Hey, Sambha here.

Your unofficial office CCTV.
Watching everything.
Recording chaos, deadlines, gossip, breakdowns, breakthroughs… and occasional emotional damage.

This Monday felt weirdly silent.

For the first time in months, the office started without Aamir’s legendary gym stories. No “bro kal chest maara,” no protein calculations, no random fitness motivation during breakfast hours. Last week the team bid him farewell, and honestly, since then the office feels like someone muted the background soundtrack.

Meanwhile, Anoop was busy enjoying life in Ayodhya while mentally torturing his teammates through morning video calls. Roz call pe aana, peaceful smile dena, temples dikhana, acha khana flex karna… while the rest of the team sat with pending tasks and client deadlines.

Pure villain arc.

But despite missing people around, this week had energy. New real estate clients started onboarding from Hyderabad and Udaipur, meetings increased, strategy discussions became louder, and suddenly everyone started walking around with laptops as if a startup documentary was being filmed.

At the same time, old projects also started coming back to life.

One of the existing clients reopened two important projects:
Billoo Sethi’s legacy website, and Azara, the dog shelter NGO project which was designed almost three years ago before disappearing into the legendary “we’ll continue later” folder.

Plot twist:
the project returned.

Somewhere between all this excitement, Sankalp’s report finally got completed. Unfortunately for Rohit, peace lasted only a few minutes before Jiko Sir spotted repeated designing mistakes again.

And just like that….
another episode of “Feedback with Intensity” was live.

But the real movie scene happened the next morning.

Jiko Sir had asked the team to brainstorm brand names for a new real estate client. The team researched, discussed, shared ideas, and internally felt very productive.

Bas ek choti si problem thi:
nobody actually submitted the work.

Next morning, everyone got assembled for a responsibility and ownership session. Aur ussi moment pe office mein ek cinematic situation create ho gayi.

Sab log daant kha rahe the…
aur ek banda appreciate ho raha tha.

And instantly, one dialogue started playing inside everyone’s head:

“Dost fail ho jaye toh dukh hota hai… lekin dost first aa jaye toh zyada dukh hota hai.”

The fake smiles.                 
The silent expressions.
The side-eye reactions.

Pure Bollywood energy.

Honestly, background mein slow violin music baj jaata toh scene award-winning ho jaata.

Meanwhile, new SOPs were being introduced, and Kajal got assigned a completely new responsibility. Usually she handled marketing strategy and copywriting, but now she had to prepare strategic frameworks, website structures, and execution planning for every new and existing client before project execution even begins.

Which also meant entering the dangerous universe of Figma.

Aur honestly, designing was never her core KRA.

At first, the software looked less like a design tool and more like an engineering entrance exam.

Frames inside frames.
Buttons everywhere.
Auto-layout doing black magic.

But phir bhi…
“Kajal aur challenge accept na kare? M keh laadle, Dispossible”

But then Charu joined in, and together they started building website structures and wireframes for Billoo Sethi’s project and Azara.

And honestly?
These two became the office’s favourite side story.

One minute they were discussing layouts and user journeys seriously.
Next minute:
tiny sister-fights over spacing and fonts (Maze ki baat ye hai ki dono hi designer nhi hai, LOL).

Then laughing again five minutes later like nothing happened.

Cute chaos.
Highly entertaining for nearby audiences.

On the other side of the office, Sheetal and Anjali were designing festive creatives for Tressez and UTSA. But somewhere between designing and revisions, the conversation slowly shifted into full mohalla discussions because both belong to nearby areas.

So creative meetings suddenly became:
“Arre kal hamare area mein kya hua pata hai?”

And the boys?

Officially irritated.
Unofficially fully invested.

Adding unnecessary commentary while pretending they weren’t listening.

Ye wahi log hote hain jo do logo ki conversations mein bina permission ghuske tippaniyan maarte rehte hain… aur phir bolte hain:
“Hum toh bas sun rahe the.”

Classic male behaviour.

By the end of the week, one thing became very clear.

This office doesn’t just run on systems, clients, and deadlines.

It runs on personalities.
On random gossip during work hours.
On scoldings that secretly improve people.
On teamwork mixed with chaos.
And on people figuring things out together… even when nobody fully knows what they’re doing.

From outside, it may look like a normal company.

But from my camera angle?

It looks like a Bollywood sitcom trying to become a startup.

And somehow…

It’s working.

-Sambha
The Office Camera