Imagine waking up every morning, getting dressed, having a nice omelet breakfast cooked by your mom with tender and love and then leaving off to work ; all the time thinking about what a crappy day your going to experience. It becomes even bitter the moment you step into your office and realise its not a dream after all! Yeah well that's me, pretty much that's what i have been going through. Sometimes i feel that i somehow deserve this. My honeymoon with happiness was long over before it begun and now i am starting to think that day by day, little by little i am being robbed off my sanity and everything else i considered to be fun and exciting.
After graduating i got this job in a very promising power generation company which was supposed to help rid my country of its Power crisis. In the beginning it was good, not much, but good; i had work to do! But unfortunately 4 months in, something went really wrong. I wont divulge into the matter in detail but the rough idea is that ambiguities with the WAPDA coupled up with some political mess, brought the project to a dead halt and here i am!
Now after this ordeal we are in search for new projects but they dont seem to materialise and unfortunately this is what i do from 9-5 :
Come to the office, drink tea, read two newspapers i.e Dawn and The News, watch news channels ( only news channels are tuned) on a wall mounted LCD screen, read the newspapers again (incase i havent missed anything), watch some more news, surf the internet (youtube, facebook, blogs and movie trailers) sit idle and think about all the super powers i wish had and then start all over again! seems kind of fun doesent it? NOT AFTER 2 DAYS! (scracth that-- make it 1 day). Agonizing enough!? No! What about those days when some so and so official of a so and so company comes over and doesent decide to leave until he has had three cups of tea with biscuits, and by then its 1 hour past our office timing. That 1 hour extra spent doing nothing in the office is excrutiating mental torture and feels like hell when the clock ticks at such a sluggish pace. I feel like getting up and drilling every body with an AAR(Automatic Assault Rifle). Darn it, i have nightmares at night!
The only motivation of creating this blog is that I was going through some other blogs and then it struck me that i should write my own. Even though i am not an avid writer and it is clearly not my area of expertise but you know,
WHAT THE HECK!
3 comments:
At times like these that pople sorrow over thier shame trying to understand what the hell went wrong.
people who have nothing to do are the ones who are trully facinated by the details of life.the truly depressing part is that when you have the fire within you to become or to do! but that fantacy never comes and you feel that ur already dead!
i guess then the quest of finding that special moment starts
im pretty sure thats a complete xerox of something i've already read ..... thanks though....
great job!!!!! never knew u rite...its really good
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