My week in bullet points

You know you’re in the wrong job when:

You waste all of Sunday dreading Monday morning.
You find nothing more drab than seeing an assembly line of cubicles with noses poked into computer screens.
You use your once fertile imagination to think of alternative professions (including bartender in a shack in Goa, primary school librarian, backstage person in a travelling drama troupe).
You are writing a pointless blog post at work when you can smell deadlines whizzing past.

But you know life’s good when:

Your mother and husband fight over who gets to take you to get your tooth extracted, and then both of them come anyway.
Your grandmother surprises you with her yummy parathas soaked in ghee sent through a friend because “you are working so hard in the office.”
A colleague you’re meeting for the first time in the elevator tells you what a lovely smile you have.
You have two back to back long weekends with one trip to the hills and the other to the forest. Woohooo !

Life’s good and Thank You God for the people that make it so

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