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Today, the 14^th day of June, 2007, was turning out to be one of the most boring days of my life. I got up early in the morning with an urge to go to the office. The work, a STAAD model, was pending from the previous day. I was very enthusiastic to finish it as it gives me (or should I say everyone) a great pleasure in obtaining good results from works which take more than a day. But on reaching the office, I find out that none of the systems loaded with STAAD Pro (a structural design software) was free. So I was asked to wait.

I felt frustrated in a sad way because when my roommate, who is down with fever, said that he is not going to his office, I too felt like “bunking”. But the thought of finishing the work grabbed me. It was as though my itch was pushing me to the office. Nevertheless, I found a cosy room (which was empty by the way), sat on a comfortable chair and put my head down on the table. It was only after half and hour that I realised that I had been sleeping. I woke up in a jiffy and rushed towards the bathroom. Only after sparging my face with water did I come to my senses. I came back to my chair and started wondering what to do. The computer assigned to me was not functioning properly. Its keyboard lay dead. I was feeling very lonely and bored. I wanted to run away.

While I was baffling with these thoughts in my mind, the office boy, Prasad, who brings lunch for everyone in the office, came and asked me what I wanted to eat. I felt very glad watching his cute little face with (what seemed like then) a million dollar smile. I did not miss this opportunity and started chatting with him. We discussed about all sorts of dishes available in Bangalore. Later he told me that someone from the office had got a raise in the salary and that the lucky person was going to give a treat in the evening. The thought of a party in the office gave me a reason to stay back. God bless Prasad for giving me the news and Jurong Consultancy for sponsoring the treats era during my internship period.

I was very happy now, but no one to share my feelings with. Prasad had left to get lunch. Since my computer was not working, I took a piece of paper and started scribbling. Now I don’t know when I am typing this small incident to be posted it will be edited or not. I hope not. I guess the title now makes sense to you.