Office hour

While I sit in my (big) cabin (let me boast a bit!) in the office on the second day of my job, I feel like a working woman already (which is a great feeling by the way). Never had this excitement before, probably because previously I was heavily underpaid and the air was too casual. This place (my current office) has a friendly yet serious ambience; I like!

While I sit in my cabin I think of the pain I’ve to go through and the immense determination I need to wake up early. Waking up in the mornings will always remain problematic, more for others than me. But, I guess it is worth it; after all, I have my life’s later 20 years kept aside only for doing that and relaxing and holidaying and spa-ing and family-ing...

While I sit in my cabin, random thoughts run through my head; why do rich people get all the privileges, for example, free entry into clubs or free dinner or whatever when they can afford everything anyways, while those who need them the most are left unconsidered.

While I sit in my cabin, I think of what I would do after office hours; should I go to gym and crash after that or should I treat myself for being committed for ten months today =)

While I sit in my cabin, I dread where the world is going with gunshots-blasts echoing everywhere and terror becoming the latest trend. I had great confidence in my generation and with such ascertainment I used to argue with my elders that it was all because of their time, as less were educated and some were disturbed (due to religious or personal reasons), that the world was unsafe; but the youngsters these days, with their frustration (due to God knows what reason) enraging them, seek violence as the path to harmony. World has become even more unsafe and fearsome.

While I sit in my cabin, I miss a bunch of people who hold a special place in my life. I want to be with them. I can’t digest the fact that I am giving more importance to other things than my family; have the priorities changed? Has the witch spelled her cast on me already? This wasn’t me. I guess circumstances change people but it changed me a little too soon than I expected it to. Ah! Well, I’m gonna make up for it really soon =)

Alright, I better get to doing some serious work, ‘while I sit in my cabin’, haha.

Living a dream - only to be woken up

I don't wish I was Hillary and Bill Clinton's daughter, but I do wish my parents were Hillary and Bill Clinton. Life of President's daughter would be nowhere close to ordinary, how many ever efforts being made. I don't know whether Chelsea Clinton was smart enough or was it her dad's influence that got her into Stanford and Oxford but it is worth it, I would say.
Filthy stuff : a new dress for every occassion - people to wax your body and take care you look dead drop gorgeous - dirty sexy money to use as tissues, always at your disposal - helicopter, merely a mode of everyday transport - jobs waiting for a slight signal to suck you into stream - ...
Criticism exists as well, but again, one needs to see which size of the balance is heavier. If you're fine with no private life - no peaceful vacation - no activity that would go unnoticed - unfair public insult, then there's nothing more you need than being a Clinton.
I would say I'm much happier with my ordinary life, with my ordinary parents, with my ordinary rapports, yet there's a small part in me that wants to be the princess, or even better, the queen only to know if it is actually not worth it.

From hunters to prey

We have come a long way; from our ancestors eating on banana leaves to us using disposable plastic plates; from them using mashed up spiders for aching tooth (yes! It did happen) to us with the most latest technology, laser as such, to take the pain away; from the time when steam boats, ox-carts, wagons took weeks to cover a ‘small’ distance to today, when no corner of the world is ‘far’; from walking barefoot on path of cobblestone to running on treadmill with Nike shoes on.

Science has boomed to a great admeasurement; to a – dare be said – scary one.

Our life depends so much on technology that a day (an hour, rather) without it could cause us to panic. Imagine no escalators in malls/airports, no ATM machines, no hand phones or worst, no laptops! Life’s a handicap without these things, isn’t it?

Yes, science is advancing for our free lunch (supposedly) but relying completely on such facilities is another thing and that is where we are headed. That being said, I would not want to make my own life difficult by letting go of the aforementioned and many more privileges.

We see the danger, we see the future (where world would come to an end with one day of electricity cut; which again is likely to happen due to the rapid usage of resources), yet we refuse to succumb to it and continue to be ignorant. After all, ignorance IS bliss.