My evening coffee

I was standing in my office terrace sipping my evening coffee when it flashed me.

Standing on my office terrace, as I look down, I can see the city rushing to their destinations, on the flyover below. I hear the horns honking, vehicles trying to overtake each other, each one in more hurry than the other, pedestrians waiting for the vehicles and vehicles waiting for the pedestrians. This is our life today…everyone is in a hurry, there is no time to stand and stare. Life has become so easy so convenient but still we are in a hurry. My parents are so proud of me…my father speaks to his friends, with his head held high…”My daughter earns more than me” , We have money, lots of it for our age…but where is the time to spend them. The amount of money I draw per month is almost double of the no. of years I have spent on this planet…money comes flowing in and peace goes out of the window…because I am always in a hurry. When I see these people on the roads hurrying, I feel this void in my life. These running people symbolize my life. They remind me of my failures. They remind me of all those times when I was busy hurrying into things in my life, while something more important got neglected. They remind me when things just went on and I couldn’t control them. They remind me of those times, when I knew what is going on was wrong, but I could do nothing to stop them from happening, I just sat like a silent spectator and watched it all. They remind of all those weak moments when I couldn’t be strong enough to control things and change them my way. They remind me of people who went away from me and I could do nothing but to let them go. They remind me of all those people who were once my closest friends but we have lost track of each other since we are all hurrying like this.

We are rich enough and so are others. We earn more so we spend more…so the shopping centers and malls earn more. We can afford lavish food and…so restaurants earn a lot. Luxurious food and no exercise land us easily to bad health…and hence doctors earn a lot. We gain health easily and hence these slimming centers earn a lot. So basically we are rich and we make other people richer.
Life has become so much simpler these days.
You don’t even have to climb stairs, you have escalators, but that really simplify life….It doesn’t rather it complicates it with health problems.
I can keep in touch with my nursery school friends through orkut and chatting sites, they are just a phone/skype call away but I am ignorant who stays in my neighborhood. Isn’t that ironical!!?
My friends say I am so successful today, but my parents stay alone today since I am in a far off place celebrating my so called success, while they are alone craving for their daughter, watching her grow only in photographs.

So where am I heading to?
A life, where in the controlling factor is not money, its time. We have money to buy all the happiness under the sun, but no time to explore them. I keep wondering, is this the life I always wanted. Is this what my definition of success is? Am I really a happy and successful person? These questions flash me and go unanswered since I have finished my coffee now and I need to rush back to work.