There are days when you get up in the morning and tell yourself that you don't want to go to office. I know I'm talking about pretty much everyday. But there are a couple of days in a year when you actually don't go.
So you just get up from the bed and soak in the unheard weekday silence for a while in absolute numbness. Then the beloved newspaper to which you never had any quality time to spare gets all the attention with some reggae music in the background which gives you a fleeting feeling that you are in a tropical island. Later you turn on the TV and hope there is that movie playing, for which you couldn't spare any time on one of your mundane days. And of course, it wouldn't be. So instead, you watch Discovery and learn that Tokyo has the largest metropolitan area in the world and by law the French can't be forced to work more than 35 hours a week!
After you are done with the TV, you just sit and stare at the objects around. There is dust on the cupboard. The pickle bottle was used as a candle stand. The door has a large key hole. The Belgian wood on the floor seems to have a couple of permanent footprints on it. There are too many wires crawling on the wall.
After looking around, you start looking in. It all looks very hazy. Not really clear. And then you see a labyrinth. You seem to be lost in it. You seem to have lost the purpose. Maybe you haven't lost the purpose but it’s just that you are tired finding a way out. You think you shouldn't have gotten into the maze in the first place.
The doorbell snaps you back but you are still in that maze. Anyways, the "dot" reads "hot" and so you eat. A full stomach and a story about liberation cause drowsiness. After sometime you are waken up by the vivid vibrations of the cell. By now you've reached the end of day. But your mind is still where it was, when the day started. A day spent in sheer vanity.
So you just get up from the bed and soak in the unheard weekday silence for a while in absolute numbness. Then the beloved newspaper to which you never had any quality time to spare gets all the attention with some reggae music in the background which gives you a fleeting feeling that you are in a tropical island. Later you turn on the TV and hope there is that movie playing, for which you couldn't spare any time on one of your mundane days. And of course, it wouldn't be. So instead, you watch Discovery and learn that Tokyo has the largest metropolitan area in the world and by law the French can't be forced to work more than 35 hours a week!
After you are done with the TV, you just sit and stare at the objects around. There is dust on the cupboard. The pickle bottle was used as a candle stand. The door has a large key hole. The Belgian wood on the floor seems to have a couple of permanent footprints on it. There are too many wires crawling on the wall.
After looking around, you start looking in. It all looks very hazy. Not really clear. And then you see a labyrinth. You seem to be lost in it. You seem to have lost the purpose. Maybe you haven't lost the purpose but it’s just that you are tired finding a way out. You think you shouldn't have gotten into the maze in the first place.
The doorbell snaps you back but you are still in that maze. Anyways, the "dot" reads "hot" and so you eat. A full stomach and a story about liberation cause drowsiness. After sometime you are waken up by the vivid vibrations of the cell. By now you've reached the end of day. But your mind is still where it was, when the day started. A day spent in sheer vanity.
1 comment:
the same day, I worked from "home" :)
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