I realised that out of the given day i spend min 3.5 hours only travelling.i.e 3.5*5=17.5 hrs every week. Home and work and back and good old shuttle.Yes its my second home and the thane belapur road seems to be the place i am at most of the time. Yes Travel Kills! Imagine precious minutes of ones life are spent in idle road journey day after day,month after month,year after year.
Read in the papers the other day ways of killing time while one travels by road and I seem to have done it all.. Sleeping,chatting with collegues,listening to radio,catching up with friends,reading,eating etc etc...There is something called tolerance and I have surpassed the limits of it. there is nothin more to read or to talk or to listen or to sleep.We then started playing cards just like they do in local trains. Guess what I am bored of it too..
i have seen enough of hills and the greens and the water birds and the cars and the roads and the jams. I know i should be blessed to travel comfortably,like we know travel in mumbai doesnt come easy but alas! i would give anything to give it away.the enclosed spaces of the shuttle gives me a feeling of claustrophobia and the incessant chatter of the people around me makes me want to pull my hair out.
I read newspapers and catch up on atlas shrugged which i have been reading since ages but nothing seems to pacify my ever increasing frustration as each day passes.
I pass time idly by making my mind into a devil's workshop and engage it into a complex thought process. There are times i look crazy staring into infinity..
I have had enough of the office gossip, the world news, the jabbering of the RJ's and the polluting air outside. Its time I made a decision to shift residence,its time for a change!
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