Saturday, February 10, 2007

Inside story....

It has been more than a month when I left the calm territory of mine..my home,my city. Life suddenly started breathing at a normal breath rate for those 8 days. But the relentless race rocked back, after my plane landed and kicked me in the icy atmosphere once again.
At the Delhi airport, I felt like cry like a kid and throw all the tantrums. I could not because I am a grown up now - a cost I have to pay to society. haha...
Sitting in those cubicles almost half a day, somehow the dividing wood between the cubicles have trounced human hearts. They seem to be more humane than us.
At home, a sweet sunny day spent with Bhanu and Jayna, my childhood friends made me remember my true measure of laughter in decibels. My cheeks sometimes get perturbed of deliberate stretching of my jaw line - new definition of smile :). The whole day each one of us curse ourselves or the moving machines like multitude.
On weekends, the story does not pause, the restless fellow resumes the infinite loop and Why there is no control + Break????
I realy miss these buttons in the gadget called Mind.
Wandering in the fashion streets, staring foolishly at the high market crowd is the mode of learning happenings outside the one real life. E-Square and JM Road are the only destination on weekends - a better option than being at home and calling people one by one in the order names appear in my phonebook.
Sometimes, I share a loud guffaw with myself. Who says I don't have a boyfriend? I do have and name is Wipro. When I go to bed, the last thought is Office (work related) and when I open my eyes first thought is office and when I talk to my roomates, all discussions start from office and end at a pointless conclusion, all related to office. This is what a lady in love does. Isn't it? :))))

A thought running with the speed of light...
Reaches one corner and in split second jumps to another..
The relentless cop is tired of this hide and seek
An end without a beginning it seems
Or a beginnig having no end it is...

Vivid lights of this condominium peeping into my territory...
Without asking for permission it is inside..
I wonder how free??
A bunglow of this intruder is built now
No option but my will and mind had to bow.


This is the nut shell of the story of every newcomer in this IT industry who enter this niche to be a Technology aficiando. Hope that this emptiness gets filled up with time.