Desk Derivatives!

Wow..this is what comes out when you look straight down from my desk!

The view from my desk makes all around me feel jealous.

This is a strategically located position sitting where I can face the metropolitan world to my right from the 44th floor of Mori Tower on Roppongi hills or just confront my confined work world to my left. Preferred choice is obviously right but the perfunctory act is to deal with the left.

It’s the incentive to sit (and apparently work) here in the corner with my desk flanking the window and get a glimpse of Fuji San, that I get ready to get to office each day…well there are more reasons than just that but no harm if I reveal that I love my desk for the position is holds...but hush shush :)

Every time an announcement is made about relocation, I cling to my seat and pretend like the announcement was for all but me. I refuse to part from my seat.

May be professionally damaging but I am ready to compromise sitting away from the rest of my team as long as I get to sit in the most comfortable and private seat on the floor…umm not exactly private private but at least I don’t have people hovering on top of me and from all sides…unless they make arrangements for people to start working while afloat from the other side of the window.

The first time I saw snow fall was from this desk and what an irony, by the time I ran down to see and feel the snow, it was nothing but droplets of water…

I hear the gush and whoosh of wind that clatters against the multistoried buildings. The soundless noise is scary at times.

What with the men who clean the window sills in a way that was totally new to me …the open elevator that carries them up and down. What would happen if the wind blew at a pace beyond hold...don’t want to think about that!

Coming back the goodie part, its just awesome to see the fall colors from such a height and the beautifully lit skyline of the city. After the day’s work its comforting to see the Blues ride by, the Sun spread the red light and to hear the murmur across the Square the clink of the harness and bit, and yet away from the ooohs and aaahs of the crowd.
It lures me and wants me to hold on for longer than I wish. But …hurry Om, time to go home!