Commuting has become far cry now a days.
And on 'special' days, the 'festive' seasons, its become a practice for all of
us, yes, every one of us, to travel to our own destinations - posting statuses
like, "here I come, my home town", "family get together "
(when it's together ly, man, u call 'it' a 'family'), and all those fancy
sayings which simply indicate that we are bunking the offices, we are taking
bonus leaves, we are going to 'enjoy' a long weekend, we are going to have fun
with child hood friends, we are to be 'pampered' by our 'family'! Hopefully,
you are not, yes, the one reading this piece, you, are not going to deny that,
most of the 'working' people, do have all the above mentioned souls and lives
in their lifetime!
Now, working does not only imply,
sitting in a cubical, breaking ur head with the 21 inch light emitting diode
screens, exciting your neurons to the 'meta stable' state!
Working does not only mean, sitting
erect in a closed air chamber as a fully packed person, inhaling, only
'sterile' air, stuffing up the tissues in a flask, letting it to proliferate
and then intoxicating them!
Working does not only sum up those
numerics, tallying all the strokes and curves, mathematically, trying to
balance things despite ur unbalanced state!
Working also describes those men and
women in browns, with lion roaring in their caps and stars in their chest,
whose brain tissues never get into a synaptic cleft when their ears are filled
with 'festivals' and holidays!
Working is also used as a verbal
language to explicitly explain the toils of those two legs stamping the mud,
and those two hands harvesting a full feed for other's tummies but starving
themselves to death!
When you are tired of 'working' sitting
in a fully airconditioned cabin and want to sleep, aaram se during ur trip to
see ur beloved ones, there are these two lives, who has to stay awake to ensure
that you are safe during your sleep after 'hectic' work! And, trust me, these
people are also 'working'.
Last, but not the least, there are also
people 'working' for you to 'work' casually! They are armed men, but their
families go unarmed if they kick their buckets! Yes, the army, navy and the
airforce people! Yeah, the previously mentioned 'working' people are the cops,
the food giving gods and the driver-conductors!
As you walk around any bus stations
today and for the coming days, for that matter, you will find, for sure, some
of these people 'working' for you, 'working' for me, 'working' for all of us!
Do they know you? No! But, they take good care for you to cross the road
safely. They make sure that tiredness doesn't hit them hard to crash out while
driving. They ensure that you enjoy your 'festival' with your beloved ones.
They never mind of their hungers but feed u!
So, what are you going to do about this?
When someone is away from their cherished circle, for u and me, when someone is
being missed badly, very badly, by their 'family' members, you and me are busy
tweeting, updating, worrying about Shankar I, asking for i Phone, I pad, I gold
and all I!
Halt a while, give a smile, say
"festival wishes" and proceed! Do not waste food, for heaven's sake!
If possible share a piece of sweet or a get 'em a cup of juice! Appreciate
their work - show some gratitude! No medals required - just a ' thanks' is
sufficient!
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