Life’s Like That…!!!!!!!!!

Saturday evening has finally set in after a hot scortchy long day..I was stuck up in office with some seriously brianchewing work.The smell of the stinking yellow stale pages is lingering in my head and I just feel like running away from there. My client which displayed all, trust me all , characteristicks of a lazy lethargic Govt office and the employees never turned up on saturdys. Most of them were married females who were least bothered to spoil their otherwise splendid Saturdays by coming to this , yes, THIS office instead of catching up a good sound afternoon sleep, shopping in the evenings and splurging out.
And here I was amidst all such files and papers and the filth and the dirt that accumulated over these files since ages maybe.
The smell had taken a toll on me and my brains had become numb.
I just opened the blinds to peep out and I saw a beautiful twilight atmosphere. And that was it.I am leaving.i don’t care.
I said to myself and I wound up quickly and I left.
The thought that I have without much second thoughts ( I believe giving second thoughts always changes your original opinion), yes so I was saying, I just made up my mind and I left.
I was happy that I had kind of freed myself from the shackles of the dust clad stinking files.
But my little tiny mostly unused but still rusted brains couldn’t remember that it was a taxi strike and I have to travel in the normally overcrowded and today ‘s specially super overcrowded BEST bus, now the WORST BUS.
I came out and looked at the bus stop.It seemed like a swarm of bees waiting at the stop, for a bus to come and they are all set and ready to attack.
I decided to walk all the way. It was goin to be really long, but I guess that would be a little convenient option rather than to get in the bus flocked with such a mob that you will be squeezed in and you get a feeling that one more minute in the bus and you will have your intestines out.
So I started walking, rather dragging myself.
There was a chaos going on in my mind…Why the hell am I doing things that I don’t actually like, I don’t enjoy..?.Why am I stuck up here?..Why my luck is so bad..Why am I unfortunate?...why?...why?...why?....
I took in a deep breath and thought, “Life’s Like That”.
I just reached signal and there was this Shiny lustrous big car...(I wasn’t so much bohered to look into the intricate technical details of the car.)
A young gorgeous looking girl was busy writing something in her laptop.
Silky long hair, Corporate dressing..An epitome of the so called 21st century girl and all- Confident,Strong willed, Smart and Ready to Take on the Corporate world.
“What a life..” I said with a little jealousy creeping in as I thought..
I shook of the jealousy and walked off taking a right from the signal.
A girl came running towards me and there was this little boy running behind her ..On a careful second look I realized, the two kids were dressed in rags and were fighting over a piece of bread.
“what a life” I thought one more time..
This time with a tinge of Pity and sympathy for the innocent two toddlers.
Well I must really thank God fr having given me such a good life..Way better..
I ws touched by the fact that these little children never had the most enjoyable part of life-their childhood.
Bu there are things you cant help.
Feeling sad and helpless, I resumed my way back to the station.
I stopped looked at the long road that seemed endless today..and consoled myself to walk my way..
I desperately needed the famous “Cutting Chai” and so stopped at the roadside shop.
I ordered for a “Chai” and I saw a Girl and her Special Friend having tea.
She took the Tea glass from the Chaiwala and the glas was hot so she screamed an “ouch..”and the Boyfriend cum her rescue angel cum her bodyguard (god knows what all roles the guy has to play when he gets a girlfriend .).yeah..so the boy..the hero of the story steps in Immediately gets the glass from her and says.” Laga toh nahi naa sweetie”..Wow how sweet was tat..(I know those who have read my second blog will surely say- so finally snehal you have also got into this Coochie-Coo shweetiepie and shona stuff J) I agree.
The girl was being pampered and cared and showered with loads of affection and concern and love.. Oh my my ..
“What a Life” This time there was this feeling : How I wish even I had somebody to care for me, some special person to love and being loved..
Well life is like that…
What you want and what you desire, you get it but you have to struggle for it and then you know its value and what it means to you in your life.
I Looked in the watch, it was already half an hour since I left or maybe even a little more and I was just half way.
Just as I thought to speed up and head straight towards the station, I heard a loud noise-There was a construction site and the noise came in from a mechanic disruption from that site.
Since I was a kid, I always loved watching construction sites and I enjoy seeing the cranes work and how the brickwork becomes a Home Sweet Home.
There was this mason and his wife sh ring their food together in one plate.
They were very poor, lived a hand to mouth living.The wife was pregnant.
They weren’t in a position to support their own living but still they were keen to bring in a new life,.
That’s the spirit, That’s how life is. Maybe..
“what a life”..
I also came across a bunch of children-school going aged, tossing a ball and pushng each other,pulling each others clothes shouting and making noise, enjoying a carefree life, far from any responsibility, tension and stress.
“Wow What a life” I thought..
I crossed yet another street and I reached the Station.
The train was not so crowded as I had expected it to be.
I caught up my forty winks and hen headed home.
I rang the bell..once, twice, thrice..I could hear mom shouting “ ho ho aale aale”..
She opened the door.
I gaveher a tight hug and I said:”Thanx mo for wonderful life you have given me..WHAT A LIFE”..
Indeed What a life….Well Lifes full of so many lessons to be learnt, its full of moments of pleasure and pain, meeting and parting, loving and being loved,sharing and sacrificing.
Lifes like that….