Globalization,
Diversification, Survival for the fittest, digitization... all these heavy
words entangled Meera, a 25-year-old self-sufficient lady working for an MNC. Her day would start with
stressing out how to finish her deadlines, her lunch break would be filled with thoughts of how to
deal with her boss, her snack time which of course was a short one made her
think about all those bills and finally, her dinner was more about arguing with
her parents about her marriage.
She just had a
mental to-do list which never ended. Forget about relaxing, just thinking about
it was more luxury for her. But she dint mind. Her mind was completely
focused and filled with ambitions. She wanted to be the queen of the corporate
world, marry a handsome young man with a strong financial background, fulfill all
the dreams of her parents and just be the best. Little did she know that thinking about her, was also allowed in the digitized world.
It was March
15 2019, a normal routine filled the day for Meera. She woke up, did her daily
chores and reached office just in time to attend her meeting with her boss. Her
day was completely packed up. By 5.00 pm she winded up and returned home planning
to work from home. While coming back to her home, she started worrying about
her to-do checklist. When she glanced through it, she was horrified seeing
that big list. She reached home with a terrible headache. She couldn’t rest;
she still had a lot to complete by tonight. She dint want the day to end so
soon, she just kept praying god to make a day have 48 hours. She felt that
would ease most of her problems. She thought of having a cup of garam chai and
continuing her checklist work. After she prepared chai, the smell enticed her.
She felt good instantly.
Out of
nowhere, she suddenly saw the balcony door open. She had completely forgotten
that a balcony did exist in her house. She took the cup of tea, went to the
balcony and just stared. She never realized the beauty of dusk until then. She
never knew what her balcony offered, the scenic beauty of nature, an
experience for which others would travel to places and spend their money.
Looking at the magnificent sun, she was lost into it; her ‘to-do list’ just
faded. She pulled out an old chair lying over there, sat on it peacefully
holding the hot cup of chai still enticed with its aroma.
Her eyes were
locked with the sun. She was just absorbed into the beauty of how sun rays
played with the sky; it felt like the sky was dancing and making patterns and
the sun was just a choirmaster. Meera was mesmerized by nature’s beauty.
She completely lost track of time. She wanted this choir to go one forever. She
wanted to capture this as a timeless moment.
Suddenly, she
saw that the bright light of the rays started diminishing; sun started crawling
down towards the horizon; the sky started adjusting back to its blue color.
She wanted to stop all these, she wanted this to continue for some time but she
couldn’t do anything. She felt so helpless. She could feel her heart sink a
little more every time the sunset a little further. Seeing the sunset
comprehended the ending of the day. As sunset further, a little bit of
darkness started spreading. Meera slowly started coming back to her senses and
all her “to-do list” started flowing back to her mind. When the night captured
the sky and the cup was empty, reality embraced Meera. All her stress and
anxiety came back and she was lost in her routine tasks. Balcony again became a
shaded part of her house. Sun came back again the next morning and went away in
the evening but Meera was so engrossed in her chores to remember any of those
mesmerizing time.
And nature thought to itself
“for men may come and men may go but I go on forever”.'
