Habit

Human beings are creatures of habit and it’s amazing the kind of things they could get used to.
I wasn’t much of a ‘long drive –person’, thanks to my dad who spoilt me with a long drive every single day from home to office…really miss that on the weekends…it would be an overkill on the word miss but I really do, u know.

Its not just the drive.….infact it’s what I call life’s little moments starting on our way through LBS marg to the Highway, the fluorescent orange globe rising over a hazy skyline [I miss that on weekends coz I rise only after the sun], the illusive rainbow in the fountain of the Johnson and Johnson lawns [u’ll miss it if u blink], a little later a tree that is completely covered with creepers and climbing plants [looks quite ornamental], a deserted mall [absolutely detest visiting it on weekends]and Polaroid’s for the eyes once we hit the highway and ofcourse some good music if not the radio then its always a favorite CD….what a way to start the day..…but this is only the beginning….the drive is incomplete unless the fastest lap in my dad’s grand prix run has been interrupted by the “machars” [that’s how he refers to the rickshawalas] and the drive still continues… with many more expletives…through a sea of traffic.
Once in office, it’s the warm smile of our security guard, some coffee, the newspaper, a bunch of friends, in the meanwhile also logging into G-chat even before I start Outlook…a few warm “hi’s, hello’s, good morning’s” from regular friends are all just sufficient to kick start a long day at work…..
Needless to say, if I do, incase I do miss out on any 1 of the above things …my day is incomplete…so much out of  habit…can’t help it though.