In search of

{Fiction}

The whole office block started to swim in front of her..  every of the interesting people started to look boring. She dragged herself towards the washroom just to splash a handful of cold water to her face anticipating that the coldness in the water would pacify her restless mind. It was just a result of over work, still it troubled her to be like this. She walked as slowly as possible back to her place, with a tut.. tut.. tut.. an irritating noise from her heels. People turned from their work to look at her, and in their face she read the result of her tut tut! Had she waited a moment to look past their irritated face into the screen she would have seen Facebook and pictures or some loser trying to find their soul mate in office chat app, or some killing time with silly chats, but she was far less concerned.. and so she walked on with a tut tut.. until she reached her place, and sat down like a bundle of old clothes loosely wrapped, that they go sagging left and right when dropped.

She looked around, there was life around her, the agility of people working their brains out, in front of a computer playing with programming languages long ago created by some genius who named the language after themselves. Normally she would brush off the thought with a shrug and say we use the same alphabets everyday why not the code? but today with irritation brimming around her, she felt that they were all donkeys carrying old unwashed burdens (clothes) of others. 

She was bored, restless and as an icing irritated. She was searching peace.. she wanted the green meadows to lie down and breathe in the freshness of the damp soil, she wanted to sit alone and watch sunset in the beach letting the waves kiss her feet, she wanted to cuddle up in her sofa and sleep after a hot cup of coffee.. The lingering flavor of coffee and being alone enticed her mind. She knew what she wanted, she got up and walked towards the cafeteria. A hot cup of freshly brewed coffee, with just the aroma her mind started to dance in peace..

With this newly found vigor she walked towards the emergency exit door, tactfully avoiding and hiding from her friends, who now looked like a flock of angry birds to her. Once behind the door, she murmured a silent prayer to Otis and his brilliant invention of elevator, and descended the dusty seldom used stairs. She sat down on one of the stairs least bothering about dirtying her dress, and took a sip of her coffee which was still thankfully hot.

She hummed a tune in her half smiling lips after another sip of coffee, now! wait what was that song..? she hummed the same line again.. trying to catch the tail and reach the head.. but in vain, desperation started to sink into her. She hummed again.. if only she can find the beginning of the she could enjoy her coffee in peace..! If only.. damn!!