Is it me or the world refuses to understand the word HOLIDAY?!?!? There have been many a times when I’ve been called a workaholic. I enjoy my work, though it’s somewhat off late on a downward curve. But then again not to digress from the main point, there are times when workaholics need a break too….don’t they?  Start of a long weekend after ages….and I am sleeping….probably dreaming with a faint distant buzzing sound reaching out to me and constantly trying to probe and grasp my attention. I keep ignoring it…but it’s persistence increases and increases and finally reaches a point when ignoring it is highly impossible. Focusing my attention towards the sound I proceed to find it’s source and voila!  it is my phone and it is a client who has called approximately 5 times in a span of 10 minutes!!! Oh well..I pick the call up…hear and respond something groggily to a question which didn’t qualify as a question at all in the first place and could have easily waited till Monday morning..but that unfortunately doesn’t happen. So after giving the answer and disconnecting the call..I see the time….just 7:45 am. Even if it wasn’t a holiday…some patience to a respectable time would have been highly appreciated. Nonetheless….moving on… I drop back to bed to catch a few more winks but the peaceful sleep I was in was lost. Sometime later I go around to getting ready in a sort of relaxed manner…to come out to see my phone again with only 10 missed calls….of course all only work related. Clients and a few office people—-now I wonder how many of them would take calls on their off days?!?!?!? Anyways proceeding with my plans for the day I meet my friends and have barely said a hi-hello to them my phone rings again….another call! The story continues and am out having lunch…and again, no points for guessing there ..yup calls and 2 of them back to back…clear indications of being busy are lost. Guess the illegal network towers en route to being torn down in Delhi may have affected the reception of human beings as well. Okay let’s put these calls aside..i finish the yummy lunch over lots of talk.

It’s coffee time (barely 30-45 minutes from lunch) and my phone rings again…again office….loud conversations fill my backdrop..their attempts to reach out the person on the phone and get the point across that I am out and busy were of course futile. A 10 minute long conversation again of no life threat emergency continued.

In a span of my 4 hours out of the house with friends…I must have spent approximately 30 or 45 odd minutes on the phone. I don’t mind the calls but whatever happened to letting people unwind and letting people enjoy their day off??? Guess it’s too much to ask for when you work. After a point it got unnerving and I was kind of irritated. But then not much of a choice we have…do we?

This is one full moon night which would be difficult to forget…a special moment captured and lost at the same time. Check it out here.

Sometimes I wonder if this is God’s way of testing my patience or just my karma….the things I want to go away from keep coming back to me…. not once, not twice byt always. Why can’t these things stop happening? Why do things have to keep coming back? Why can’t this whole cycle stop repeating again and again? Oh Why? Will this ordeal ever end?