To crib or not to crib...

Hail thee…I’d been exhausted by the office schedule these days, always wanted this time to blog, an empty room, silence to facilitate introspection and pen down what I feel.
Blogging is such a relaxation, especially to an oxymoronic species like me.
It’s been close to nine months now, working in the IT industry, coming in formals on weekdays and in collared T-shirts on Fridays (I hate spending money on collared T-shirts!!),trying to gel up with team members whom I dislike, being friendly and cool with people around, Genuine-ness has a place as well. Work is taken up with utmost sincerity. That is where the shoe pinches. I miss being an irresponsible guy, someone whom I’ve always been, far away from sincerity and worldly tantrums, I need some breathing space. Guess I’m getting transformed into a boring adult. Working 10 hours a day, going to bed thinking about one of the college crushes and damning the present life only to realize the past would never come, the past which is always so sweet, which I miss so much, my mistakes, my pain, my sufferings, my achievements, the people who were a part of it, friends, foes and people whom I’ve never talked to. I miss them all. I like cribbing, like any other human being. Is it bad to complain? Is it bad to seek for sympathy? Why is it, that we need to be strong (ya ohkay….to live in this bad bad world..I know that…but let me crib…atleast in my blog)
God is such a hypocrite entity. Why couldn’t we have a utopian heaven for every one.
All would have been happy. I see people around. They are so afraid to trust. The feeling of distrust is mutual. Hence every one acts in a so called “professional way”….i’ll do this you do that….give and take…….good and bad…give me a break…...ahhhhhhhhhhh It’s so relaxing cribbing here…..I feel better now….It’s 5:00 am in the morning and there is no one on the floor. Out office has adopted the go green policy so we have sensors installed through out the floors. Light is available at only those places where there is some movement. Needless to say my cubicle is the only place with lights on. I raise my head to see darkness that spreads across the floor devoid of people at this hour. It’s good, I like it this ways. This is my kingdom, solitude or loneliness whatever u may call it …here I am spending time with myself….something which I always wanted to do in recent days.