My Space

This is the record time I have stayed away from my blog. There was no apparent reason for me to do so, but it’s done. Anyway, last week, I finally got my own space in office. The last 3 months, I was being trained, which also meant I had to change offices and change teams to understand a little bit of everything that goes on – the kind of projects we handle, the type of clients, the nature of the work, and so on. It was fun, but I had reached the stage where I was looking for my own nook, my own little corner where I can put a little plant, place a few pictures, and personalize the space. Also, I was eyeing that part of the office where every room had glass windows covering one entire wall with a faraway view of the west.

Luckily for me, they finally told me that I was done with my days of office rotation and now I could have my own little corner. I did get the corner with the window overlooking the sunset. A few pictures were soon hung on the wall, a few photos stuck on the cork board. 3 shoots of bamboo plant were by the window, along with a flag of India and a pen stand with 50 different pencils and markers. I have a fetish for office supplies, did I tell you that? My other paraphernalia, aka junk include a coffee mug acquired from my recent trip to the Universal Studios in LA, some random gifts acquired here and there, and a notepad with my “to-do list for the day”. If you are wondering about a photo frame with the picture of someone significant, self, family, or better half (self in my case), a digital photo frame is my most expensive indulgence as of now. Yeah, one of those things you hook up to the power and the photos change on their own, unless you change them using a remote control. Munnu, are you listening? Getting jealous?

Anyway, leg pulling apart, my place feels my own now. I wonder how a few things, a few bamboo shoots, some pictures, some whim-catering stuff like office supplies and a drawer full of hand crèmes and lotions can go a long way to personalize one’s space. I was planning to stick a few poems on the cork board, but that is a different story for another post hopefully soon. So first thing in the morning I reach office, I make some tea in my favorite mug, water the plants, count my collection of pencils, apply some hand crème basking in the nice smell and set to work. Every little thing on my table reminds me of something nice, of some gift from a friend, of some souvenir acquired from some recent trip to someplace, random little things that make me feel more at home. And if you think this is indulging in craziness, my office mate is deciding if she should buy a small puppy and keep it in office.

So how does your work space look?

sunshine.