The place where I got to sit was right at the end of the floor (perhaps, the farthest seat from Bodhi's).
From where one could see his terminal alright, and sometimes even the crown of his head.
[ When he decided to sit and not lie down on his ridiculously reclining chair ]
By the time I finished, it was nearly noon, and the whole office was in by then.
So once I was done, for the first time when I looked up and studied the place in its chock-full activity, I saw nearly 200 people studiously racing and pacing on that floor.
People sat.
People walked.
People sulked.
People talked.
Some exchanged sweet nothings.
People yelled.
People frowned.
People smiled.
People scowled.
Some strangely even exchanged greetings.
It felt like a football field where you didn't need to try too hard to get lost.
Or get swallowed into the throat of obscurity.
But it created a strange sparkle of the highest power.
An almost infectious positive energy.
A zoo where you found all kinds of animals.
Bursting with life and larger than life dreams.
What a place, I thought to myself again.
What a place, I thought.
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