Isn’t that what you would expect a child coming to a party
to tell you if you are hosting it? The colourful balloons are what attract the
children so much and they wait for the party to get over so that they can pick
and choose the balloons according to their choice. But is this the same
scenario when it comes to the monthly birthday celebrations in office? Well,
for one, there are no children but what happens when you hear your colleague
asking for balloons so that she can take them home to the HR?
At my workplace, as a HR policy, on the fourth Friday of
every month, a monthly birthday celebration is organised where the employees
who were born in that particular month celebrate their birthday together with
all the others in the cafeteria by cutting a huge cake and eating some
munchies. This month, a colleague of mine was celebrating her birthday and we
all gathered in the cafeteria. It was decorated with balloons and festoons and
the cake, the patties and the coke were waiting for us. All of us had only one
thing in mind. A big piece of cake after the customary piece has been eaten.
But this one colleague had something else in her mind. She wanted to take the
balloons and was only waiting for the party to get over. Not showing much
interested in the cake or in meeting everyone else in between work, she was
looking for a chance to go and talk to the birthday organisers to help her the
balloons.
After about 20 mins when people started moving out and
getting back to work, she walked up to the HR team, asked for the balloons and
came back to us all giggling with two bunches of balloons. Apparently, the HR
team was also amused and they happily gave her the balloons to take home. She
clicked photos with the balloons, posed along with others and finally got back
to her seat.
The next thing that struck all of us was how was she planning to take these balloons home? Travelling back home in a bus was out of question but wouldn't the balloons burst while going in an auto as well. She was left with no other option but taking an auto back home. I accompanied her till the bus stop. Certain funny things happened on the way that made the whole incident more interesting. First, the neighbouring auto had women in it who kept touching the balloons while we were stuck in the traffic and it had pissed my colleague off quite badly. This was followed by the inquisitive auto-wallah (not blaming him though), as to why is she carrying so many balloons home? And whenever, a balloon or two would burst, he would turn and say, Kya Madam? The ultimate end to her dream of going back home with balloons ended with the street children catching her and running after her to give away the balloons to them. The kind hearted young lady she is, she gave them and returned home finally with only five out of, may be, 12 of them.
We all knew that she has a fascination for balloons when she
said, “We can put up balloons on her birthday and celebrate!” or “Oh wow! That
team is celebrating his birthday and they have so many balloons on his desk. I
will go and ask for some.” These only gave us the idea that on her birthday, we
should gift her a packet of balloons if not anything else. That packet, I
heard, is one of her most prized possessions and may be kept for her children
to be inherited.
We feel amused to see her excitement when it comes to
balloons and all she tells us, the balloons brings out the kid in her. It is
always fascinating to have something of this sort in your life that never fails
to bring a smile on your face, irrespective of how old you are and what
profession you are in. A food for thought here? So, what’s that one thing that
makes me a kid and bring a smile on my face? What about you?
I'm touched!
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