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Sunday, April 06, 2008

9 Minutes to Freedom

Hi there,

Its been a while……

Expanses of white welcome me back, like a comfortable back rub…… with the sudden wait for a better phrase, like a sudden twinge of a muscle eased back into place…..

Everything’s changed and yet not……for starter’s, I want to write about something and that something which is not a rant……this is a post intended to be happy…..doubtful if it manages that, but the intention is there….

Freedom….. 9 minutes to freedom……

Obsessive, compulsive , reckless, incomprehensible and complete…..freedom….

The clock’s seem to slow down in their relentless run just as the witching hour approaches……the adrenaline surges and the spirit soar’s……..its 9 minutes to 5 pm…..might be 9 minutes to 6, 7, 8 or whatever…….even 12 is good…..

The 9 minutes are the slowest crawl to finishing office……whatever the damn time is…..

You can see the stolen glances at watches, the rummaging of the desk debris to be stuffed into backpack’s……the clearing of spaces, the stretching of limbs…….its like a silent signal, undulating in waves……

You never get to see the 9 minutes to slavery……..wouldnt want to……its private space to yourself and pretty much jealously guarded……you know what I mean…..

But the 9 minutes to freedom is shared…….people you don’t like will manage a nod, if not a grin……and its not even the weekend……

Lives consolidated reach out in that 9 minutes of intended reprieve……

Why am I even writing about something so insignificant?

Well, after much and arduous introspection which got me absolutely nowhere……and an idiotic rage and heartache which led me away from happiness and back to it again……I am resolved to enjoy the insignificant moments of life…..

Resolved to wring to the utmost, the elation of the resurgent sun rising as I blearily walk into office on a 7 am shift…….he says hi to me and I grumble back at him….

Determined to enjoy the bitter tang of unsweetened coffee as sugar level’s go down…….bitter is also a taste and one can savor it as much as sweetness……

Decided to believe in fate and the possibility of approaching joy of 9 minutes to freedom…….and to grin in those 9 minutes…..

Its not much that we do in this world that actually determine our existence……there are just so many factor’s and possibilities that weigh on an outcome that all we can do is to do our best and enjoy the moment……

Those very same insignificant moments……

Like when I am taken aback by some inane witticism of palz……or it could be just anything at all…..anything that makes me feel ……

Not much we feel today……considering how wrapped up we all are…..in our lives, anxieties and so MUCH baggage…..

I wonder when you last TASTED food? The last time you rolled in bed and held someone warm on a chilly morning? The last time you felt the sun on your shoulder blades or anything else at all and said to yourself….this….THIS ….. is good and I am good……

You gotta love those minute’s…….

Like I said……9 minutes to freedom……

Next time, wait, sit back, look around…..in those 9 minutes to freedom….

You might surprise yourself…….

Yeah…..I am back…..