Striking the right chord !

The alarm rings in its best musical tone..its 6 AM My hubby snooze it to get that most wanted 15 minutes sleep. And its 6:15 AM. Why the clock has to be so particular? I ask myself. Trying to get out of the bed with lots of efforts I decide to go early bed tonight and complete that never ending sleep.

Looking out of the window I can breath the fresh morning. Little showers allover, the climate is sunny..birds are chirping and vehicles are burping. I see the trees around my home which is a rare site in todays date. With the wet look every where, they look like newly wedded girl after bath. I look at my husband .. small kid trying to open his eyes. I love him in this mood. I smile.. he smiles..Another day begins on a good note..

I enter kitchen..my mom in law seems busy in cooking. She is the 2nd person I meet every morning and we start our routine. I make tea for everyone and we sit together on our glass dinning table. I love this time. I wish I could also read a newspaper while having tea as they have in movies but I realize you have to wake up early which is .. anyways lets wait for weekend I say to myself. Mom breaks the silence by planning the day ahead. I finish the tea and start cleaning the floor which is my department in overall shared work. Its 7:30 now and my hubby reminds me that I have to work out also. Why I have to work out. Thought strikes me, Why am I not slim and trim by nature? I work out in hurry take the bath in hurry get ready in hurry eat the breakfast in hurry and get out of home in hurry..All this hurry to catch the bus at 8 AM.
I get out of building and look at my window. 1st window my mom in law doing bye bye.. behind her, my father in law smiling..next window my sister in law waving hand and last my hubby doing his special bye. For a moment I feel like being some famous actress waving hand at my fans. I really love my family..they are so sweet.. Smile appears.
We seek love and care nothing else. Such small things can bring so much happiness to us.. We can do wonders with this I believe.

I am waiting for my bus now.. checking watch atleast 4 times in a fear if I have missed it.
And there she is..wearing her white blue uniform taking turns smoothly appears as if a belly dancer moving herself in best possible ways. She stops before me as an obedient servant and I get into it.. same faces looks at me..machine coded smiles and I go to my seat open the window to take that cool wind on face.

Everything happens as regular and in order. No change. I have to go to office. Wait for some work to come. Look at the people around and think are they same what they are pretending themselves as? Is everyone here happy for being here? Are they in this positions because of the dedication and work they have done or is it something else which took them here? Why there has to be so much of politics around? Why the things cant be straight and people cant be great? Am I happy being here? is this what I want? Am I really into right direction? Will I enjoy this for a long?
Our driver honks and I open my eyes.. oh I can see the glass building of my office..people with bags into their hands, walking fast..security guards managing the traffic.. that typical smell..that typical noise..that typical scenario..

You have reached Reshma come on get up.. I get my Identity card out..one more typical day begun…