Writing for the sake of writing

Today got up early.But conversation between Bill & NRN in the paper made me to sleep again.So had to run to bus stop to catch the 9 O clock bus. Was not in my proper mood today in the office. Not much work to do. Some 3 issues are still pending & I have to complete them before this weekend. Was saddened to read one mail in BB which was about contributing something towards a colleague's operation. According to company policy he can only get 2.5 lakhs.But the amount was coming to be 7.5 lakhs. I don't know why company can't go out of it's way to help it's employees during their time of need. It really hurts when you see one of the best work places to work behaving in such a rude way.Anyway life moves & companies also.So it is better not to expect :(
Got to go easrly today. Have my mgmt exam.s coming up this January.So have to study.

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2day was late to ofice. Had to bring vegetables for home.So had to go with Sahashanka. On the way got to see a man totally in a wretched conditions.Felt so bad looking at him.Is it some kind of punishments that god gives all or is it the kind of life we bring upon ourselves.Can't say as I am not a philosopher.Sometimes I feel like extending a helping hand. But don't know what happens when I reach office.Sitting inside the cubicle writing those codes, I feel great that I contributed somrthing to the buipliftment of the word. But is it the purpose of living.Sometimes I fel like leaving gthe job & going to a place where I won't have any identity & I wll be lost in theis world,but can't do that as parents & family are waiting for me at home. At the end it matters how much I could be of help to them. I don't know whather all these things that are written & told by saints are trace. Don't we have a responsibility to the people who did something to us.Then where is the point is leaving this all behind. I feel those people are great who living in this earthly things live like a saint. In that respect my ambition is to become like true human being.Avinash might have felt bad today,but can't help it.had to send the status to the bank otherwise Lakshmi my mgr. would have felt bad today as it was urgently reqd. Nothing more to write. Sitting in that dingy cubicle throughout the day I am feeling like I have lost all my creativity.Anyways nowdays I have become a big fan of sudoku. It takes my mind away from all these things that I am goin through.Got to go.Have to read for my exam.s also.

Nothing official about it

It has been 3 years since I joined my organisation.Same place,same system,same cubicle.Sometimes I feel like I am sitting at the back bench of a theater & the moments of life are being plyaed out on a stage in front of me.Don't know whether I am missing out something which is called change.