Upon weighing them....

I know. I know. This is the perfectly wrong time to write, I should be getting ready to go to work. Man, I love my job, I love it so much that I am really considering calling those few people who are so starved of ‘fun, entertainment and a contagious’ place to work in, no correction, don’t we know that it’s not about the place, but about the people, so read place=people=boss.
What with S really sick, one of those illnesses that will go down in the history of his life, as in, our lives for us to keep recalling even when he’s donkey’s years old.. You know when you were a year and a half, you had this….and then re-live all those moments and try to say without saying that ‘I am telling you this cos you should know that one day I had stayed up nights, argued with all people around me, only to take care of you, ya, what a favour’. Last week, when I was walking around carrying S who was constantly crying I suddenly began questioning the prudence of having kids in your lives, one after another, having to put with extra-cooperative people at home, run the show in office with a mobile and a pc at home, I mean why? No, WHY?? One day I was a happy person going about doing my Agony Aunt no. and Talk Show, getting lost in book stalls and musty smells, eating out of the sleaziest dirtiest dhabas – ya of course, when I was happy I was cribbing too, nice cribs you know, normal ones that keep your sanity intact, the equivalent of ‘healthy stress’ if you want to call it. And lo! Here I am , and between then and now according to the world, ‘I took a call to grow up, be responsible’. Haha, One laughs for a joke, right?
At the same time, this morning, when N put her arms around me in bed, and gave me, in her half sleep, the most glorious smile ever, suddenly seemed like I had the answer to my WHY…THIS IS WHY!!
Desperately need a break from current work, I mean a permanent break to another workplace, but as always, I have too many conditions and clauses that need to be satisfied. Losing my patience here really with frustration levels peaking up.
I know this is incomplete, but I really need to go now, responsibility calls, that word could do with a tad more fun, you know what I mean, sometimes seems as gloomy as the clouds this morning.
Responsibility calls, cos I have to go to office on time, start making typo changes to a presentation, the slide with typos being the one referred to as the one with the orange background, no, it’s way too easy to locate, only 10 out of my 38 slides had that background, I told you, I am surrounded by ‘busy, responsible’ people who are darn good at their job!! See, it’s not all that bad come to think of it, cos in life you have been told to weigh your problems, so am weighing, the white lady with eyes closed and holding the balance comes to mind here.. some days in office I am doing the janitor’s job in the loo, every time I visit the place and let’s say, I drink quite a bit of water during the day, water’s a key ingredient in keeping my spirits up, given there’s no access to any other spirits. So upon weighing, don’t you think I should stop cribbing? Oh, last words before I sign off for now, any takers to swap places with me? You shall be rewarded and how!!


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Wear flats, not heels they say...

She has the drive, the ambition
She wants to climb up the ladders – economics, finance, social, personal
She’s doing the right things, and getting there too.
Am sure she will.

Folks in a small town, people with big hearts
Whose egos are constantly being deflated by the ‘relatives’ in big towns and taller ladders
Folks who care the world for their daughter
And let her know so too.

Time for the big M – Marriage.. AM : Arranged Marriage
Cos the relatives have banned her from falling in love
Butting their nose and all other parts in
Trying to get the daughter married off to someone from a ‘very nice family’.

When, oh, when will relatives realize
That people’s lives are their own and just let them be
That even middle class family women can be first class and premium
They have a mind of their own, and no, didn’t need the relatives sanction for this!

No harm being in middle class from society’s point of view
The danger is to not get into the middle class attitude
To adjust and keep adjusting, presenting the good middle class for you…
We know we want to wear the heels and look good in it
But settle for the flats instead

I don’t want her to do that.
Or before she puts on those flats
Just give it a moment’s thought – am I going to like myself in flats everyday?
And keep gazing longingly at the heels – keep wishing, telling myself am adjusting
Slipping away and letting the life I wanted slip away?
All because I didn’t want to hurt them relatives.
No. Don’t. That’s middle class attitude
Tell yourself, your life is yours alone and your decisions have to be yours too.
They should make you happy, make you wear those heels when you want to!!
Your relatives can’t fit into your shoes, you see – be they flats or heels!!!