The night

I am standing in my balcony in the night when everyone is fast asleep, looking at the partially clear skies and looking forward thinking..

My day starts at early in the morning, getting ready to another day's of work or life or ..whatever or however that can be represented..the morning's sweet little tensions arising with my folks at home ..time ticking away..might be late..somehow getting packed up..dropping my folks off, and getting back to work..the day starts finally..as i see from company's perspective..the morning's so called meetings, discussing things that needs to be done..not everyone is clear..but some are..getting to pack your brain somehow...starting work..fast forward..noon..lunch time..talking about various so called important things..killing time the fun way..at times pretty intense discussions..pushing to one hour limit so you can get back to what was left over..i mean what we had to accomplish..getting into fast paced mode..those head banging tones within the brain when you think you have made a silly miss that took some time to figure out..another fast forward..its time to go home..the second round of work..with little pressure..at times it doesn't happen that way..finally time for good night's sleep..

And i come to the same place..similar time..similar situation..where it all started...trying to think ..what the heck am i doing ...or what are we all doing..