the monotony of life

every morning, as i wait for a 600 or a 365, wearing a light blue tag, along with so many others with so many other tags, i wonder what the companies we work for wud do, if on some random day, we suddenly decide v can do better for ourselves being ourselves than someone else's remote controlled robots.

after gettin into the bus, the conductor doesn even ask my destination! he just needs 2 look at my tag to determine it. basically, most of those who board r provided with the same courtesies. what "I" make of it, will determine my future n wat "YOU" make of it, will determine yours.

the conversion from kid to machine has been drastic. may be, given the choice of getting to do the kind of work i wanted to do, the 'conversion' wudv been replaced by 'transition' or 'transformation' and 'machine' wudv been replaced by 'responsible human'. nevertheless, i do understand that i need to do sufficient justice to the place i am in and hence make an effort each day to make it seem like a 'transition'. having said this, i don't know how many others travellin with me r in the same boat as me.

day in and day out, v see ppl, diversity among different kinds of ppl; in short, life itself. as i think about my situation from a different angle, i realize that life is about challenges; challenges r about livin in n survivin the unexpected/ unwanted/ un-this/ un-that. so i attempt to smile... a feeble one but yes, i make an attempt n somehow, i regain the energy to live thru the day until i again wait at the end of the day for yet another 600 or 365 to take me bak home.