DAY : Wednesday
DATE : 08/10/08
TIME : 2:30 in the afternoon

OCCASION : Not something too special, just that a minor ‘Hurdle’(if I may be allowed to say so) of my life has come and gone by…..My SYBCom. Exams for the first Semester are over.

STATE OF MIND : As usual…blank. Partied with friends after the exams, a small brunch party. Everyone’s back to office. I too, am stuck with a nasty Tax Audit of a ‘Late Latif’ client under my charge who suddenly wakes up to submit his documents, details and software backup in the first week of October, only to highly oblige the Income Tax Department.

FEELINGS : Great and immense hatred for the concerned client. Longing for the clock to strike 5:45 so that I may leave office on the pretext that I have some lectures to attend at some non-existent coaching centre (I use this excuse atleast twice a week to get rid of office work).

CONSTANT PROBLEM : Video cameras placed almost all over office which constantly survey all movement in the office premises (now now, please don’t get any clichéd and lukha thoughts into your mind…….saying this only because a couple of wasteful friends of mine who I told this to reacted with raised eyebrows, open mouths and an ‘ooooooooooooh’.)

SECOND PROBLEM : Articleship (Internship is the synonym…. For many of my Science counterparts who do not seem to understand what ‘articleship’ would be). Does it really have to be as long as 3.5 years at a stretch? Is it really aimed at making us (to be) successful professionals of the near future (my fingers are kept crossed)? And worse, are we really believed to be superhumans? We ‘bechara bachchas’ run from classes to college to office and back home all set to make optimum use of all our books (well, studies actually is usually a mere ritual carried out atmost once a week for not more than a couple of hours, simply out of sheer obligation to our parents and professors). All of us seriously deserve a break from our 48 hour days.

YET ANOTHER PROBLEM : I sometimes really feel like sponsoring the whole of the tuition fees to the office boy so that he may learn how to make decent tea/ coffee (we sometimes even fail to realize which is what !). he desperately requires some help in this department.

BIGGEST CURRENT ISSUE : My boss might just be eyeing me for hitting the keys of the keyboard so mercilessly and depreciating his computer at a rampant pace. High time that I get back to cursing my client and proceeding with his $#!@%^* ITR 4, while waiting for a pathetic tasting coffee to arrive at my desk……..