Work....

I am sitting in my seat and writing this at this point of time. Not unusual for me though. I do things differently... that has become my passion, my driving point. If its not different, its not worth.I am sitting next to a window, with sort of curtains on it. They stop the view not the sound... :-) Heavy traffic sounds outside. Clock says... 14:48... well this is the most unusual time to work. Half the world is sleeping now... well half the world is asleep at any moment of the day.... :-) or maybe the whole... at every moment. Trucks after trucks outside.... more ... many more..
If not for the music.... i would have been sleeping now... santana is playing "black magic woman". Music is a universal language, everyone knows.... But we dont ponder why it is??? what is this rhythem... these tunes... these guitar licks... why do they attract us... We dont know anything.... Clock strikes 15:00.... The trade jobs will be starting just now.... telling all the trades that have happened all day... i have to monitor the procedure... many people would have made money on these trades today....
I feel sleepy in this empty office.... it emptied 2 hours ago.... the last but me, guy left 15 minutes back.... how many coffees will i have to take to be awake.....
I once read somewhere... if this universe be an ocean, we are a tiny ant in a ship that is right corner of it.... and we want to know it all.... people think if we go to moon or mars, we are exploring the world... What shit.... stupidity....Everything is here... everything is one....
No...the last guy did not leave... he was in some other room... so some partner at these times...
thank god... i dont feel like working today.... so i wont... and thats why i am writing this blog...I think when you dont "feel" like doing something... that is not worth doing at that time.
I just noticed that I end all my sentences like "..." i dunno why... maybe i feel they are incomplete.
I always leave a scope for something new to fill. Keep everything as open. And most importantly 2 things : Mind and Faith. I once had a message from paddy "Mind is like a parachute. It works best when open".
So true..
Let me do some work now... I think it should be given some importance. :-)
I am back.. Clock says 17:23... If u love your work , you dont have to work... you dont feel like working..
You are enjoying it. Thats when the time passes so fast. Some time more here then i will rush for home.
I try to see through the curtains, to see if the light has grown or not.
I see a glimmer of light.... its just wishful thinking.. it is dark outside. completely dark outside... what a day!!!
When i will leave it will be very cold.... i brought a shawl with me today.
Let me say something new today...
These blogs and the burst of them nowadays, represent the same curve that resulted in growing of rock from music to a religion. Rock grew because it was straight from the heart, people actually identified themselves with the songs, the music.. it dealt with life in general. Same with blogs, people feel like a platform given to them to express their views.. someone with read it appreciate it.... It might become a global phenomenon.
I hate this.... if there was a bit of light I would have left by now. I fear those dogs at this time. They are at their peak of barking and running behind people. Should i leave... its just 17:37. No light still.Ok lets just leave for today.. i should fight my fear for dogs..
The sun will come up in half an hour.
Ya.. ok me leaving...
Lets complete the last things...
write my journal, give the RAS key back, make a call... and change my clock timings from US time back to IST.
Bye.