Its not just office to me………..

I was in home i felt when i entered 

finally wiping my tears for the long see. 

I worked in so many offices, every office gave me 

work to do, but in this building i found my home

though i finished work in office hours, i still want to stay 

not feeling to go to room where i was staying, 

Every office gave me money for what i worked but this building 

gave me respect, every employee had some kind of affection with me 

where they connected to me for my cheerful greetings “Good Morning”

The building was so old it was entire life time of my inlaws, 

I fell in love with every brick and cement it is made up of, 

I found old tools like drafter which i carried in my bachelors 

to make engineering drawings, the furniture it was like a big hall, 

everyone with their table and fan in the roof. 

I was dreaming how my father-in-law walked through to just see how 

everyone is comfortable in working

The employees he hired are smart engineers, were amicable and hard working

I was trying to help the project, i just raised concern, without thinking

how it hurts senior engineer, he thought i was trying to get rid of him. 

But that was not my intention my thoughts were never to let him out, 

where he misunderstood me and made a scene to kick me out. 

I see the senior engineers are good with knowledge and experience,

but they lost the efficiency in their 60s and 70s, they cant do the same work 

how junior r engineers can do, no matter what even they cant catch the speed of 40s 

so we cant completely trust them to do the basic engineers a junior does, 

I am seeing the same efficiency even in my current company. 

But employers believe they know more than juniors, and please dont make seniors to do 

junior’s job, 

I loved my office so much 

I raised concern even on the last day, 

because i was ripped out from home, which was in real, 

because that is what i got to stay with my husband

i cried so much but people saw me as rude person, 

where my intent was to make it grow again back to its initial stage

how it flourished. 

I was blamed for wrong which i wasnt

I love my home 

I am left with nothing

ripped out of city 

with blame and plot. 

I could see my sisterinlaw 

missing me and bidding farewell on the last day

that she couldnt save me and let me go

i know she too misunderstood me so much 

without knowing what i came for it losing the current job

and leaving the country at her request only to help the family and my husband. 

Jessy Jacob