Thursday, 29 September 2011

#192 …when you hurry to get home – knowing he’ll be there.


It always happens with me. The more I try to hurry, the more I falter. I even decided to leave office early to reach home early, but…  Couldn’t my boss wait till tomorrow for me to finish the new assignment that he had given me. He couldn’t. After all Bosses all around the world aren’t abused for nothing. Then that auto driver – he was no less. He kept waiting for more and more passengers to come. Isn’t there a ceiling on the no. of passengers that they can carry? Will definitely check out tomorrow. That was not all. The ferry decided to halt service for the day. Unexpected technical difficulties, they said. Unexpected - as if we don’t know. When I finally took the bus and heaved a sigh of relief at the thought of finally reaching home, albeit a little late, I got my ultimate shock. I had boarded the wrong bus. Thank god, I realized in time and switched to the right one. 40 minutes later as I got down at my stop, all I could do was pray that I wasn’t too late, that I hadn’t kept him waiting for long. After all, it is only sometimes that we get to spend time together - with our busy schedules and colossal responsibilities.    

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