Lost under Ground

The generator and the water pump make the background music of hummmmmmmmmmmmm........... all the while......
Two souls pore over the black computer, the white phone and the Naipaul. On regular intervals the three activities are interchanged to make it the least boring. On a sunny day, of the 20 tubelights in the hall, 6 are put on... this is the irony. It is cold.. thus, hot air blows in from an electric machine. The honks and ponks of the vehicles plying on the road, are heard overhead.. very different from a normal experience of down below on the streets... it is up on the streets. 15 empty seats face different directions as they are left as-it-is after the last meeting... on two cushioned chairs, the blank faces try to do something... they just don't know what... one of them check the corner of the computer screen to read 4:30 aloud... the other check her wrist watch to say 'one more hour', as if to confirm. At the end of the day, they are as blank as they started off with. Thank god mobile phones work.