By Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi
The contentment that one gets from sleeping late morning on Sunday is different; to be correct it is altogether a different feeling. It cannot be measured, or compared to any known feeling that the human race is exposed to. To this context I am not averse to it, I sleep like a horse on Sundays, and if possible I would sleep the whole day. As much, I hate to be disturbed by any known or unknown call I get before 10 a.m. on Sundays. However, yesterday, from the couple of calls that I received from my Bishnupriya Manipuri friends in Delhi, at that odd hour, it not only blown my impatient lid (the first reaction that I perceived), it turned me to think, ponder deep inside, as our conversation started rolling, the struggle they are putting up to change their course of life. It is something that has prompted to jot down my feelings.
Surely, they cannot be said successful, after all the word "success" itself is relative, what success mean for one, may not hold the same meaning for the other person. Moreover, to our standard definition of success, it will not be correct to say: they are successful persons. But, they are striving for it.
Their strive, their desire to excel in their respective fields, is what that comes as inspiration, at least for many, especially people like me whose body clock on Sundays stops ticking!
I knew, the effort that they were pouring in, but for the sake of continuing the call rolling, our conversations got transformed into what's-happening-in-your-life mode. From the information that I started collating from that mode, if it had awestricken me, also it had soothed me. Knowing, our future is bright if such sacrifices are done and if it is followed by everyone.
I came to know, how they are pushing their limit, every time their body and mental tiredness says NO. They confidently say: there is still abundant energy left, dear "Rishikesh". I have a dream, and I will hunt it.
Their clarity about life, about their work and dreams, are clear like crystal. They want expansion in their horizon of present involvement.
At the end, if something that I have concluded from couple of conversations I had with my Bishnupriya Manipuri friends, which I loathe at first when I received their call, is that I must scribble down my feelings, thoughts and churn it into an article. Writing an article was nowhere in my schedule, especially devoting to them who have disturbed my sleep. Phew!!!
Anyway, here is the truth, I wake up early morning even on Sundays and I love to receive calls!
The contentment that one gets from sleeping late morning on Sunday is different; to be correct it is altogether a different feeling. It cannot be measured, or compared to any known feeling that the human race is exposed to. To this context I am not averse to it, I sleep like a horse on Sundays, and if possible I would sleep the whole day. As much, I hate to be disturbed by any known or unknown call I get before 10 a.m. on Sundays. However, yesterday, from the couple of calls that I received from my Bishnupriya Manipuri friends in Delhi, at that odd hour, it not only blown my impatient lid (the first reaction that I perceived), it turned me to think, ponder deep inside, as our conversation started rolling, the struggle they are putting up to change their course of life. It is something that has prompted to jot down my feelings.Surely, they cannot be said successful, after all the word "success" itself is relative, what success mean for one, may not hold the same meaning for the other person. Moreover, to our standard definition of success, it will not be correct to say: they are successful persons. But, they are striving for it.
Their strive, their desire to excel in their respective fields, is what that comes as inspiration, at least for many, especially people like me whose body clock on Sundays stops ticking!
I knew, the effort that they were pouring in, but for the sake of continuing the call rolling, our conversations got transformed into what's-happening-in-your-life mode. From the information that I started collating from that mode, if it had awestricken me, also it had soothed me. Knowing, our future is bright if such sacrifices are done and if it is followed by everyone.
I came to know, how they are pushing their limit, every time their body and mental tiredness says NO. They confidently say: there is still abundant energy left, dear "Rishikesh". I have a dream, and I will hunt it.
Their clarity about life, about their work and dreams, are clear like crystal. They want expansion in their horizon of present involvement.
At the end, if something that I have concluded from couple of conversations I had with my Bishnupriya Manipuri friends, which I loathe at first when I received their call, is that I must scribble down my feelings, thoughts and churn it into an article. Writing an article was nowhere in my schedule, especially devoting to them who have disturbed my sleep. Phew!!!
Anyway, here is the truth, I wake up early morning even on Sundays and I love to receive calls!
I guess Sunday Mornings won't be the same for those who read this article...Sunday is also an imp part of life...We should not sleep through 1 out of 7 days of our life...We are wasting 14% of our time only on Sundays...That's a huge thing...
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ReplyDeleteHeck! what a jolt. I don't remember any Sundays. I wonder how the world looks like; I hope the sky does not come in a crimson hue; the world sure has bagful of tricks when my deep slumber is due. Blame it on my late night weekend splurge on swigs of wine, revelry and dance, I hit the bed as if I am on deep trance all the while dreaming, drooling and snoring till Monday morning. Now that you have riddled me with guilty pangs, I resolve to get drunk on Sunday mornings than on weekends.
ReplyDeleteSunday...wao I love sunday bcoz on sunday no office, no work etc etc only rest.On Sunday I use to sleep, i think upto 10 o'clock and most importantly on this day you feel very free........Anyway great article bcoz you have covered everyone's feeling and also how do you feel on this day while sleeping... and someone use to disturb you by calling or by anything else...
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