Little-Joys of Life. No Compromise

Yesterday, I went to the terrace to collect my clothes. The climate was awesome. The cool breeze brushed my cheek and then my hair. Definitely one of my lifetime memories, as nowadays I visit Terrace just to collect my clothes hurriedly. Probably, I was so peaceful, serene and harmonious as I was done with my project delivery. It’s something great I could realize that I had eyes which can see something more than code and Specs, which are the only things that my eyes are accustomed to concentrate on, other things are insignificant and hence always ignored. Yippee!!! I am enjoying an evening after a very long time. Oh-Oh, one more realization. Its been long since I saw an evening…. Otherwise so called evenings are spent in my office cubicle.

This serenity reminded me, my childhood. Children are always carefree.I am a bit more careless than any child, procrastinating anything at the smallest of the opportunities. Have I ever bothered about anything in my life then? (I repentJ). Ya, coming to he point.

When I was young I used to go to the terrace almost everyday. It goes like this, When I was a child I used to go to terrace to play (genuine reasonJ ).Terrace used to be my little mafia Gang’s  rendezvous. We used to play a lot… Name it.. We would have played.. Marbles, Hide and seek , Go-Go, Cards, Chasing each other, fighting and all that

During my adolescence, I used to go to actually give company to another adolescent boy in the opposite terrace (in the name of exam preparation).My mom would have wondered “what happened to her irresponsible little daughter, she has become so responsible”.

Then the “Family Terrace-Visits” .It would be just my family sometimes or my relatives included. What ever, it is always fun. Having dinner that too chit-chatting in the terrace during power-cuts is heaven. Nothing can substitute that.

Time whizzed off… How I very badly want those days during which I simply lie on my mamma’s lap or pappa’s stomach and gaze stars. I would say one must be really lucky for this. How much I miss all that..

No worries about stringent dead-lines, the rat-race where people pull others just to win. It has become part of life…cheating I mean.I feel I am cheating myself…. I am clueless, what am I after? Why am I a part of this mad-race for power, money and status where emotions, good-times and genuine people are rarities.

I think, I know the answer…I need to earn my living. Right now, I have no option out.Is there any greener place where I can escape to?I don’t mean that I am scared of responsibilities or I am hesitant to work.Its just that I could not digest the fact that people go to any extent to attain career success, be it stretching themselves or making a scape-goat out of an innocent soul. Oh ya, you are right…this is called peer-pressure. Endure it dear!!!

Even nature’s selection is based on “Survival of the fittest” .Innocent people will be wiped off….So be it….I think I don’t want to be the fittest at the cost of innocent soul. I am happy the way I am.I am determined that my project delivery is not going to stop me from enjoying the “cute-little” things in my life.There are so many little-joys in everyone's life(Not just terrace).Should start enjoying them.

 Ah… I forgot to mention my terrace visits to play in the rain.