Wake up!

5.30 AM.
The alarm buzzes under my pillow. A drowsy finger heads for that left button to snooze it off.

5.35 AM.
The snooze goes off now. The same finger presses the same button. But this time, the alarm moves on to the other side of the pillow.

5.40 AM.
The snooze goes off yet again! Enough! Wake up u bozo!

Is it not strange! With so many things, living and non living, around, it is that one piece of machinery that makes you start your day. You head out to office, you meet up with so many people, you see so many things, yet there is not one of them that can replace that darned alarm! That the alarm also happens to be my cell phone is better left unsaid. Or is it too late now?

Its that same piece of plastic and metal that I bought a long long time ago. Bengaluru... or Bangalore as it was when it was my home. Of wakin up in the morning, heading out to the gate to get the packets of milk in. Set it up to boil. Tell Nayyar to take care of it. Wake up Dhawan and head out for the mornin jog. Wake up Verma. Get your breakfast ready, pack your lunch that the cook just made. Peek into Sharan's room to make sure he was up. Get your clothes out. Iron them more often than not. Wake up Baijal and head out to work. Walk the distance to the bus stop with Verma, Nayyar and Bhutani.
Life was so organised back then...

Flash forward a year and a half...
Wake up in the mornin... head to the gym... pump some iron and run a few kilometres... get a glass of milk from mom... get someone to drop u to the bus stop. Call up someone in the bus to ask them to hold the bus at the stop for a couple of minutes... finally get in and turn on the AC vents at full blast... doze off for the next 45 minutes...

Life's become a drag... I don't think I could ever head back to livin a life away from home. But time and time again, my thoughts do wander back to the good old days of Bangalore. More with a sense of satisfaction that I've been there and done that. Life's never gonna be the same again... at least not if i can help it.
But even here in the World City, would I ever be able to get rid of all the dependencies that I have created with such ease? I guess not! Its plain and simple human psychology to get work off ur plate onto someone else's. But I sure hope I'd be able to turn this around... at least for once!
Just to prove my shadow wrong!

I can... and I will!