My life has been a mixture of Work and Leisure. Business
and Pleasure. I cannot leave my office at the end of the day, and leave work. I
have to take work home. So I think work is my only companion these days.
By work, I don’t mean paperwork, but the duties that
I have to perform. Every time I glance out of my window, it is work related.
Every short forays I make outside the door of my house is work related. Every
telephonic conversation I make is work related. Every social media interaction
that I make is work related. Do I work or does work work me? …a very profound
question that I need to ask myself.
But I am not the sole one to feel this kind of
issues. Everyone feels the same. No one can ever leave work at workplace by 5
pm. They will always have to carry it home, sometimes on weekends, sometimes on
vacations. Such is the pressure of the 21st century.
So how do I balance it? I don’t. I simply go with
the flow. If I rest, I rust. So I don’t. There’s no compromise that I can make,
unless my employer gives me a long paid-vacation. Else I’m always on call.
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