Recently we had a new joinee who has been allocated the seat, an open cube which is perpendicular to my cube..
Currently there has been a lot migration of bong geeks from Kolkatta.
Which is all good. More power to the Bongs and for a change it is nice to hear a language which I love to speak and I love to be. In all its glory of food, human discomforts and general bong advice.
So it was all nice to here a familiar tone talking familiar subjects. But slowly it started to really get on to my nerves.
I like to think I am a ok kind of tolerant soul unless my trigger is set off right from the start. At least as I am growing in years the tolerant quota is slowly but surely increasing.
I repeat. I like to think that about myself. It could totally be an illusion. 
I think its been about 3 odd months or less and my level of patience is in the process of drying up.
I tried venting it out by posting in Facebook and Twitter thinking that my frustration would get over.
Phone call 1 : ( assuming he is talking to his wife)
Almost everyday as we start work.. this has got to be a trend…
hello : ki korcho. Pujo shesh. Appel ta kheye niyo. ( what are you doing ? Puja over ?? Have that apple)
This continues to when he will have lunch and when he will be back.
Phone call 2 : ( Tata Sky )
Getting all excited, his house got a tata sky, he calls his wife and tells her over the phone what to say to the Tata sky guy.
Amake khali Bangla channel lage. oke bolo this and that and this.. ( I want only Bangla channel and tell him this and that)
and the conversation goes on loudly for some time.
Phone call to his friends : This individual has got decent amount of friends who he regularly calls. Methinks that his group are all migrating from Kolkatta.
So he calls and talks to one of his friend. Telling him about himself and how he is settling down. Then he asks, where he got the job. The friend answers. And then he does not stop at that.
Accha bol to, tor salary koto. ( tell me how much salary are you getting ?? )
The friends hmms and hawwwss.. ( I am assuming)
Now our pal is not satisfied. He goes on asking about his salary.. I think he asks about 4 to 5 times. Till he gets an answer and typically says..
Eito !! if you would have asked me before negotiating, I would have given you a higher figure. You have to bargain for it.
And on and on and on..
Recently, one of his friend is leaving his job I think… and our pal goes on and on convincing him why he should not leave and since he is married, he should think about both of them..
Blah blah blah !!!!!
Phone call on Vomit : ( yes that is there too)
One morning he picks up the phone and tells in a weak voice that he cannot go to lunch with him that day since he has vomitted some number of times. Goes on to relay when he puked.. and how many times.
And how he had some food over the weekend and it went haywire..
and thats why he says he will have to be careful
Phone call on ticket cancellation : ( this is a funny one)
Now this is what happens when we do too much of “Jugad”. Dont know the word in Bengali. This bugger calls up a friend to cancel one of his tickets or some of his tickets via train to Kolkatta. He sits in a no worry mode where things will be taken care of.
Then he gets a call that the job is done and ALL the tickets have been canceled.
He is shocked and does not know what to say. Keeps soclding the fellow and immediately calls his wife to relay this new turn of events. And he keeps bemoaning this fact on and on.
Finally he decides to book plane ticket..
I could not help but giggle silently while on the other hand being frustrated at yet again having been privy to this conversation.
Phone call on his breakfast : ( “deem shidho” – boiled eggs)
One day he went on and on about his food and boiled eggs and fish and boiled eggs and fish and boiled eggs and fish
I was like hungry just listening to him talk so much and me is not very happy when hungry and there is no food.
Buhahahah !!! :):)
When does this bugger work ?? If he talks from morning to afternoon to evening..
So after listening to his private ins and out and his so called meanderings between friends, family and his food habits.. and his loving concern for the “aappel” that his wife has to have everyday..I talked to another Bong Manager who is a good pal as well and sits on the other side of the cube and told him to help me out.. by telling him to keep it down and to take a conference room…
Seriously I really dont need to hear or form an opinion about someone’s personal life and their doings..
I am ok with bits and pieces of phone conversation which we all have during the day. It does not invade..
But to go on and on and on and on .. after a while, it takes me away from my work and the mind gets stuck into that which is no business of mine..
FINALLY today !!! there is quiet and limited quiet conversation.
Thank you Bangali Babu.. !!
Appreciate it !! I can work in peace..
Wake up Sid was just the right movie for the weekend. Armed with my caramel popcorn and Frooti, I went up to my seat and settled down without expecting much from the movie.. I am still warming up to Ranbir Kapoor. So I loved the way Ayan Mukerji played out the tale.. Nothing strong, nothing sensual, just life and sometimes, one would remember the days we went through during that phase of our life when we were carefree..
