A Wednesday

It was a Wednesday. Neither as bloody as a Monday nor as exciting as a Friday. Well, that made it even sad. Raghav wasn't even sure what to feel. He was tying his laces. When he was done he had no memory of it, as if someone else did it for him. "What the hell.." he thought. "Is that what I am becoming... a programmed machine..with no consciousness"?

He stood in front of the mirror. He was wearing a pink shirt with a red tie, black trousers, and shoes, folded sleeves, donning a Tissot on his wrist, a thin-rimmed frame on his face, and parted hair. His trunk bisected diagonally with a string of the sling laptop bag. Satisfied with his look he questioned himself "Is that the reason I go to work every day so that I have a reason to get dressed?" Trying to dismiss these thoughts he stepped outside his house.

The hot summer sun hit his face, adding to his irritation. "Why do I do this? This 9 to 5? Is it really a bad thing? Everyone is complaining about it yet everyone is working hard to find it. Is it just in trend to criticize corporate life? Or is it really a killer?".. The flood of thoughts started again.

He boarded the metro and reached his office with frustration which was growing every minute. His office was on the 7th floor but he accidentally pressed the 6th. He was too busy sailing through the whirlpool of thoughts to realize his mistake. Stepped out on the 6th floor and tried his access card at the entrance. "Beep..." It didn't work. He wanted to punch the door but somehow controlled himself. He turned to ask someone to open the gate when he noticed he was on the wrong floor. He looked up, hoping to see the sky but had to settle with the ceiling. "What do you want??" He shouted at the lord, trying as loud as possible in his thoughts, and went back to the elevator.

As the elevator doors opened he saw a girl. Brown-skinned, silky hair, green top with white flowers, white skirt, beige strappy sandals, and an I-card around her neck. She was ecstasy. Raghav was frozen. She looked at him and made an expression that meant "you want to come in or what?". He understood and quickly rushed in. He stepped out at 7th but didn't look back at her. He went to his workstation and realized that his mind was silenced. He smiled and fired up his Macbook.