Good lord! Friday is here….. Friday never tasted this sweeter before (ever before)… Friday also brings in fear and a warning of arrival of Monday in just in 48 hours… Thought, I will sit and blog that my mind and soul has horrendously experienced last week…
So here it goes…. Tring.. tring.. tring.. The sooner my phone rings, my 2 little Sons whispers… “Hey dude, check out how dad gets mad…” other says… “P2 I guess!! and I wonder why eRoom goes down so often… Why can’t people get this stupid eRoom on a pulley, bring it up make it stay there”, How elemental thinking these little minds are on and yet make sense… I earn tons of learning from these brats….. Work is good but work over work is not only bad but worst for the future that you are depending upon, I read an article that world will have more bed ridden people than deaths in next 10-15 years… due to their melted spine or scuffed neck bones, you wanna be one …lol.
Recently, I have been to a nearby hospital adjacent to a tiny Physio therapy centre to get my BP checked and believe me guys… people were swarmed and waiting for their turn to get their part of heat-treatment and stretched… I am glad that I was not one of them, but very next second a chilled impulsive vibe ran through my nerves and compelled me to ponder upon…’What if, I was one of them….', again guys… I’m not inducing a scare in you…. But a word of caution does always come handy.
During last week I had taken my family to KFC for them to feel and breathe the fresh air with some smoky chicken strips... My wife insisted on this trip for a very sane reason that I will be away from that ugly laptop and she gets all my attention on her and kids… She started “Hey…Listen, kids are at the edge of their half yearly exams…?” I go… “Oh Yeah, I hear you talking to kids at home”… She utters further “Madiha’s maths getting tougher every day… I think you should pitch in now…” I slowly whispered irately not making very obvious to the surroundings…. “C’mon lady… you know… How occupied I’m with my meetings, escalations, Incidents etc…” and then begun of the most hated heated domestic affrays on the KFC table which was indeed hotter than spicy grilled chicken on the menu…
My mom calls me with a pinching tone…. “Boy, how many P2s did you tackle today… Have you not spent time with colleagues giggling, gossiping about your bosses and management flaws during your breathers, then what’s wrong in calling me at least once a week?” She continued… “I and your dad hasten to grab the phone when it rings, but you seem to listen to your boss than your mom these days” and she went on, I listened to her calmly and did not dare to utter a word…
The other day… my little one was asking me… ‘Pop… I never see you sleeping, when do you sleep?’ I had to answer in a grumbling tone… ”I do ‘beta’, after I’m done with my bedtime stories to you”. Sleep in my view is another prime health parameter which you loose could never be regained. Researchers says, without adequate sleep, judgment, mood, ability to learn and retain information that actually propels your performance and agility are eventually drained out.
The next start of Monday to the end of Friday is foreseen as a BIG battle ahead waiting for me to be ground in drudged management calls… and I will keep posing myself that I had fathered well to me responsibilities. My 12 year old asks me… “Dad, you say eRoom is your baby… Have you forgotten your biological babies, let me remind you… You have 3 of ‘em” After those taunts from my own people, I see myself as an unbalanced ugly brute who want to see bright future with blindfolded present.
Quit because of fire in the account is most insane decision one can make, I overhear lot of conversations that I get attracted to…. But, the proverb “Never say die” always bring me back on to the fighting track. Weekends are usually weakened with the backlogs from last week to the drooling week that is waiting at the corner its mouth wide open. And cycle rolls in again…. And fight of life goes on.
So here it goes…. Tring.. tring.. tring.. The sooner my phone rings, my 2 little Sons whispers… “Hey dude, check out how dad gets mad…” other says… “P2 I guess!! and I wonder why eRoom goes down so often… Why can’t people get this stupid eRoom on a pulley, bring it up make it stay there”, How elemental thinking these little minds are on and yet make sense… I earn tons of learning from these brats….. Work is good but work over work is not only bad but worst for the future that you are depending upon, I read an article that world will have more bed ridden people than deaths in next 10-15 years… due to their melted spine or scuffed neck bones, you wanna be one …lol.
Recently, I have been to a nearby hospital adjacent to a tiny Physio therapy centre to get my BP checked and believe me guys… people were swarmed and waiting for their turn to get their part of heat-treatment and stretched… I am glad that I was not one of them, but very next second a chilled impulsive vibe ran through my nerves and compelled me to ponder upon…’What if, I was one of them….', again guys… I’m not inducing a scare in you…. But a word of caution does always come handy.
During last week I had taken my family to KFC for them to feel and breathe the fresh air with some smoky chicken strips... My wife insisted on this trip for a very sane reason that I will be away from that ugly laptop and she gets all my attention on her and kids… She started “Hey…Listen, kids are at the edge of their half yearly exams…?” I go… “Oh Yeah, I hear you talking to kids at home”… She utters further “Madiha’s maths getting tougher every day… I think you should pitch in now…” I slowly whispered irately not making very obvious to the surroundings…. “C’mon lady… you know… How occupied I’m with my meetings, escalations, Incidents etc…” and then begun of the most hated heated domestic affrays on the KFC table which was indeed hotter than spicy grilled chicken on the menu…
My mom calls me with a pinching tone…. “Boy, how many P2s did you tackle today… Have you not spent time with colleagues giggling, gossiping about your bosses and management flaws during your breathers, then what’s wrong in calling me at least once a week?” She continued… “I and your dad hasten to grab the phone when it rings, but you seem to listen to your boss than your mom these days” and she went on, I listened to her calmly and did not dare to utter a word…
The other day… my little one was asking me… ‘Pop… I never see you sleeping, when do you sleep?’ I had to answer in a grumbling tone… ”I do ‘beta’, after I’m done with my bedtime stories to you”. Sleep in my view is another prime health parameter which you loose could never be regained. Researchers says, without adequate sleep, judgment, mood, ability to learn and retain information that actually propels your performance and agility are eventually drained out.
The next start of Monday to the end of Friday is foreseen as a BIG battle ahead waiting for me to be ground in drudged management calls… and I will keep posing myself that I had fathered well to me responsibilities. My 12 year old asks me… “Dad, you say eRoom is your baby… Have you forgotten your biological babies, let me remind you… You have 3 of ‘em” After those taunts from my own people, I see myself as an unbalanced ugly brute who want to see bright future with blindfolded present.
Quit because of fire in the account is most insane decision one can make, I overhear lot of conversations that I get attracted to…. But, the proverb “Never say die” always bring me back on to the fighting track. Weekends are usually weakened with the backlogs from last week to the drooling week that is waiting at the corner its mouth wide open. And cycle rolls in again…. And fight of life goes on.
No comments:
Post a Comment