...bellows my colleague to the Tea boy. Every workday morning, Basantha faithfully infuses the air with the aroma of coffee. He's on his feet, pacing the corridors of our rooms, making sure that we have enough of that black liquid to keep us going.
I shall miss my regular order of Basantha's "Special" tea - ceylon tea with evaporated milk. By about 10am, David, Laurie and myself will nip down Salam Tower to visit Bava in his 5foot container of tidbits/snacks, drinks and shwarma egg rolls.
How I will miss my tea-time delights with my workmates. The idea of sitting in our chairs for 8 hours is a torture both mentally and physically. So we find some form of reprieve by leaving the confines of our "prison cell" to have our tea time at Bava's. I shall miss these people who have made a difference to my work day.
Here's a quote I like from J. Paul Getty:
Going to work for a large company is like getting on a train. Are you going sixty miles an hour or is the train going sixty miles an hour and you're just sitting still?
...and I pose this question to myself every workday.
Till next time
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