Sunday, July 21, 2013

If you were my boss

It was a Monday morning and I was just waiting for my computer to log me on, while it was taking its own time in processing my username and password. Just like humans, perhaps computers are also a little slow on the mornings of Monday!!
When I looked up, across the cubicle I saw two hands outstretched, as if in laziness. I could see those hands were delicate, white as marble, one adorned with one of the costliest brands of wrist-watches and another with graceful silver colour bracelet.
That was all, I saw – as by this time credentials had been processed by my computer – and it was time to kick off the week with some work!! However that brief glimpse of beauty and grace had started playing on my mind. Initially, I did not understand why that glimpse had such an enthralling effect on me; however one more look at those outstretched hands turned my suspicion in confirmed fact. It was a same brand of watch I used to see on your wrists.  It was enchanting. I was like a young kid who falls in love with each woman wearing a same kind of dress as his mother.
I found that air in cubicle was fresh, atmosphere charming and mood just similar to an evening spent with a loved one, followed by a light delicious dinner and sweet music in dimly lit room. I knew, it was my mind that was creating these hallucinations. J
Just for a few moments, I let my mind have its flight of imagination. It was painting a picture where in not only we worked in the same office but I worked under you.  I always had an opinion that you would make an awesome boss to anyone.  This not only stemmed from the fact that you were a good professional, but as an individual also you carried an aura that inspired people. Your energy and enthusiasm were contagious.
Moreover, what made it an interesting imagination was your uncanny ability to spot out my “White Lies”, in a matter of seconds you could guess if I had actually taken dinner or was I just faking it. This talent comes from deep care and connect at an individual level.  Both of them are ingredients of a good boss.  
I must admit that there were some aspects that scare me too, in this flight of imagination. First being the anger, those stretched eye-brows, widening nostrils and eyes throwing flames are destructive, especially to docile subordinates like me.  Second, being your high expectations from subordinates. Since you could do things so easily, I guess you would have expected even your subordinates to be able to do them as easily, for someone who is always sceptical of one’s own abilities like me, that is a little scary.
But despite all plus and minuses, just an idea of your presence in same space is something that is powerful enough to discard all minuses and look at the pluses. I carried on that imagination a tad too far and really hoped it to be reality some day.
Just then a pop-up on my outlook calendar reminded me of the today’s date, time and situations. I just shifted my gaze to place where I had seen those outstretched hands, but it met with none this time. Fortunately,
I re-gathered and started working.