Yet another young colleague of ours passed away yesterday after he attacked people around with a sword and was shot by the police. Twenty six year old, cheerful in the office but depressed about some personal matters it seems. A Telugu channel called him Software Psycho and irritated me thoroughly. But I don't understand how these young fellows, who are so active on social media, fail to turn to even a single friend for a serious discussion on life and the merits of it.
I don't have too many friends and I have my moments of unhappiness and sometimes, continued unhappiness but one can also derive solace, if not joy, from various other things in life and also the fact that one's alive itself. I guess we are always racing against time and planning too much for the future and present is only the stepping stone for that bright future and it does not matter much.
Rajani is my friend in the workplace and strictly so, for various reasons. We became friends almost instantly and instinctively and after more than two years I feel secure in that friendship. The current 'regime' does not believe in building inter-personal relationships within the team and on the whole of the floor there is hardly anyone I want to talk to. So I wait for Rajani to appear on the scene and share my thoughts with her and we talk silly, serious, work and otherwise and my boss once observed that on the lunch table we talk as if we are going to solve the world's problems(I didn't know others observed!). We belong to opposite camps politically and sometimes fight bitterly on our 'ideologies' but both of us acknowledge that we are not convinced of the merits of either. Anyway, I can go on and on but it's just that I'm glad to have met her finally and the only thing that will make me sad when I leave the place is being separated from her because I somewhere know that we are not going to be in touch outside, strange as it may seem.
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