Combating Monday Blues
Everyone hates going to work on a Monday morning unless you work on Sundays too and vent out all your frustration on your way to work while your neighbour sits pretty in his garden enjoying his quaint Sunday tea session. I belong to the former category and suffer chronically from my Monday morning blues.
I left my house last Monday, angry with the world or time maybe, as my mind refused to switch to the “work mode”. I have to travel a good 15 kms to reach my office in Koregaon Park which leaves me at least 40 mins to ponder over my life in general. On that day I had made up mind to find the cause behind my Monday morning hostility and I guess that was enough to tempt the Gods.
As I hit the road, I looked around to notice all the sullen faces around me. It seemed like every single one of them was just as frustrated as me that the sun had decided to shine again to herald the start of another long week. I had always wondered why commuters were more prone to pulling out their swords and daggers at the slightest and mostly unintentional provocation at the start of the week. Well, it all made sense now.
The highlight of the Monday morning rush is the cacophony of profanity which hits your ears from every possible direction. And for some weird reason, I had to stop at every pair of lights that morning. So needless to say my vocabulary improved drastically when it comes to innovative and poignant curse words.
Things got worse when I hit the chawk right after Pune Station-one of the busiest intersections in Pune during peak hours, to be stopped by a police constable. It looked like some “VVIP” had decided to grace the city with his presence. So, amidst the honking horns and revving engines, I waited to let our man’s tinted car pass by. Just at that opportune moment the heavens opened up to shower their blessings on the one day I decided not to wear my rain jacket. The beautiful sunshine that woke me up had deceived me that the Rain Gods were on strike that morning.
After ten good mins, the minister’s car finally passed by us and I was allowed to continue my rain-drenched journey to office. I guess I should call it a bumper-to-bumper race as we commuters were left to reap the benefits of the minister’s dedication to take a late morning walk.
As I parked my bike in the parking lot of my office I realised that it had taken me an hour and fifteen minutes to cover those fifteen odd kilometres. So the moral of the story is never try to decode why you are so cranky on a Monday morning. It is better just to warn your colleagues that they run the risk of unleashing hell if they decide to tick you off on that particular day.
More articles by Sagar Sheldekar
- Restaurant review- Asian Melange - January 8th, 2010
- New Year Blues - December 19th, 2009
- “The Great Helmet Debate”- A No Brainer - December 12th, 2009
- Malshej Waterfall 1200' Rappelling Camp (October 39th Week 2009) - October 15th, 2009
- MindSpark - CoEP's Tech-Fest (October 38th Week 2009) - October 8th, 2009
