Bored and Aimless

I wake up every morning, dreading the day that lies ahead of me – not because of my overloaded schedule, but because of the hours I waste in office.

I walk into office with no major task pending, desperately hoping there’d be some nice article on cricinfo, or the new quiz question would’ve come.

Browsing aimlessly though cricinfo, or espnstar, or Google, or wiki, I wonder quite often – Is this corporate life all about? I have friends who can never complete their work, or have to stay in office till un-earthly hours to barely manage it. I frequently hear complaints about the huge tasks that are given to them that just cannot be finished within the time frame specified. Unfortunately, I cannot relate to any of this. My days in office would rank amongst the worst and most boring days of my life. No wonder I try to think of hairy-brained schemes to keep myself occupied and prompt my friends to ask if I don’t have any work in office. Well, I don’t... Really...

There are a few friends who try to keep me company online, whenever they are free, and I’m grateful to them to make a few hours of my day a little cheerful. Why do you think I gladly take up responsibility for all things in our group, be it K GUDI or this stupid IPL SYNDICATE and then face the ire or my frens? Well, for all the ire and snide remarks that come my way, at least all this keeps me little occupied.

Back home at 5 almost every second day, I waste my evenings sitting in front of the TV waiting for the match to begin. The passion to do anything seems to have left me. Sometimes, I honestly question myself why I’m going through this monotonous drab existence and wasting what people call are the ‘precious few years” of my life.

Recently, a couple of close friends asked me why I don’t look for some other options if I’m not satisfied with the current situation, but the whole thing is too complicated, maybe because of my spineless nature or the situation itself is screwed, I don’t know.

I don’t remember having been so bored and aimless in life ever, and I hate every moment of it. For all of my friends’ talk of the excessive workload in office, I know and even they know I’d gladly swap my life for theirs.