When the little blue clerk, in the middle of his work, starts a tune to the moon up above; it is nature that is all; simply telling us to fall in love.” How better to distract yourself from a weighty workspace than with an unlikely affair between two hapless colleagues. Working together can sometimes become like an aphrodisiac, dealing with people, venting out bitter feelings over a cup of coffee or lunch. Some day, when an ‘Elizabethan’ girl walks into an office, she can be asked to spin a globe, place her finger on a random spot and decide to move there. If she were from real life, people would turn their back towards her. But, she can still be essential to male fantasy and even if a colleague is boring, he may want a woman who will find him fascinating and perk up his dreary life by forcing him to plunge into a stranger’s pool.
Why should people only limit their emotional lives to fend off desires of their spouses? In a mundane office, where ethics precluded romantic liaisons with one’s colleagues, one might feel doomed to celibacy. And then, one needs to think and act. In a series of subtle and intense gestures that follows, two colleagues may unravel companionship, a sense of happiness where realism contends with fantasy and shadow and romance intermingle.
These liaisons excite but alert us; like magic and monsters; whether or not the actions are correct. Monsters act as moral compass. In such situations, people are often left with a mixed feelings, thoughts about cultural expressions and sense of ethics. Yet, people go ahead sometimes for a brief while into a zone of idle fancy, embracing a monster with rare humanity and entering a phase of childhood errancy, timelessness. There is always lingering danger of these exegesis interpreted as too murky and obscure. But, still one can keep these threats at bay, flow upstream on a high tide and probably dream of a different kind of offspring at some time of life.
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