I never thought I would be looking forward to staying in Gurgaon. But as the date draws near, I find myself unconsciously counting backwards.
Like now, I am one of three people in office and this is what I see in front of me. It might sound strange but I find the sight calming and happiness inducing.
In my first two years of being here, there were numerous number of late nights that we spent at office. Music was played aloud, multi-cuisine food was ordered, illicit jokes were cracked (God bless that we had no CCTV surveillance) as we furiously typed away at presentations and plans. Those were the good days.
These days aren't too bad either. There is no team, no friends, no exemplary work involved - but there is a sense of belonging. That feeling which makes me call office more home that the actual one.
It is difficult to explain what I feel when I think that next Friday, would be day I have to strip my workstation of my collections, give my bamboo plant away, empty my drawers, say my goodbyes.
Why is that we always want what we cant have?