Have you already hooked yourself to a 9-9 job? You would probably realize this post just from the title. Yes, i’m talking about the the golden words Saturday and Sunday which brings out the remotely located delight from the inner us. I wonder whether i have looked into this weekends with this much thought and pleasure ever before? The answer is no. Neither the mondays nor the wednesdays appeared distinct from them for me. Thats entirely because i flocked up with a golden gang always, be it a week day or a week end. I always had my felonious right in my college to make any day similar to a week end. It dint matter though as we always hate week ends in our college life keeping ourselves away from our dudes (dudettes for some).
But what daemons shifted to the other end? Nothing. I shifted myself to a round the clock bread-winning job. So what? Isn’t that a good thing that I have flung myself into a useful process of pressing the keys in the keyboards rather the ones in the TV remote? Yes, it is. But here enters the dirty word (at least for me) fatigue. I have always (for the past four months) enjoyed my job to the core, but still you always tend to look for an outlet. At one juncture, you get bored to keep declaring variables and to write recursive functions eternally. You look for some other excitements to hold you up and the weekends serve you to bring them. Having Saturdays as a working day, i’m used to see a lot of faces bearing that very excitement in their faces (and the loads of commodities bought by their loves in their hands) when i walk through the shopping malls and restaurants.
These Sundays really save me from my boss who as any other bosses in the world always expect the impossible out of me and drive me crazy. Eventually, i fall into the same group of professionals who wouldn’t risk saying a NO to their boss.
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