Office Romance
Love passes through many phases from filial love to parental love. Of all the phases, romance is the youth of love. Lifestyle changes may have trimmed romance to its bare minimum but the charm it holds is undimmed by either career pursuits or the dictates of professionalism. Wherever goes man, romance trails along. And, in my case, the rigours of workplace only added to its tenacity.
Being bound to corporate decorum, workplace romance never gets into the excesses of courtship. It is like a dew drop that perishes in the warmth of work and settles again in the moments of leisure. This is what makes it is so agreeable. The decorum and discipline tone it up.
My hesitating steps ultimately took a leap of courage. Luckily, I landed safe. This time there were no wordy traps laid, no action plan. I was full of energy that takes one over when failure is most certain. The lover in me was playing the last game of the evening in the hope that he will have a sweet tale for many nights to come. But, night followed day.
She was favourable - in the language of a sailor waiting for the winds to unfurl his sails. The company infrastructure came handy in striking this chord of friendship. It all grew from anonymous pings on chat. Her acceptance of my friendship was vital for my confidence that was going down in years, zero on opportunity.
Workplace romance isn't easy. It has to be done hiding from the gaze of other colleagues peeping into your chat window. Constant vigil is the price one pays for a fortune. Unfortunately, all your alertness cannot deceive your neighbour who quickly sees how her movements guide your actions. You never leave your desk while she is at her's. Your time to socialise is when she isn't around. Only a moment ago you were hungry, asking people to join for lunch and the moment she is at her seat your hunger suddenly vanishes. You catch up with her, munching cookies and chips.
But, it's all worth it. The theatricality of ignoring each other's presence in a crowd and exchanging the sweetest smiles when meeting in a vacant lift has a joy of its own. Observing her facial expressions at every message I send across sitting cubicles away is even more exciting, although what I get to see is only her cheeks bulge in smile from the screen of her loose hair. When I told her of this conquest of my side-glances, she shied away by placing her palm on her cheek.
My hunt for a new job has hit a sudden low and job satisfaction is back again. Every task seems interesting as long as she is around. Retaining her in the company would mean retaining me (a word to the HR).
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Being bound to corporate decorum, workplace romance never gets into the excesses of courtship. It is like a dew drop that perishes in the warmth of work and settles again in the moments of leisure. This is what makes it is so agreeable. The decorum and discipline tone it up.
My hesitating steps ultimately took a leap of courage. Luckily, I landed safe. This time there were no wordy traps laid, no action plan. I was full of energy that takes one over when failure is most certain. The lover in me was playing the last game of the evening in the hope that he will have a sweet tale for many nights to come. But, night followed day.
She was favourable - in the language of a sailor waiting for the winds to unfurl his sails. The company infrastructure came handy in striking this chord of friendship. It all grew from anonymous pings on chat. Her acceptance of my friendship was vital for my confidence that was going down in years, zero on opportunity.
Workplace romance isn't easy. It has to be done hiding from the gaze of other colleagues peeping into your chat window. Constant vigil is the price one pays for a fortune. Unfortunately, all your alertness cannot deceive your neighbour who quickly sees how her movements guide your actions. You never leave your desk while she is at her's. Your time to socialise is when she isn't around. Only a moment ago you were hungry, asking people to join for lunch and the moment she is at her seat your hunger suddenly vanishes. You catch up with her, munching cookies and chips.
But, it's all worth it. The theatricality of ignoring each other's presence in a crowd and exchanging the sweetest smiles when meeting in a vacant lift has a joy of its own. Observing her facial expressions at every message I send across sitting cubicles away is even more exciting, although what I get to see is only her cheeks bulge in smile from the screen of her loose hair. When I told her of this conquest of my side-glances, she shied away by placing her palm on her cheek.
My hunt for a new job has hit a sudden low and job satisfaction is back again. Every task seems interesting as long as she is around. Retaining her in the company would mean retaining me (a word to the HR).
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Comments
There are many motivating factors in this world, however, I believe, the one you are talking about is the Universal motivator. Nobody seems to be exception to this. So enjoy this phase and add more flavors to nice experiences.
They are simply amazing to say d least.