1 Night @ the Office

Hey, been a long time since I last wrote. But thats because hectic office hours are complicating my mind a lot, so much so that i cant make anymore confessions. But, here goes...
One such instance was this last friday, when on short notice it was decided that we work on the same night, instead of the day when usual mortals work.
So were to turn nocturnal for 1 night. A weird thought struck me, that this is quite like a college time night out with friends, cause here were me, Nimish, Brijesh and Vivek, (who are both older yet quite cool). A tiny difference was that we were supposed to be working our asses off. But that can be overlooked for the moment.
The idea of working late is scary for some, for most, but my personal experience was quite enjoyable. The work wasn't too hard, and we have actually practiced a lot for it. So it was pretty much smooth sailing. We had to order dinner, at 10 in the night. Around 10.15 I found myself poking around the half asleep shops in the near vicinity in Bhosari MIDC(yes, that is the (rather obscene) name of the area where my office is), looking for coke and chips. True to Bhosari tradition, I didnt get any chips, and just one bottle fo overpriced Thumbs-Up. Fair-enough, I said, weve coem her to work and not party.
So, our run started, with me n Nimish gobling Pav-Bhaji and simultaneously keying in jobs with oily fingers. That really points out the virtues of Pizzas in such situations, though many refuse to realise this. Our work activities were done by around 2.30AM, rather thats when we actually did what is referred to as 'Dukaan Band'... which means logoff, shut the monitor, and officially shut shop for the day (or the night in this case). Its only after that when the fun should have started.
But unfortunately, we were dog tired, and Brijesh had to leave, Vivek was too sleepy. So i went around exploring the place. I checked out my office terrace, which is a restaurant oven during dyatime, was actually a sight at night. I never thought the vista(its called the 'view' in the usually hot daytimes) would be as beautiful as what I was beholding. The entire place was empty, which suited me just fine. It was just me and the humming air-conditioner. The entire sity around me was lit up with tiny specs of light. The air was cold, yet not chilly. Bhosari being an entirely industrial area, has lots of factories, some of which were billowing quiet white smoke, barely visible plumes in the surrounding darkness. Distant towers and antennas blinked their red beacons. The trees rustled with a cool night breeze. The entire front porch was lit up with yellow light, gicing a surreal air to the whole place. All in all, it was enchanting to be all alone on that roof-top. Its only at such times and places, can one hear the 'inner voice'. I'm not being too philosophical, but atleast I think I have an inner voice. And I say that so confidently because of the simple fact that I talk to it often.
This inner voice need'nt be some incarnation of Gandhi or anything filmi. Its just yourself you are talking to... a la.. 'Main aur meri tanhayee, aksar yeh battein karte hain'... ar atleast somewhat like that. And only when the noise and jabber of the rest of the world is shut out, can you hear what YOU have to say. One can discuss a lot of things, your dreams, aspirations; congratualte yourself on your success, berate yourself for your mistakes; hum a different tune, say sorry for things you cant easily apologise for, speak you heart out. I do that, whenever possible. I was trying the same that day, but maybe I was just too mesmerized by what I saw, or was just too sleepy, I didnt really hear or say much.
So, I just went to the resting room, stretched out and slept off.
Quite an experience I must say. More so because it was hardly what I expected to wanted. Guess that prepares me for next saturday, which will be another night @ office. I'll try to be better prepared with the chips next time...