Early in the morning.

Got up early this morning. Gazing at the ceiling fan and my room filled with bluish hues, all I could say was that this isn’t the way it was meant to be. This wasn’t the plan. I know that this isn’t the best moment to assess my life lying awake at 5am.Tossing and turning in tangled sheets, I found myself really restless. Restless in my mind or body? That was something I couldn’t figure out.

The birds woke me up in the morning. Dawn chorus, I discovered that out of here it really exists. A mob of whistles, tweets and hoots until the sun comes up in the horizon.

At 5 in the morning you shouldn’t think of life. Do anything instead. Get up. Make Tea. Exercise. Have a bath. Go for a walk. Early mornings are a very good way to jumpstart your day. But No, I wasn’t in a mood to do anything, but catch few more z's. But that’s the other point. If this wasn’t the plan, then what was the plan? Where was I meant to be? Anywhere but here. What was I meant to do? Anything but this....

Yeh Dil Maange More....

While emptying my mailbox today, I chanced upon seeing a mail titled “B’day Pics " . Owing to curiosity I opened the mail only to find photographs of a famous birthday party celebrated at my first job. Soon old memories came rushing back...Here I go into flash back...3yrs ago...

It was appraisal time that year. My teammates and I were in dumps and for all the hard work done that year; the chances of even a 1% raise appeared to be bleak. Financial crunch. Dire needs. Apparently bagging a good appraisal on top of my wish list. After racking our brains , eventually I came up with this dorky plan of celebrating our manager's birthday. Yes! Yes!! .. You are guessed it right. We actually thought of patao' ing our manager by celebrating her birthday so that she would be kind to us during the appraisal meeting. After much cajoling, my teammates finally agreed. Crazy. But true.

On that fateful day, we were all set to start the action! Cakes, Flowers, Confetti, Balloons, Gifts...what not? We hadn't left a stone unturned in our attempt to showcase the best of our event management skills. We wanted to show her that we were the only ones who cared for her unconditionally in the entire office . And yes! That did burn gargantuan holes in our wallets because it was that time when our salaries (which was a pittance) were nearly over with some month left :)

Deep in my heart I did feel that this was the heights of nautanki, but I was too busy with the arrangements to ponder. Me and my partners in crime were jubilant that we had finally made it to her favorites list. But fate had other plans. The photographs used in this post bear a silent testimony of that eventful day, which by the way didn't favor us very well. What injustice!!! Disheartened, but not discouraged.

Back now, reminisce of this incident simply brought a smile on my lips.

Lost Directions ...

All I can say is that this isn’t the way it was meant to be. Completely lost. Clueless!
I'm in one of my grumpy moods today with absolutely no reason to justify.

Just wondering how easy it would have been if only life came with a roadmap. A few warning signs to let you know when the hard decisions are ready to spring, or when a major cross road is looming.

But it doesn’t work like that. All I can do is start from here, where ever I happen to be, armed with the little I know. After all the road map does exist in each one of us. This is the time when the instinct acts as a compass and the roadmap for life becomes visible.


Nice trilogy huh? What am I babbling about ?
Owe it to mid week crisis ... back to work now....