Moved to Bum-bay

Been a working man now for a couple of weeks. Does it feel good, after all the unintentional unemployment? Can't say a resounding yes to that, but I am certainly relieved. I have yet to settle in at the workplace, so to speak, which I suppose means giving other people there the time to get used to my presence. Of course, once again, I am moved to a mild mixture of irritation and pity at watching all the usual office politics, formation of coteries and other such bullshit that forms an integral part of any workspace.

But I am more concerned with my own work timings, which currently involve about 11 hours spent in office. There will be some rationalisation soon, I am told. The best thing, though, about this job is that I can, every now and then, work out of Delhi if I so feel inclined. Like I will be doing in 4 days' time.

My own place, the one I have found for myself in this city, will be vacated next weekend, when I will be in Delhi. So I will move in once I get back, which will be a huge relief. I am spending between 2.5 and 3 hours travelling daily right now, and that shall go down by at least an hour once I move to my place. Of course, the many other merits that come with having a place to call your own (even if rented) are quite welcome too. The first one in my list is that I will finally stop living out of a suitcase, like I have been doing for more than 6 months already. It will also feel good to have the use of my PC again so that I can play some more random games again!

This post will be incomplete if I failed to mention the only too famous rush in the local trains that I have to endure everyday. What bugs me most is other peoples' oily smelly hair actually physically going up my nose.