The H(e??)aven a.k.a SCOB 184 a.k.a my lab

Bloke A : I like to address him as Mr. Clean Freak. Over 30 years of age and still single. 1000% committed to his “research” and his ambition is to make it into a BIG lab where science is THE word. Nerdy to a fault and is not ashamed to disclose that he judges people on the basis of how clean their nails are. A cleanliness freak and a Phileas Fogg in the making. The problem is, that he expects the world to be like him and everyone around him must be as ordered and disciplined as he is. Otherwise he turns his head away. A walking encyclopedia and can talk about anything for hours and hours together. Claims that he was in love when he was younger but it isn’t hard to imagine why it never got beyond a certain extent. Has an uncanny resemblance to a crocodile and every time he embarks on his monologue delivery, I am reminded of one such amphibian opening and shutting its mouth incessantly while it flaps its disgusting tail.
Bloke B: Meddlesome and irritating, simply has to poke his nose into everything and sometimes squeeze in his whole BIG egghead into everyone else’s lives. Gossip is the most exciting thing in his life and he has to give away that free advice that he for some weird reason considers invaluable. Spends more time staring at other people’s monitors than his own.
Bloke C: A steam engine- smokes like a chimney. Huffs and puffs his way through every damn place…even the laboratory, which is supposed to be rid of microbes and dust. Changes his shirt once a week and his pants once in two weeks…never zips them though. Gets his wife to cut his hair since he cant afford to spend so much on a hair cut but owns a sprawling bungalow. Doesnt care if he is seen poking his nose or if he stinks a mile. Keeps all his knowledge to himself and probably feels insecure sharing it. Watching Chinese porn, sneezing into his shirt and proudly wearing his wife’s shirts are his favorite past times.
Bloke D: Mr. gentle and soft-spoken. Is completely ineffective in enforcing even an ounce of order which is what he is supposed to do. Rattles off stories about his kids biting him or kicking him or getting punished by being sent to their room early, all day. Solving cross word puzzles and getting stuff signed are the only other things he does.
Mademoiselle 1: Curt and gifted with a caustic tongue. A tom boy. A health freak and lives in the gym. If anyone is struggling with anything she concludes that they are stupid and don’t deserve to be there. Hates kids and will never have them. The female counterpart of Mr. Cleanliness Freak. The only jewellery that ever adorns her is 3 ear rings and a camel bone necklace. Imagine my surprise when I smelt nail polish in her vicinity..Oh no…she uses it for her AFM and hates wearing it or anyone wearing it for that matter.
Mademoiselle 2 : A mother hen who wants to help solve everyone’s troubles. Wants to bond with everyone she meets and share her experiences with them. Has interesting stories to tell thanks to her life in two totally different countries- Iran and France. Loves wine, cigarettes, perfumes, her daughter and good sex ( well who doesn’t) Has taken it upon herself lately, to convince me to be “good”.
Mademoiselle 3; Married in her teens…takes pride in discussing her three ex-bfs who are all now homosexual, her husband who for some reason is a sweet little kid and the various methods of birth control that she uses. Loves cooking for this better half character and this is her dumb world. She has buckets of fluid stored in her tear glands that are let out at the slightest opportunity. Can chat non stop for hours together and with anyone.
Mademoiselle 4: yours truly
The Ring Master: Casual, laid back, nonchalant character with a wizard brain and the knack of grabbing all the grant money that he lays his hands upon. SUPER optimistic and there are 2 five letter words that matter to him- PAPER & MONEY. Doesn’t care if you exist except when he remembers that you do and that happens once in a blue moon. Professionally and personally, lives in disarray; is more scared of you than you are of him.
All of these characters coexist at this place which is known officially as “SCOB 184”
And this, my friends is my second home; it shall be so for half a decade.
Last but not the least, there is this external force that gives that extra impetus and makes all the difference. Now, my poor physicist father is sure to get shocked to see the good use I am putting his subject to. "It" is totally unrelated to all this and yet a part of everything I do. I have no clue When Where Why and How it all happened (That is the title of a book on history which made me fall in love with the subject overnight)
I have to give it to everyone of them though; for all that I have learnt from each person. Life would have been so uneventful without all this.