Jumping out of bed

Friday is a happy day.

Once I get over the traffic that is.

Today was exhausting as usual. As much as I love Delhi in the rains, I just can't tolerate another bumpy ride back home. My favorite way to wile away time till mumma get dinner ready is to catch up on all the recorded movies.

That is when I decided to watch 'Julie & Julia' for the n th time. I absolutely love the film, cracks me up every single time. But more importantly it really fills me with hope every time I watch it. Hoping that someday, I too will find something that I absolutely love to do. And it is best articulated by Julia Child, describing her cooking classes - "I can't wait to get up every morning. I literally jump out of bed."

I can't wait to feel that way. Mumma tells me it'll come to me on its own. Yet I know I have to start looking. I don't hate the corporate world but I know there's something else out there for me. I just haven't managed to put my finger on it yet. I've been moping for the last two months, complaining about the corporate life, telling all and sundry that I was doing just about ok.

But now I'm putting a stop to that.

I know I need a deadline. I'd originally thought a year should be enough. But I've been working for four months and time really has flown. Maybe purpose doesn't reveal itself just because one has a methodical approach to finding it. I have no other way I guess.

So I'm going to start by making a list of everything that pops into my head and hopefully, I'll find something I'll jump out of bed for every morning.

Amen.