just another morning at office

Three cubicles ahead of me, the printer is spewing out non-stop prints. A little to its right side, and comparatively closer to me, some people from another department are involved in mildly disturbing discussions. Somewhere somebody’s land line phone is ringing. There is this general office murmur of people talking, papers being turned, footsteps falling and taking people near or far, some clicks of the ceramic cups when they strike the desks and above, below, around all this, a faint fragrance of Gulzar’s songs being played in a nearby cabin… aapki aankhon mein kuch, mehke huye se khwab hain…