Why I Want to Quit My Job

I don’t want to wake up with the alarm, run hurriedly to the office, write something, and get back to sleep to run the same tale tomorrow. Adoring the beauty of the moon for a couple of minutes while waiting for green in the traffic is not sufficient for me. I want to watch it, nightlong, watch it crawl from the east to west, tell it all my tales, and wake up watching it with the baby blue background in the morning. I could tell time by looking at the position of the moon. Life was beautiful with that.

I don’t want to ride past a new poster, a new building, a new set of people begging on the streets, in the rush of not getting too late to the office or in the tiredness of getting back home. I want to realize the new happenings in the city, I want to know where the people are from, where the tree on the roadside disappeared, and where the sparrow built its nest after the rain shattered its house. What is life without minding anything around you, and discussing national and international politics?

Taking a shower in the river every morning and basking alongside the paddy fields can be too much of desire, but bathing and drinking salty water and eating flavoured shit have become ordinary today. The restaurants and food houses offer special packages of zero nutrition. And the insta feeds and youtube reels are sheer stupidity that lack the sense of humour and wit. It is pathetic to see people who admired Nagesh and Crazy Mohan laughing at cheap memes and senseless comedy. 

The professional life ties me with the mobile and laptop all the time, right from the alarm, diet schedule, notifications, entertainment, education and what not. I am exhausted with these. I have been alone all my life, but I feel alone only when I started using my mobile.

And every errand of the day is networked to work life. Too much physical activity during weekends affects my weekdays in the office. Too much cinema on the weekends incinerates my eyes, which again affects my work cycle. Too much reading on the weekends affects my weekend cleaning and sleeping orders that again affect my work life. Plus, reading has a major disadvantage – it always gives you the steroid to unfetter yourself from the mundane life and get into real life, too much philosophies affect your mundanity and persuade you to quit your job.

If you are a working professional, you need to sacrifice your life, all of it, to fulfil your financial and professional needs. You will go far from reality and run a never-ending marathon. But what’s the point in it? You only live once, why waste it unknowingly living someone else’s life? How happy are you at work? Or are you waiting for the weekend every Monday morning?

If it is that tiring, it is time you reconsider your life-flow. You don’t have to do it, just because everybody is doing it. You don’t have to postpone your vacation just because you have some pending bills or not to miss your savings scheme. It’s okay to postpone a bill, it’s okay to save a little less. But it is not okay to miss your life. We only live once.