infront of the Trading Terminal

Beep beep….beep beep

Damn him whoever invented the alarm clock, and damn him more who decided to integrate it into a cell phone. It’ll always go off when you are nearing the happy ending of the loveliest of the dreams.

Achha khaasa 2000 pounds ka profit book karne waala tha yaar…

“jaag jaa bhai…jaag ja…sapne mein hi paise bante rahenge nahi to…Monday hai, meeting mein nahi jaana?”

“Yaar, whats the point behind these Monday meetings. Abhi to kal raat ki bottle tak khaali nahi hui”

“hmmm… valid point, but can’t be helped. Come on, get ready soon. We can’t be late today. The market, anyways, is expecting some important announcements today. Its better if we get to office before time.”

Quite a sound argument, and off goes my sleep. Rushing through the early morning duties, somehow I find my way to the basement to meet the others waiting for me.

Car door opens.

“Late night party?”

“more like early morning dude. Anyway, lets go..”

Bumpy roads, crossings without functional red lights and a badly crushed Santro from some accident last night, we cross it all.

“Dude, are we going to the office or approaching some battle front. Bad, worse, worst – har tarah ke scenes najar aa gaye…”

“if you ask me, in a way it’s a battle front only…you fight tooth and nails with the market every day to make money…one wrong move, one wrong call, and all that you might have made in the day will be gone. Likewise, a couple of right calls and you might be looking for new car models to choose from at the end of the quarter. In no other job you would find your decisions and calls generating results at the end of the day itself…”

Yawwwnnn!

“can we please not talk about trading. Atleast not when I’m away from those price ladders. Aaj kal to sapne mein bhi laal hari battiyaan jalti bujhti dikhti hain…”

“ahh come on…you can’t deny the facts. You know it quite well that I’m correct in saying whatever I just said”

“yeah you are. I ain’t denying that. I was working in a research firm before coming here, and I have seen the difference that this job brings to your life…not to forget the money!”

“hahaha…true! But money making business is for the traders who have been here for sometime now. For people like us, who have just joined the firm, I guess its more like keeping our fists clenched for initial few months…”

“dude, why don’t you ask them to make you their PR head. Here I am begging you to stop talking about trading and here you are going on and on about the plus points it has to offer. I don’t disagree with you on any single point. As a matter of fact, I am in total agreement, but too much of trading talks – no thanks! You know, this has gotten me so bad that this morning I was dreaming about my trading screen, and I was about to book a profit of 200 ticks!”

Finding space to park the car in the office basement

“kya baat kar raha hai?? What happened then?”

“my alarm went off…that’s what happened. Now come on, we better hurry. New day, new week, lets mint some cash!”

Beep beep… and the car gates lock as we move towards the elevator.


-abyshake