Yes.. these days am homesick, and every damn thing reminds me of home. Hostel food sucks and every day I have to fight with the owner as breakfast gets over before I wake up. I just don't like anybody disturbing me while am having breakfast, I don't even pick calls. I just listen some opera music in morning while having breakfast and pray to Lord for giving me food on my table. This is why I came to Bangalore.
I feel like am out of my cocoon (where I was given love, fun, and whatever I pointed my finger at. My heaven was there in my home.) Now I am a part of rat race or I must say a programmed robot in the war of machines. Should a professionalist be emotional? May be, but not during working hours. We are hired to work emotionlessly, accurately just like machines: command+enter= result (target).
Sometimes I feel like packing my bags and go to my home for a week and turn my phone off. Live with my family, meet my friends, go to college to meet my teachers. But a fleeting thought makes me back off, it reminds me not to use heart when you are out for profession. I know I'll do something good with my life someday, but sometimes it quests whatever I am doing is really what I wanted? I somehow convince myself to nod my head vertically yet half-heartedly.
I love changes and that's why I can take anything that Lord has planned to send my way. Okay, lets change the topic:
Bad Things Happened:
- Got cough.
- Feeling homesick.
Good things happened:
- I tried Vodka. No, my mom- dad donno. I'll be dead the day they will figure it out, but I'll tell them when I'll go home. Yes!!
- I am ignoring lifts in office, so every Monday is my "No Lift Day". I don't use lifts on Mondays.
- I can sleep properly these days.
So.. I guess, I can manage my life outta my cocoon. I believe one day I'll learn to fly. Putting my fingers crossed. Signing out.. my God bless y'all.. :)