a day in lyf of IT
As usual..it starts with morning alarm..i try to keep it based on my daily lyf feelings..these days i have "hum kis gali ja rahe" by atif..a few snoozes n finally gettin ready in a hurry..thinkin of unbearable heat if the ofc bus is missed.. 8:15 am: i head 2 my ofc bus stop..n d sun is almost out bt still a bit of cool breeze makin lyf possible..thinking a dull and mundane day it would be…i am still confused and fighting with myself…rushing through the busy roads trying to get my ID card out of bag as i m almost close to the stop..i started waiting 4 d bus 2 come..ppl around waiting in the long queue for the pool car or one of those dull PMPML bus to arrive…people give a strange look at the messy me…i wonder..why is it always so difficult to decipher their thoughts?? what is so bloody bothering them?? i can be messy..i can drop all my things on the road…but what has that gotta do with them?? i observe tht the queue breaks as soon as a box like vehicle arrives…people stacke...