Day By Day...We live.

Rainy day:

               In my eight years of stay in chennai,I never had witnessed a cyclone hitting her so hard.But it was a blessing in disguise.A declared holiday even for the mushroom growing corporate(hope not my manager read this) . I was as wet as a fish and I returned to my newly carved(!) 12 X 10 room.Its only been two days I  moved into this new apartment. One could easily sense a kooky atmosphere in my apartment.The walls  with all kinds of drawings,the dressing table with the bio-molecular physical theory equations and most importantly the board explaining the "Holonomic Brain theory" ,often would make people go dizzy about my way of living.
          I decided to go to bed as early as possible.I gulped down a glass of milk and thought that dreams would make me survive for the rest of my day. I've had this bad habit of sleeping with the study lamp turned on and books wide open with the keen red bookmarks seen.(the flapper of the pages makes me sleep I think).But that night instead of my books, my Mac book (white girlfriend-as I call it) was ON and unfortunately I was under the heavy influence of "THE FIGHT CLUB" effect.Insomnia again.

The day before the "NILAM"-chennai view

                        People who say that Insomnia is a condition of "sleeplessness",No you're wrong.Insomnia-a state where you will  neither be awake nor asleep.So the result in morning, "everything you see appears to be a copy of a copy."

Corporate world:

                         Morning 7:30..It had been months ever since I had my morning breakfast.I started from my apartment as usual at a speed of 100 km/h.It was an inconceivable day though.I didn't see the rushing of the throng on the highly cleaned(!) chennai roads.What I saw was tiny little bots moving around speeding one over the other.Again when you don't sleep for days everything appears to be a copy of a copy.The same was happening to me-"THE FIGHT CLUB EFFECT".A cloud burst  of a squall appeared from nowhere.Since I was wearing my jerkin and a helmet( law abiding citizen(!)) I wasn't affected much.For an hour and half I travelled and all I could see on the road was just moving robots.The night dose of "suvorexant" was doing the magic on me.I still wonder how I made myself to the office in that heavy rain.Literally I saw two men sliding their bike alongside the road as if the road was a bed cover and also I saw a tall rooted giant just falling with a thud a few meters away missing my head.Finally I reached my office.

Like Ducks:

                   "Though your cerebro is of mentation type you just have to make it work like a cat's-paw".That was(is) the thumb rule of any corporate.I entered office at about 8:30 am.Except for my head I was drenched.One could imagine how my day would have been spent in an air conditioned building for a span of 10 hrs with no where to go.So as usual I started my machine and checked my daily mails.My work-"An old man's work of struggle for 10 hours with no place to sharpen the axe".As the time machine moved on, the employees started entering the office.Heated discussions about the climate outside.But all I could hear were the sounds and the motions of machine.I was always used with the habit of having my lunch in my cabin.I prefered to have them in my own place than going to the canteen and to have a little bit of chit-chat with my buddies.And this  habit of mine had gained me a name- "The Secluded guy".Yes, I respected my privacy and was comfortable with it. Working hours of 9 and half ended thus and my alarm reminded me "Time to leave the office".I left .

Rat's race:

              Everything in life happens according to a pattern.One life ends ,another begins.To keep myself occupied at all time I've been doing this part time job for two years.I moved onto my studio.Unfortunately,there was no work left since my senior manager had already completed the works on a prior schedule.So I was asked to come the other day.I decided to walk.Having parked my bike somewhere near Adyar,I started walking towards the Elliots beach,I don't remember how far I have walked.When you are left in your own world with the persons you like (music and nature) you never would bother about time.I remember myself starting by 8:30.When I had finally found the the time to be 11 p.m I would have walked a least of 15 kms and then I walked back again.

Hippie Life:

                 I saw a few merry making men during my return journey.First time in my  life I was meeting such persons in a closet .These men had their own way of living.For them money was of no worth. Infact,they had the idea that money makes people cautious.True.I wish I could lead a life like that.It is not that I like man the less,but I love the nature more.But the falling pattern of life may still have more surprises within its closet.Journey continues....
                 

A strange tune:

    ...Its still a mystery to me.We have a greed,with which we have agreed.You think you want to have more than you need,till you have it all you won't be free.When you want more than you have,you think you need and when you think more than you want , your thoughts begin to bleed.I think I need to find a bigger place,cause when you  have more than you think,you NEED MORE SPACE.Society,you're a crazy breed;I hope you're not lonely without me.And please don't be angry with me if I disagree.. so yet another article made out from the crap of mystic living.