A Slice of Life

This one, I write, as a season special, because of the many signs I received over the last few weeks, making it absolutely impossible to not pen down my thoughts. It all began when I happened to watch a movie called ‘About Time’, which was being aired on television sometime back. The movie, very simply, narrates the story of a man, ordinary, like you and I, with an incredible power to travel in time. While he is still human and does not use this power to revolutionise or change the world, he does bring his powers into play to enjoy the more poignant nuances of life. In other words, he exploits his power over time to re-live some of the moments he has already experienced - be it living a mundane day all over again, making minor corrections that may have important life-changing repercussions, or spending a day with this late father on the beach, back in time, just like the olden days. I learnt that it is extremely easy for each one of us, to take each day for granted. We are angered ea...

I have been doing a meaningless job Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I sob Sometimes I kill time, by doing some puzzles Whatsaspp and facebook, seem to drive away by troubles I dribble away the hours like an MBA snob The papers keep coming, in my meaningless job. I read and I read, but nothing excites me I type out the replies, so boring it surprises me! I wonder if all my degrees and the so called intelligence Really requires me to churn out this work in diligence? I drag myself up and try to make my work less drab Click-clack goes my keyboard, writing a song on my meaningless job. Sometimes on loo breaks, I take a quick nap in the bathroom I engage in small talks to drive away the sleepy gloom Green tea and day dreams aid me to carry on The song playing in my head is by Aerosmith, a song called ‘Dream on’ I stare at the computer screen, trying my best to absorb Because I have to deliver, be it a meaningless job. I fish out my calendar and start...