On the importance of rooms and roofs

A roof above our heads is what we all want and require. It is a symbol. Of safety. Of stability also to some for when a certain roof is above your head for a lengthy period of time, it becomes something more.

So when it must be replaced by another, it can be more painful for some and less painful for others depending on the level of attachment. A solitary occupant living in a single room for a little over a year finds it not too hard and not too easy if the room hasn't been all it promised to be. Hard because it was the sole solace in the big city. And yet, it could have been so much better.

A new place that has a lot more space can actually be a bit unnerving at times. Because all that space seems so empty. Oh of course there are two beds now when earlier there was only one and there are stools and chairs and all the other things used to fill up spaces but to what end? There is still only one solitary occupant and that will never change.

While being the lone resident between the four walls means having your own space, it definitely is not a bed of roses.

Of softboards, markers and staplers

Something feels weird. Something not quite right. This is not the matrix so it is probably just normal paranoia. And yet it is not.

What is it then? Is the chair not right? Is the AC not quite the correct temperature? Are the people all wrong?

Bingo!

It appears that there is an unwritten rule to come into office or work in general with a facade fully in place that will not be taken off until one leaves. A mask that will smile at every person who sits in the general vicinity even though there is no real emotion in the action. A voice that will laugh loudly at the most idiotic jokes. An action that indicates friendship although it has a different meaning depending on which side of it one is. Something is definitely missing in this picture. And it just so happens to be people.

Perhaps the company's terminology of "resources" for employees is not so far off after all.