Increasingly that time comes in your life when you start running away from things. This is different from where you came from. Running away from things in college came with huge elasticity and liberty. Don’t want to go to class? Snooze off, slide under sheets, done. Similar easy remedies were available for quizzes, exams, club meetings, outings, trips....and endless other things... And you paid for it all
Now it’s different; whether you want it or not, you find yourself dragging your body of command to brush and bath and hop in that cab to you 4X4 cubicle. Calls and computer and clients and calories- no escape. You wonder you need a break, you go out and drink and party hard, you wonder you have to keep in shape, you drag yourself to gym, you think, you need to do well, you hop on that cab to the office... You are getting paid for this.
Then you find yourself in a great new situation of a literally running away. The moment you see your boss coming towards your seat, you run away lest he offloads yet another random work on you. You run away from your mom’s calls as well lest she offloads yet another paragraph in paper personified to meet a lifelong alliance on you. It’s a classic Tom and Jerry chase, you get caught many times, and many other times you succeed in ditching! Its short lived, it’s fun, and at the day end, its predictable. Boss will catch hold of you somehow and you will be burning midnight oil for something futile. Mom will eventually catch hold of you and you will be sifting a different looking CV’s with unverifiable truths.
There are other differences too. The subtle ones, obvious ones are profoundly known. Like you will realize that people think it’s important to remember time and dates. I believe the best you can do with time is to never keep a track of it. It’s a sheer wastage. It’s also the best test to judge people if they are having a good time. Happy ones will never know the time, or maybe even the date. Other’s report in decimal digits!
There are other differences too, earlier you were never aware of what is happening around and where but always ended up making to that place, even if by fluke…now you keep track with calendars and reminders but somehow, despite everything going well, can’t make it!
The fun of bike gets overshadowed with utility of car, joy of penniless vacation translate to daze of affluent resorts and perpetual hungry-midnight binging to an apetite less fine dining. Anyway, as if we din’t know college was best time of life…
We couldn’t have done better… we couldn’t have stopped the time- we wouldn’t have stopped the time frankly even if we had a choice...
I continue to run in fear that I'd get caught... because though this Tom & Jerry chase will continue but one does get their share of cheese enough times none the less...
Now it’s different; whether you want it or not, you find yourself dragging your body of command to brush and bath and hop in that cab to you 4X4 cubicle. Calls and computer and clients and calories- no escape. You wonder you need a break, you go out and drink and party hard, you wonder you have to keep in shape, you drag yourself to gym, you think, you need to do well, you hop on that cab to the office... You are getting paid for this.
Then you find yourself in a great new situation of a literally running away. The moment you see your boss coming towards your seat, you run away lest he offloads yet another random work on you. You run away from your mom’s calls as well lest she offloads yet another paragraph in paper personified to meet a lifelong alliance on you. It’s a classic Tom and Jerry chase, you get caught many times, and many other times you succeed in ditching! Its short lived, it’s fun, and at the day end, its predictable. Boss will catch hold of you somehow and you will be burning midnight oil for something futile. Mom will eventually catch hold of you and you will be sifting a different looking CV’s with unverifiable truths.
There are other differences too. The subtle ones, obvious ones are profoundly known. Like you will realize that people think it’s important to remember time and dates. I believe the best you can do with time is to never keep a track of it. It’s a sheer wastage. It’s also the best test to judge people if they are having a good time. Happy ones will never know the time, or maybe even the date. Other’s report in decimal digits!
There are other differences too, earlier you were never aware of what is happening around and where but always ended up making to that place, even if by fluke…now you keep track with calendars and reminders but somehow, despite everything going well, can’t make it!
The fun of bike gets overshadowed with utility of car, joy of penniless vacation translate to daze of affluent resorts and perpetual hungry-midnight binging to an apetite less fine dining. Anyway, as if we din’t know college was best time of life…
We couldn’t have done better… we couldn’t have stopped the time- we wouldn’t have stopped the time frankly even if we had a choice...
I continue to run in fear that I'd get caught... because though this Tom & Jerry chase will continue but one does get their share of cheese enough times none the less...
Classic writing Ma'am...
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