air, laden with warm dust. She turned around to ask Akshat to open the window. But Akshat was not in his seat. In the rush of work, she did not realize his absence. She got up and opened the window. A couple of pigeons on the ledge below flew away, flapping their wings noisily. But the whiff of fresh air felt so refreshing. A couple of hea...

All the cats are busy preparing for the farewell of "The Tomcat". So us mice are having gala free time. Way beyond the lunch hour. Hushed whispers growing louder. Muted laughters sonorous. Very many grapevines sprouting. The clowder fretting, the nest celebrating.

Also linking with Alphabe-Thursday: letter W She had not had her breakfast. And so her first instinct was to ignore the slight reeling of her head. The moment passed and she did not think much into it. With three cases running simultaneously in her mind, she had room for nothing more in there. The next time the reeling lasted a little longer. She thought she might faint. She decide to grab a quick snack, just in case. So, she got up from her seat, grabbed a file to be dropped on a colleagues’ desk en route and marched towards the office canteen. The confident straight foot falls that had garnered their share of head-turner when she had been new in the place. Two years and a couple of months later, people had gotten used to her presence. As she crossed by her manager’s seat, she heard her name being called out. “ How come you’re walking around? It’s an earthquake for goodness sake”. Ah! An earthquake. That explained her revolving head. She relaxed. She was not fainting. H...

Courtesy: Image forwarded by a cousin on what's app The hills beckoned her. So did her home, sweet-home, the serpent-trail of river, hovering clouds and fresh crisp air. Her name echoed in the valley. Distant. Resonant. Again. This time, closer. Authoritative. Her manager rattled off some paragraphs of instructions. Ah! The reality-bite. Disheartened, she began the speech-to-text conversion. Almost verbatim. Shot a furtive glance on desk calendar. One more week and her paycheck would be arriving. Scrimpy incentive to stay in that concrete jungle. Another furtive glance. 4th May blared in her otherwise subdued schedule. Already she could feel the bus taking that last bend on the circuitous highway. Courtesy: Friday Fictioneers Linking with  Alphabe -Thursday: Letter V Linking with  Friday Fictioneers