Opening my eyes with the arrival for a new day for the same work is just like a poking someone with the saying that "follow a mouse if you are married to him or follow an elephant if you are married to one". So, my rapacious nature gets hurt rapacity never gets satisfied with the same objects working around me. By objects here, I mean the people with the same mind-sets, people with same attitude, with same voice, same face, their alike structures make me gloomy not for the reason that I am around then but for the repetition of the same task again and again.
If mother Mary ask me to take a boon for my good thought to revamp all this I would want to make these same objects revived with a pinch of difference. This differing pinch might vary with regard to changing their perspectives, methodology or other same things that are just like "magnificent workaholics". When it comes to the furore that arises from the instincts that drive drudgery into the system. I being emphatic here would like to throw suggestions as I am imbued with rift for my work not in the negative way that I take it lightly but try to make it different with my efforts for my own good. But here I don't mean to be insolent as with due respect for every occupation that is legally subsisting the individuals I have made my trite of it having a boring work but not bad. It can be taken seriously as its not an urge but just an advice for those who like to acquire some strange manners of dealing. I know this piece of my writing is quite portraying me caprice but what to say as its all instinctual to feel that everyday should not be the same day, "make changes as changes are for good."
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