The journey began on a clear monsoon morning. It was an escape mission to balance work & life on the peak of the corona pandemic just a day before our home was declared quarantined.
Day 1
First day was about long drives which finished the day quickly but the evening, as usual, took its own time to be over.
Day 2
A visit to the city was planned on Sunday to fight the boredom, pass time etc. but rain gods were not in favor. It rained heavily almost till afternoon making it hard to go outside at all.
Day 3
Monday was exciting as I was to join the game of trades after the weekend break but still the fatigue of not going home for 2 days had begun knocking on my being. It was a very lonely day & it took ages to be over.
Day 4
Tuesday came out to be a busy day at work with visit to various distant locations & came to an easy end.
Day 5-6-7
So now a daily routine was in place in this isolation trip to work. I wake up around 5.30 as usual but instead of making my own tea & breakfast, I go to street vendor in the market & fetch tea in plastic bag. As there's not much to do after having bath at around 7.30 with hot water (Courtesy electric heating rod), I just surf internet on mobile & laptop till the shop opening time. The day goes very slowly except when we have to go in the far stations.
Evenings are the saddest part of the setting as your body, mind & soul demand relaxation, enjoyment & peace - all at once & you have nothing to offer.
Day 8
Visit to the city was planned on the Saturday on the pretext of delivering some document. The real target was to get my shaving kit & some good snacks for breakfast which was done successfully. Also, I set the stage for passing the Sunday in the city by leaving the bike in parking.
Day 10-14
The Sunday turned out to be not worth mentioning so I am skipping it. Anyway, the weekdays were just carbon copies of the days spent in the previous week - only that I had adjusted to the new setup & the days flew away too soon.
Day 15
Here was another Saturday for which I had planned a (very) long journey to home on my bike to spend weekend in the city i.e. visit malls, eat fast food, sleep in good bed etc etc. (There's nothing left in the etc part actually).
I think the journey was not supposed to end so soon as I encountered heavy rains on the way, almost as if the sky was crying to see me going home.
