Another day in my LIFE
Its Nine in the morning. " Wake up damn it, wake up. What the hell do u think ur doin'? Its nine." Pulling myself from under the thick rags I sleep under to keep myself warm from dropping temperatures of 3 degree and below, I realize its time to gallop to college. The thought kills me. You got to do what you got to do. And from nine in the morning its hell in the cell for me, the future manager and might-be entreprenuer. Pulling out the almirah door i xplore my elaborate wardrobe. I need to install a search engine to go through and find my stuffs.
Run,run,run ... Where's the god-damn rickshaw? } Hehe, the usual scenario by 9.30 am. I will never change. "You call yourself managers. Managers must learn to manage themselves before they manage workforce and organization at large". Rishi Mehra, the classy, stylish finance professor lights up in my thoughts. Anyway you got to do what you got to do. So start running dumbo. So ... i reach a few minutes late. To err is Human. To forgive is Divine. Mam, was divine. I am inside class.
Presentations, boring Life-analysis and life-time experience sharing by Seeta matha drives us Mad. On the verge of sleep i gather myself to crack somethin' dumb to get the class back on their heels. "So lets break for 10 mins.". AAh! sweet words giving solace to my mind. Time to grab tea and aloo samosa(yuck! i hate potatoes now). Even then, u gotta eat what ur given.
"Abhey yo! time's up! Chal class chalein." :that was my beti. The lil'devil. Hopping along with the hope that the great matha would leave us early and none would turn up with more presentations we journey to class. "This is #$%!* book written by .... published by ...." and the saga goes on. With the thought ringing at the back of our mind "its lunch time" me and my lil' devil bang our heads and play through the saga.
Time: 4:30 pm. FREEDOM !!! Now its time to make a move and live-my-life. Thats y I, the one and only is here. Hours from now, i will live yet another day of my Life. Another day in my God-given less-blessed painfully pleasurable Life. I will be back !!! Wow do i love that dialog.
Run,run,run ... Where's the god-damn rickshaw? } Hehe, the usual scenario by 9.30 am. I will never change. "You call yourself managers. Managers must learn to manage themselves before they manage workforce and organization at large". Rishi Mehra, the classy, stylish finance professor lights up in my thoughts. Anyway you got to do what you got to do. So start running dumbo. So ... i reach a few minutes late. To err is Human. To forgive is Divine. Mam, was divine. I am inside class.
Presentations, boring Life-analysis and life-time experience sharing by Seeta matha drives us Mad. On the verge of sleep i gather myself to crack somethin' dumb to get the class back on their heels. "So lets break for 10 mins.". AAh! sweet words giving solace to my mind. Time to grab tea and aloo samosa(yuck! i hate potatoes now). Even then, u gotta eat what ur given.
"Abhey yo! time's up! Chal class chalein." :that was my beti. The lil'devil. Hopping along with the hope that the great matha would leave us early and none would turn up with more presentations we journey to class. "This is #$%!* book written by .... published by ...." and the saga goes on. With the thought ringing at the back of our mind "its lunch time" me and my lil' devil bang our heads and play through the saga.
Time: 4:30 pm. FREEDOM !!! Now its time to make a move and live-my-life. Thats y I, the one and only is here. Hours from now, i will live yet another day of my Life. Another day in my God-given less-blessed painfully pleasurable Life. I will be back !!! Wow do i love that dialog.
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