Friday, May 20, 2011

A Day in the Life of a Millennial..



Dawn of another Day !
Its a beautiful morning around 6 when pigeons in my terrace around my room start to flock at my salt lake rented accomodation and sun at its magnificence starts to rise high pushing me to come warm out of my balnket.The winter is knocking. I pull in my shorts and Joggers with my “Udaan theme music”–’Subah Ki kirnon ko roke woh salakhein hai kahan ‘. By this time my uncle engineer(I call this way to my landlord) starts to feed pigeons.I am out in serene and cold awefully loving winter morning for my mornign jog. Believe me, this is the time which pushes me hard to sleep early , Its so satisfying to know you have a beauitful mornign ahead. At one of my recent morning outings I encountered a improved yet sadistic look of life.I stamped into a Dog’s shit first and then crossed the mangnificent desgin made in red (You can guess what it was, a big splash of fresh Pan/gutkha Spit.)(This is sadistic) on clean black roads of saltlake(This is improved).The only diffrence is that at my home village I used to stamp accidentally into cow dung and intentionally into cow dung cakes made my millions village ladies out of childhood mischievies. I am a grown up now and so is this saltlake society considered high in living standards. I am just wondering whether we have actually grown up with spit of pans and dog’s shit at the midest of clean roads. Almost everyday , life fights numerous battles with career options , CWG and 2G spectrum corruption , political apathy for common man rather a General Category Millenial like me. Anyhow its time now when I will have my morning sip of tea with my TOI in hand at a nearby Tea joint.Now heading fast for the life I never wanted to live the way, but still loving it , for I am contributing atleast to building a better world in my quest to office.At 0820 I board my office bus,where in sitting beside a lady associate in a empty seat might be considered violation of her personal space , for am still helpless as the bus seats are too small for athletic build 5′5 /60 person like me.Am at the moment in my new office recently commenced under tag GTP.Got mails , discussions, training and deliveries today.Lunch breaks,tea breaks today and then back home at 7 with facebook in my laptop at my terrace room followerd by half cooked dinner tiffin and some before sleep daily chores I take to bed for another beautiful morning and Hope of a better tomorrow, Its a Never ending saga !

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