
Another post that is right from the roots of my thoughts and my li'll immature experiences...
My weekdays are turning into a new definition of loathing my work and changing my mind every moment. Well friends i know i sound quiet a bit confused but this whole maze of figuring out whether m liking my work or not is driving me hell crazy...It leaves me amazed, surprised and shocked all at the same time...i spent my 3 years thinking,loving and running around this sole subject named retail, read almost all the books stacked in the library and now this past one month has completely turned my love into hatred. My thoughts keep on drifting towards the other more interesting things existing in this world like enjoying my weekends off work with full utilization and loving my friends and their existence around me and the joy of coming home to someone who waits for you and loves you like a new day is to start. So many things have mushroomed up like everything i go for is not worth it, the joy of getting exhausted in the local train and sleeping on the shoulder of a completely strange person, the joy of hunting for more exciting things to do in the 1 hr of lunch, standing on the door and feeling yourself go free in the train, saying a hi to the engine driver, hunting for good looks on the station....and what not...I still wonder how do people spend their whole lives travelling,maybe they develop the knack of exploring something new everyday they travel,maybe this is the surprise. I am still learning the skill ;)
Why not even I like this city and the bond it ties between every resident of this land, you may never know the lady across but she maybe the one to keep a seat for you everyday, maybe you don't know the cook in the restaurant but he maybe the one to get happy everytime you enter his place to eat, maybe the wada pao wala is a stranger but he'll ask you for more because he knows you are hungry....this city really has a lot to give and share....I have enjoyed every bit of the li'll things i have experienced till now, the sorrows, the silence, the love, the joy, the roses and the lily's it has given me, the ocean that has inspired me to achieve my dreams to the rains that have inspired me to wash away all my old memories and start again from a new green land..... :)
I still maybe a fool, an immature and a bigger confused wreck than anybody else but i love to be so because this city loves me like that and is always ready to teach me more.....
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