Transplant :-)

Have you ever felt tears rushing to your eyes, when you look at the white board marked with zig zag statistics in black, blue and red markers?

It happened to me yesterday. I along with my team are relocating from our corporate office at city to our Global innovation center located at Siruseri. (little far away from the city.)

I had been with my current organization for the past 5 years and got emotionally attached to our work place. When Men think with their brains, women has the tendency to think with their hearts too. That's the reason we bear with men's restlessness and impatience and wait for miracles to happen.

My city office is located in the heart of city and carries "Google" atmosphere (roaches, rats, termites, we even had a Dog, who was called Mani, a fat ole Dog, who died of over eating).  There's our neighbour's kid who saunters in as if she owns the place (She charms our security, and you can find her with guest access card around her neck, all the time) and all of us stop to work for few minutes and lift the child and listen to her, lisping our names . We don't really mind, if our chair's arm-rest looks as if it was chewed by a rat (sorry! there's no "as if" to it) .

It's within the reach of our homes and in case of emergencies we can commute easily. My son's school is just a "a stone's throw away", from our office and is handy when

1. My son has a wheezing attack
2. If he picks a fight with his fellow classmates and I am summoned to the principal's office. Here, I am forced to hear one long hour of advice/sermon, while my son and his classmates, who were rolling on the floor fighting sometime back, stood at the office, with their hands folded at their backs, stifling their giggles. I wonder, why the hell was I given this advice, when it was the kids who were at fault. My only thought would be, when the sermon would be over and I can get back to my office and resume work. People call me workaholic.
3. Wonder never ceases to exist, when I was called by his games teacher to meet him as he wore a white sport shoe instead of the white canvas shoe. (Whenever I try to set him straight, he always comes up with new mistakes and I should say I've lost count)
4. When he has a fight with his Van driver in the morning, he makes sure to hide himself in the library and misses the van and calls me to pick him from his School.

As, I list Ani's tantrums, I now realise, why his principal adviced parents.  It is simple, Kids don't pay heed to them and they don't give a damn to us too.  Instead of we going and blaming the school, they take the lead. That's a wonderful business tactics ain't it? May be I should take a lesson or two from them. I want to add one thing here, Ani got a distinction this time and I don't have a clue, when he studies.  All the time he is in his Facebook or watching Naruto....(No thanks to you, MANOJ! I heard from Ani that you were the one, who told him, that every Thursday a new episode gets released and gave him the link where it can be viewed.)

Now when I think aloud, those "tears rushing" to my eyes, should have been the "Tears of happiness". No more meetings with his Principal or his secretary or his class teacher. Maybe, if I am not available, Ani will behave in a responsible way.  But I've heard the same story, from most of my friends, who has a teenage kid and my Facebook has so many sob stories, I have started to feel that Ani is an angel.  Atleast he does not call me to settle his differences with his girl friend. So far, so Good.  He has loads of friends in his Facebook account. He gets weird invitations and I got one such invite and the content went like this! "Aunty, please accept my friend request. I am An's (short form for Ani, I assume) friend and I am the only person who calls him An." I had to accept, coz I don't want to be in her bad books.  What if she becomes my daughter-in-law one day?

I want to add one more thing we enjoyed in our office.  There is one Chai wala (a vendor who travels on his tricycle and sells us Tea, Coffee and goodies). Let me describe him. He is a Muslim, we call him "Tea Thatha" ( "thatha" means grandpa in Tamil). A wonderful man, with the sweetest smile, I had ever seen.  He remembers our name, even if one person is missing, he will ask after that one. There is one huge Aluminium box atop the tricycle, where he has all the supplies, even those which you can't find in a super market. He has everything under the Sun, you ask him something, he will never say "No". He will whisk it from inside and present it with a flourish. Even if he doesn't have it, he will give you something else and who can say "No" to that charmer. Guys love him too, as they get Cigarettes and I have heard that Cigarettes tastes like "Sin", with a cup of Coffee or Tea. "Oh! damn" tears again. I will miss my "Tea thatha", who fondly calls me "Viji madam".  He refused to take money yesterday, said it is his treat.

Yeshwa, our security is a god father to all of us.  He filters every visitor and saves lots of our time.  He joins during our lunch hour and had never asked for a loan. I would miss Yeshwa, who also couples as my secretary. Sure loves to have a chat with him, whenever he visits my office to pick me and that is almost every day.

Yeah, last but not least Sure, who patiently waits at the gate of my office to pick me everyday.  It will so happen, the moment he texts me "Come", I will receive a call and it goes for an hour.  More than me he will miss that chat with Yeshwa. And, I would miss those monosyllabic text messages like "time" ("What time should I come?"), "Come" ("Come out" ), "Fast" ("Come fast") and missed calls from him.

My friends and fellow colleagues at my city office, we won't miss each other much because they frequently travel to Siruseri.

Hope you guys feel bad about our relocation too...No, No! TRANSPLANT, it's as if we are forcibly being rooted out, as you are forced to read this article of mine.  Kudos! to your patience and Kudos! to me for the most disoriented and emotion packed melodramatic write up :)

All said and done, I am looking forward for my first day at our main office and that is Monday, as there are loads of handsome hunks sitting over there and walking the corridors :D

I just can't wait for Monday! Wish me guys! Hope I still have my charm intact!