Comfortably seated in someone else’s place in my office [coz my system has some IC problem already] and no one around to see what I’m doing and no work to do on a Friday afternoon and what else does anyone need to write a blog peacefully….
Not being able to blog frequently I had fixed up that no matter what I have to write at least 1 blog every week, but it is already the 2nd week of December and now this is my 1st blog for this month…:( I’m really really worried for not being able to enjoy like others….especially when I see people writing more than 2 blogs/week….Grrr... Aarthi don’t be like this….you silly…
Now having heaps of things to share with co-bloggers, I’m really confused about which one to pick. Since I’ve already written about my work environment and people here.. I think it’s better I don’t bug you guys with similar kind of stories but with something else…:)
The journey is quite long from my home to my work place and I have been noticing so many things happening around as a routine in people’s life that might be simple but still grabs my attention…might be coz I feel something odd/extraordinary in them. I should say it is a wonderful mix of all kind of human emotions like all existing colors splashed on a white paper- It is attractive.
It starts with the thin old lady with a sad longing face strongly pressed against her balcony grill as if she’s trying to push herself, wishing to get through.. hoping to escape someday and her eyelids seem to be too heavy for her to hold it up and open…then the road side idli shop lady…as fat and fresh as her idlis are.., selling breakfast really fast….may be even faster than they do in Saravana Bhavan…the hot steam from that fresh food makes my mouth water early in the morning. Wish I stop there some day and taste how good those Idlis are…:)
Then comes the gang of girls at the signal with that extra dash of turmeric in their faces which makes them look like they have actually finished 1kg of turmeric powder at one go and that eventually makes them look worse or like people from some other planet!!!
Though it is not a signal it is for sure that I have to stop at least for 10 mins before moving from that place, coz of the excessive traffic [I often doubt whether there is some Tsunami warning and people are vacating the city-Gosh that’s how crowded the roads are!!!!!] I heard a loud frightening shout that made me turn my head towards my car window with a sudden jerk to see what’s happening and that is when I saw that very dark and dirty boy in his late teens with a more dirty shorts.. scratching his head and that loud noise was some other guy shouting at him…for some unknown reason. From then I see that insane guy everyday...wishing to do something to make him sane....but still hesitating….only God knows why…
Other small observations like the school going kids with their parents carrying their heavy bags, bulged bus with few people hanging outside not cared that they may slip out, over-speeding two-wheelers and lorries, guys combing and worried about their looks during traffic signal halts, the pan shop person rubbing something in a cover on a hard surface making me feel he is selling some drug, frustrated yet fresh traffic regulator cum cop, college students talking to themselves...might be revising for their exams and the list goes on…everything interesting in some way or the other and even if I miss out one of them I feel the day strange…
I should actually thank all of them for contributing to make my brain think/work....which is not an easy task and keep me occupied through out my traveling time…:)
