Who makes my grey cells active?

Whenever I sit back to think what exactly I did the whole day, there is someone who really captures the main part of my dynamic grey cells.(dynamic grey cells is when they are active. As for me most of the time my brain is almost static. As Newton's First Law of Motion describes my grey cells need a huge thrust to be active from its state of passivity!).

So coming back to my point these days I find myself as one of the most boring characters one could find on earth. Always brooding and nursing grudges about my job and my company. And that at 22 I could probably do nothing at all. Amongst all these thoughts there is one man who really makes me like using all the argots and abusive colloquial words for him. He is none else than my "Great Boss”. Well may be putting such an article in the blog may force him to throw me out of his project the very next. But now I am like those "Freedom Fighters of Our Nation"(I don't mean to belittle their greatness) with a music playing in my soul when I enter my office room as Tagore said "Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high...................."


To describe him:
I can't take his name for security reasons but he is very short. Especially when I stand beside him. I am five feet seven inches and he is about five feet four at max….Maybe that makes him feel bad to stand and explain me anything. So whenever he plans to order me something or insult me in front of everyone he will make it a point to sit back in a relaxing posture on his seat.

And then he would start,”Lina………………..and he hence proove Lina is the world’s most numskull maybe with no skull at all. After all he comes from the top college of Kolkata. As for me I somehow graduated and am working. Don’t know for how long!

This man has the least etiquettes of talking to a young woman. Believe me friends he would scratch his -------------- parts during official meetings His skill sets also include excavating his “Nose Civilization” deep till there is nothing more bring out. This is my boss.

There was a time when due to heavy downpour it was like “Water Water Everywhere” in my city. Really I felt like leaving town because of this problem. My house being really far off from my office I used to be very late to office .May be 1030 hours. As a result my average effort reduced. This man has no work so he visited my records on our internal repository and he summoned for me.

And again he sat down on his seat and sarcastically started ”So madam why do you come at 10:30 am and your efforts is less! I was stone struck! Dumb and mute I become when he opens his bloody mouth. He peeped through beautifully framed glasses and began laughing. ”So now the HR is going to send a mail to you keeping all the who’s who of our project in cc that Lina’s efforts are less. So even if you don’t have work please stay back. It is the norm of the company to have at least these many hours. The whole development room employees were seeing the Tamasha. And I am sure no one has thought bad about me. They all have been victims once or twice after all. Then on I took an oath though it sounds jocular that I won’t let this crimp short villain any opportunity to rebuke me. I now enter office between 0810 to 0830 hours. You can call this his terror or my self esteem whatever. This man has really left an impact in my mind . During Sundays when my uncle visits me and asks how’s work beta! I really dread to start as again this man makes my grey cells dynamic! But once I start I never seem to end coz a whole drama follows. I am good at caricature after all! I spend almost a hour imitating this short demon at my office except his two very famous activities. Roll back through the paragraphs to find out what they are if your grey cells are not yet active.