Sometimes you get up with a heavy head and sullen mood. You wander aimlessly in your head and are clueless about what went wrong. I came to office with the same feeling today. While I was getting ready to work I tried engrossing myself when my cooking and cleaning maid were chit-chatting. She made me a nice cup of black tea and upon sipping that I tried reasoning if I wanted to bunk work today. I took my tea out in the balcony and shifted my glance towards the grim silhouette of huge rock on the ground. The thought of deforestation and soil erosion started amassing when I instructed my mind to disperse the inapt realm of thoughts. I got in a rickshaw and after few miles realized that its meter was broken. The upholstery of the vehicle was a depressing grey color… I looked at the dry and parched way which was blowing dust. Any hint of rain seems to have evaporated from Mumbai. The wretched thought itself started annoying me. I reached my office, sat at my desk and accidently thronged my finger to the table, such that my already (painfully) split nail got re-hurt. My boss told me about some meeting we will have EOD and I started thinking about the crowded rail-platform I will venture into after work. The dreadful push and jostle amidst the thronging crowd started jolting me. My stomach started squelching and head started to hurt again. I wanted to feel happy but my workstation looked like a deserted lighthouse after tsunami. My office buddies are mostly on trips (personal as well as official) so I didn’t have any interesting thread/exchange of conversation since morning. My lunch, lauki added insult to injury. I wanted to get home, slip into my comfortable pair of pajamas, sip on a cup of hot chocolate, watch a horror/psycho-thriller and lie on my couch till my back would hurt. Sigh! My outlook reminder popped up prompting me to finish off something which I will have to bring along in the meeting. And life becomes such a bitch sometimes.
With all the weirder chain of events, I called my husband… He lightened my mood by his friskily playful vibes and became a bright spot in my cave-gloom day. Such is life!
