Luxurious Jail...

Canary Wharf – a beautiful urbanised concrete jungle, a dream destination for most salaried employees throughout the world! God has been kind and I am one of those few people who get a chance to work in this ultra-modern urbanised set-up, which to me is nothing but a luxurious jail. Most of the big companies have their head offices here and all of us who aspire to work here are nothing but prisoners to the flashy lights and tall structures... Indeed walking into and out of posh looking, well-maintained, tall buildings do give you a feeling/sense of achievement but I feel this is superficial... Have you ever felt the essence of such work...

Everyday when I walk into my office, I give myself a second or two to just look way up to see till hoe high up does the building go and suddenly feel so small and so helpless. Money, ambition, happiness has made me feel happy to be working in these concrete jungles of professional people... But when I give it a deep though I feel I am prisoner of this so-called successful step towards my career building process...

How many of you have felt imprisoned by the jobs they are working into. How many of you wish you could break-free just like me.... I use music to help live a life that I need to for a good career on one hand and be in happy trance like I always wanted to be...

मैं ज़िन्दगि का साथ निभाता चला गया ... हर फ़िक्र को धुऐं मे उडा़ता चला गया...



Morning glories!!

I am based in Delhi where I am working (Delhi=karmabhoomi), but they have made me pack my bags n flown me to London, UK. London at one point in time used to be my favourite destination. Infact, I still feel its a beautiful city. It is a city with beautiful architecture, people who let you be and many more things which are just too much to enlist. Also, working in the concrete jungles yet the most beautiful urbanised area (Canary Wharf) gives a sense of achivement.

However, like the blog and my nature suggest my utopian thoughts do not end. Now that I am in London I wanted to be back in Delhi, a city which at one point of time I really disliked. However, living in Delhi I have begun to like it for various reasons - some being - I believe you must adopt to whereve you live, few friends I have made there and a very special person I met in Delhi, which however is an impossibility. I want to be back there to be with him (something which he does not even want) When I met him he was caring and had time for me and like all 'real' and non-utopian stories everything has changed n now I even believe he does not have time to talk to me or does not want to beacuse he always finds excuses to avoid me/ my calls. Anyway all of us meet such people in life.

 (ps - getting back to the original motto of this post)

A friend came over last night, she had her problems, I have mine, all of us have something or the other bothering us. We sat, talked, shared our worries and slept on a rather awkward note.. but when I woke u this morning, finding a friend, a person who you know you can call one of your 'own people' at this point in time was right there.... Living here for two weeks now I had begun to learn how to enjoy one's own company and live alone (though m a sucker for human beings) but today morning I realised living alone may be good and sharing a flat may have its short comings but the feeling of seeing someone right there to whom you can talk and not jus the walls/tv/laptop to interact with is truly a great feeling...!!

Thank God! for a wonderful family n friends and yes ofcoz 'Jordan' (my X who I will be indebted to forever and love always) I do not mention names because I am not sure if people would like it, hence I will name everyone I write about something. And as always Jordan had to be the first to be mentioned.... and no he isnt the Delhi guy...