Just Another Perfect Day

You know what I hate about my work? Not dislike or disapprove. But truly hate?ย The fact that it has robbed me of time for myself, my

At work, this is how I’ve felt every day of the past one week…(for different reasons, obviously)

passions and people who matter.ย I don’t remember when was the last time I got to be by myself, just enjoy some solitude and peace, doing what I feel like. I can’t recall when was the last time I spent a truly happy, relaxing weekend by myself. I miss writing, blogging and reading. I miss the touch of my books…the feel of pen running over paper…the exhilaration of fingers falling over the keys and forming coherent words on the screen. I miss spending time with friends, talking to them.

Last day, I was writing in my diary after a long time. And I realized how much I miss writing. It has been a long time since I wrote out what’s in my head. And my head’s never devoid of thoughts, I’m sure you know. It was never (and never will be) the lack of thoughts that caused this gap. After a tiring, draining day at work, there’s only so much energy in you…and the time and zeal are so not enough to help me stay up.

But I noticed something very surprising, during the past two weeks. Almost every day after my previous post, my daily stats have crossed the usual numbers. Which is super-awesome…and inspiring, in some ways, since I’m getting a good number of visitors when I haven’t posted in around 2 weeks.

Today morning, after a long, long time, I’m alone. My roommate left for work by 5:30am, after waking me up. The others have gone home and will be back sometime today. Taking hold of the awesome opportunity, I got up early. After finishing off some chores, I thought I would sit out in the balcony area and, perhaps, enjoy the morning. Sunshine, breeze, clear blue sky (after a heavy rain). And, coffee. But then, that’s what I do every morning. And so, for a change, I’m listening to some awesome music and letting out those pent-up thoughts of past two weeks (some of them, that is).

I have been through a super-difficult week at work. It has taken a toll on my happiness and peace of mind. At a certain point, I was almost on the verge of quitting. But then, I wondered, “Is this all I can endure? If I don’t have the strength to go through something as silly as work pressure, how can I ever be able to live through life?” And I had made my decision. It’s true that I miss a lot of significant things. But I know that this will pass… Passion is not something that leaves you one fine day. If it did, it wouldn’t be called passion. Like I’m doing now, I’ll always come back to what means most to me. How could I not? When this is what makes me ‘ME’ – the power to put
crazy thoughts into words and the nerve to put it out in the open for all to see.

[About to hit the ‘Publish’ button, and I think : “Whoa! That felt great. Brilliant way to start the week.”] ๐Ÿ™‚

Life’s Good :)

My work starts at 10am. But since Nancy (my PG-mate) leaves by around 8:40 or so (she has work at 9), I go with her. And even though I’ve just been two days into it, I seriously love it. ๐Ÿ™‚ There’s something so wonderfully refreshing about a walk early in the morning. Since I had all the time in the world, I took my time getting to my workplace…I looked around at all the places, I observed the people rushing to work and slowly made my way to the office.

Today was a lot better and different. ๐Ÿ™‚ I was assigned to a different person. She is a really sweet person, took time to explain things to me very patiently and gave me something to do while she went away for a meeting. By the time she got back, I was done with it. We had lunch together (she talked me into eating with her). We spoke a lot…about the company, how satisfied she is with her job, so on. After some talking, both of us realized that we are similar in a lot of ways. I have rarely met people who are really into reading, like, passionate about it. She is someone who falls in that category, along with me! ๐Ÿ™‚ We spoke about books, places where I’d find books, so on. And guess what? She writes, too. She is someone who finds happiness in writing and wants to develop it, just like me! ๐Ÿ™‚

Apart from this, there were a lot of random incidents that added some bit of difference to the day. I got a bit closer to some people at work. I’ve learned some more about my work. I walked back by myself (that’s an achievement because I suck at directions). I went in to this library kinda place I had been eyeing since I saw it first, asked about their procedure (there was this cute guy who explained it to me! :P). I got to eatย something I totally love.

So, I guess I’m finally getting what I wanted – new experiences. ๐Ÿ™‚