I look back to those times when at a very small room at such a big city I was captive much to my employers helplessness than to my non-diligence to do any karma, I was happy. It is a shame for professional race, to which I also fortunately belong, to think of these thoughts. But it was not an unusual feeling, if you think from a perspective of a soul which really gets paid for doing nothing. I thought when money is the sole criteria of all happiness (agreed if someone says I am wrong) and money costs so much (everybody must have realized), you really want to screw money some time (isn’t it). Now when I got my chance to bed with money, I never wanted to regret missing such an occasion. I screwed it, and it kept having multiple org***s. And in the end of one and half months of my honeymoon with money, I had actually much of it than my knee-itching performance for the last 8 months. So, where is the problem?
As I introduced myself to the team of evangelists and true-professionals, I felt I am into a new world where those persons, who have just heard my name has already made a place for me in their mind. They were listening to me as if I am not reciting my identity; I am rather detailing them their new tasks. I knew since the first day, I would have to really burn and drink the midnight oil here but midnight would be so early, I never expected. Well, everything happens for GOOD, words I heard almost innumerable times during my exile from professional earth. So I took those words now, I think they will matter most now. Amidst all these anxieties, she told me I sounded Happy, when I called her after that breaking-the-ice meeting. And I thought, she always had judged me more critically, so there must be less chance of a slip-of-voice.
Happiness is something which always can be pursued, very difficult to attain for a longer time – well said. And back when there was no sunlight in that tube-lit room of mine, I was happy or pursuing happiness in my own mind for nothing. But now there would be a reason, and there is a reason. Reason for which I could face the sun now, reason for which I may not die but I may live. But this reason will surely come with a cost and then money won’t waste its chance to avenge. And as I note my monthly-estimates, I could see it smiling from a distance, calling me “now it’s my chance”.
So, John you have said it well, Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy but it will make me sweaty as well.
(Writer wants to thank Shyamal for the new venture he brought to writer’s immobile life. And also wants to curse Shyamal for relinquishing the peace of nothingness from writer’s life)
