I’ve often wondered on how closely you can guard your personal life amongst your colleagues or friends. Perhaps the question arises on why one would want to do that at all. Why would people want their personal lives to be a private affair, not to be meddled with.
Needless to say there may be several reasons - the single most important one of all being that our personal lives are our last refuge, a sanctum of precious thoughts and experiences we have had – the things we wish to guard from other prying; often envious or maybe even resentful eyes. Or even maybe its because we need to keep two or three spaces in our lives, spaces where you can retreat to when your other spaces are not according to your liking. Its perhaps best that we practice keeping them distinct, else if our worlds collide, it will be just a us standing there in the middle of everyone who know everyone you know, who will know everything you do with everyone you know (and they know) which will go on everyday till you reach a delusional state when you realize that everything and everyone have become dreary, lacking the freshness of thoughts and actions that once made your life speckled with unbridled enthusiasms. This is perhaps the reason why I hate working from home, why I detest making my hobbies my profession and why I abhor going to office on weekends.
Just last week I was placed in a dilemma. Well, I’ll call it an unpleasant situation rather than a dilemma. A few of us colleagues visited this restaurant in one corner of Indiranagar, Bangalore called Barbeque Nation - A good place if you are a kabab fan, nothing else. There someone had this brilliant idea of playing a game called me called Five Questions.
I don’t know how the history of the game - how this game must have first started but I’m sure the people who set it up must have been really nosey people. Ive been told that it’s a good “fun-game” or a “party-game” but somehow I get the impression that this game is played only for the benefit of a few inquisitive people who want to snoop into some peoples personal affairs.
And That’s how this game actually started that night too!. A few colleagues of mine (rather all the girls in the group) wanted to know who one of my colleagues was dating. Though I can’t fathom why this should be of any concern to these people, I could not care less coz it does not concern me or anything I’d like to keep to myself! It would have been a good game and a decent night if they would have ended that game after finishing off with one or two people. But no! they had to go around to each of the person on the table and there were ten of us…very Inquisitive bunch indeed!
This was the time when a few thoughts cropped in my mind and I drifted off….
FIVE QUESTIONS
Another weary week to an end
Brought a few comrades back again
The leader to convey thanks to her team
Brought them out to encounter a gastric gleam
FIVE QUESTIONS in their mind - it screams!
I am there, and so are other nine
Conversations fading through passing time
To bide away boredom we find it indulging
To intrude people’s space, I see it coming
FIVE QUESTIONS' seems the way; so lets begin!
To query a personal matter is, if not rude
People guard that life, which indeed is crude
Society shuns it, so don’t you mistake
People oft keep away, lest it infuriate
FIVE QUESTIONS' the game they invent instead
FIVE QUESTIONS' to perturb this graceful night
FIVE QUESTIONS' - lugged to a corrupt height
FIVE QUESTIONS' to rummage my clandestine thoughts
FIVE QUESTIONS' - brings on a devious onslaught
FIVE QUESTIONS' to make myself distraught ?...I think not!
All this inquisitiveness soon blurred out, kind of killed the night. I’ll bet that’s because the inquisitors did not get the answers they had wished they’d hear and the inquisitives were guilty of lying through their teeth (however innocent they may appear!) But one thing I found in that bunch of ours was that the guys were more mellow, more to the point of not wanting to discuss anything personal and the girls were all full of energy, flowing out with emotions when they were being asked the five questions. Infact I remember some of them answering seven or eight of them! ..hmm..was it just the zeal or is it that women just blurt out as long as they have an audience? And I think that’s the time when the plans for an all girls night out were just taking shape.
There are a lot of thoughts about the “Girls night out” and the fact why The guys were so mellow and the Girls so open…but that will perhaps be a subject of another post someday. So long!
Needless to say there may be several reasons - the single most important one of all being that our personal lives are our last refuge, a sanctum of precious thoughts and experiences we have had – the things we wish to guard from other prying; often envious or maybe even resentful eyes. Or even maybe its because we need to keep two or three spaces in our lives, spaces where you can retreat to when your other spaces are not according to your liking. Its perhaps best that we practice keeping them distinct, else if our worlds collide, it will be just a us standing there in the middle of everyone who know everyone you know, who will know everything you do with everyone you know (and they know) which will go on everyday till you reach a delusional state when you realize that everything and everyone have become dreary, lacking the freshness of thoughts and actions that once made your life speckled with unbridled enthusiasms. This is perhaps the reason why I hate working from home, why I detest making my hobbies my profession and why I abhor going to office on weekends.
Just last week I was placed in a dilemma. Well, I’ll call it an unpleasant situation rather than a dilemma. A few of us colleagues visited this restaurant in one corner of Indiranagar, Bangalore called Barbeque Nation - A good place if you are a kabab fan, nothing else. There someone had this brilliant idea of playing a game called me called Five Questions.
I don’t know how the history of the game - how this game must have first started but I’m sure the people who set it up must have been really nosey people. Ive been told that it’s a good “fun-game” or a “party-game” but somehow I get the impression that this game is played only for the benefit of a few inquisitive people who want to snoop into some peoples personal affairs.
And That’s how this game actually started that night too!. A few colleagues of mine (rather all the girls in the group) wanted to know who one of my colleagues was dating. Though I can’t fathom why this should be of any concern to these people, I could not care less coz it does not concern me or anything I’d like to keep to myself! It would have been a good game and a decent night if they would have ended that game after finishing off with one or two people. But no! they had to go around to each of the person on the table and there were ten of us…very Inquisitive bunch indeed!
This was the time when a few thoughts cropped in my mind and I drifted off….
FIVE QUESTIONS
Another weary week to an end
Brought a few comrades back again
The leader to convey thanks to her team
Brought them out to encounter a gastric gleam
FIVE QUESTIONS in their mind - it screams!
I am there, and so are other nine
Conversations fading through passing time
To bide away boredom we find it indulging
To intrude people’s space, I see it coming
FIVE QUESTIONS' seems the way; so lets begin!
To query a personal matter is, if not rude
People guard that life, which indeed is crude
Society shuns it, so don’t you mistake
People oft keep away, lest it infuriate
FIVE QUESTIONS' the game they invent instead
FIVE QUESTIONS' to perturb this graceful night
FIVE QUESTIONS' - lugged to a corrupt height
FIVE QUESTIONS' to rummage my clandestine thoughts
FIVE QUESTIONS' - brings on a devious onslaught
FIVE QUESTIONS' to make myself distraught ?...I think not!
All this inquisitiveness soon blurred out, kind of killed the night. I’ll bet that’s because the inquisitors did not get the answers they had wished they’d hear and the inquisitives were guilty of lying through their teeth (however innocent they may appear!) But one thing I found in that bunch of ours was that the guys were more mellow, more to the point of not wanting to discuss anything personal and the girls were all full of energy, flowing out with emotions when they were being asked the five questions. Infact I remember some of them answering seven or eight of them! ..hmm..was it just the zeal or is it that women just blurt out as long as they have an audience? And I think that’s the time when the plans for an all girls night out were just taking shape.
There are a lot of thoughts about the “Girls night out” and the fact why The guys were so mellow and the Girls so open…but that will perhaps be a subject of another post someday. So long!
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