Hibernating again

All my bags are packed
Im ready to go
Im standin here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin
Its early morn
The taxis waitin
Hes blowin his horn
Already Im so lonesome
I could die

Thats "leaving on a jet plane" by John Denver in Rhymes & Reasons. First thanks to Gopal to get me this play list in less than a day and sending it across. Its such a awesome collection of few of our favorite number. But yeah I would again go for an unplanned hibernation. :) My grace period is up. Its actual owners needed it back. Got to return the spare mobile and hold my peace for sometime. Now that I hate Motorola, what buggy code the engineer had accepted to ship. :( Next pit stop is Nokia for sure, but not sure when. But yeah, thanks Big Beautiful Fish. It was one roller coaster ride and I say "Thank You". Only regret is that wished I could backup, din have a choice. Flushing them! Still I have my old online phone list to help me out. Scheduling post for daylight...

Balancing Act

Its early sunshine. Humm get out of the bed with the least interest. Brush up and get ready for you cab/auto/bike etc. Once you reach your office, coffee/breakfast/fresh juice go to your cubicle. Switch on that same old PC you have spending more time with than anyone else. Now phone calls/meetings/coding that makes your neurons work than anytime before. Next is what you call that a Lunch some cucumber/carrot/rice/chapathi's. Then continue impulsing your neurons and get brain drained by the end of the day. You return home without dropping a sweat from your body, but more tired than an athlete. Switch off your light and get back to bed.

The above is put into and iterative loop, until you exhaust. In between all these, suddenly your mobile rings with a nice polyphonic ring tone. You look at the display it says "Home Calling..." Now you remember them. As usual say the same old dialog "hi mom, tell me...". you tend to spend more time with a mobiles customer care number than you spend on this "Home Calling..." number. Like wise we miss many, our dear most friend whose name remains deep in the heart. A sudden mail pop at the right bottom of the screen saying "Mail from XYZ". Our elders in the family, pets, lots and lots.

So start the "Balancing Act". We don realize it until the time is up!