its been an unproductive day. there is no work at workplace. so i am physically sitting here, fulfilling the necessity of sitting all compulsory hours.
how weird is the world's norms. Very. this is proof.

there is not much to day dream about. this is not the environment. its a sealed over conditioned overly lighted room. how does one's floating energies breathe here, let alone fly? how am i to think out of the box here? and to think that my primary job on work days is to use my brains to the fullest so as to do the job which anyone could do. we do not talk about a job well done. in that respect, maybe the number of people who could do this job, would be very few. so we refrain from meaning that a job done should be a job well done. we only mean, a job done is done.

this is a weird place. this is probably the first thought i get each day. is this to suggest that i am incapable of anything else? no, ofcourse not. this is to only say, that i haven't found any other way to earn money till now. that means while i am capable of doing many things, some of them better than this, i am incapable of converting any of those into gold. or money. so i stick to this.

also next time i get the idealist kick from inside, murder me please. this world does not deserve the agony of having to put up with idealists. even the ones who offer practicality in the package deal. no, we just do not want them. we want normal people only. normal you see. with a belly and all. with gas filled up, not conscience.

also in the pipeline are juicy treats and promised glory. so ten years down the line, a certain 16th day of this month of 2006 would be written on stone. are such my levels of glory? you must be kidding. but well, this is the highest which comes here. like the presidents award. we have this award. very important. very big. who cares if my maid still shouts at me and the neighbor's cat scratches me. i got this.

so while i kick some time by trying the next flavour of tea available in the pantry, why don't you drop the sham and spill the beans...