Friday, June 08, 2007
A Purposeful life
I have always maintained really high standards of work ethics, and work-life balance. I would like to be a living example of hard-work, dedication and sacrifice. I get up at 7:00AM. I spend 1 hour on filter kaapi, hindoo newspaper, and web browsing. Nowadays I go to Nungambakkam for 1 hour of tennis (for the past 2 days). I come back, take a shower and eat. 'Eat' is an understatement, I feast. Everyday, after I get up, I order all sorts of dishes which a team comprising of wife, mother, and grandmother reliably execute. After food, I eat at least 2 Banganapalli Mangoes.
Then comes the tough part. How do I spend the rest of my day? I browse TV channels for any available, gounder, vivek, and vadivelu comedy. Then for lack of anything better to do - I sleep. For four hours. Solid sound sleep. They say that sleeping in the afternoon is a healthy habit. It is very true. To get rid of the anxiety I tend to get from all this sleeping, I am greeted with much needed filter coffee, the moment I get up. In the evening, I am extremely busy. I usually take a walk around station road, usman road scavenging for some maanga-kaaram (unripe really unripe mangoes) and masala kadalai (masala ground nuts). Then I spend unaccounted number of hours in landmark, audio stores and *.plaza.
Buying a T-shirt is therapeutic. I agree. It relieves the great stress I go through everyday. If I don't go out, I spend valuable hours at home sitting and blankly staring at the wall. Very meditative. More importantly very productive. I have spent countless hours doing nothing and just staring at the wall. Let me give you all a piece of advise. Staring at the wall is a healthy excecise. Dear readers, do it, your life will change dramatically. My other hobbies, to distract myself from this hectic work schedule, include spending time on the beach, reading novels, and spending countless hours watching old ladies discuss politics to which I positively contribute by making useful comments that help them get more angry at their respective daughter-in-laws. Sometimes, I feel an overwhelming sense of national pride doing this service for my country.
I am very punctual. At the stroke of 8, I begin to search of Saravana Bhavan, Gangotree or any thing that is currently a trend. After hogging, I come back home for more Banganapallis. Usually a career-benefiting night show cinema is my top preference. If that is not possible, I'd settle for any cinema show on TV as an alternative. On some days some relative of mine, will happily oblige me by inviting me for dinner/lunch. Since I have lots and lots of pride, I never let them decide my menu. I spell it out clearly to them.
This is the story of my life. A life of austerity and sacrifice. Where I toil and toil and toil, sweat, spill blood and inch towards the dream of being like my hero. I hope all the sacrifices, I make is worth it in the end.