Banality seeps in and even if we  put blinders of fake joy to hide its occurrence, it is there to stay. A silent minute in this everyday journey and we realize the uselessness of quite a few actions & reactions. Hours turn into days and days to years as the riggers continue and what is this for?

When questions haunt not because of lack of answers but because of their repetitiveness - it is really not that great a scenario yet we live with it. 

The air was murky - a different shade of mud and from the 18 the floor of the tall building, she could see a haze of dust settling below. Thank God for the cool breeze of air conditioning which worked non-stop and the ionized filters to keep the place the smelling fresh always. The new satin curtains gleamed with the orangy rays of the setting sun and when her hand clutched the crease of one of them, her new 5 carat ring sparkled with the kiss of light. He strode-in in his grey suit and planted a peck on her cheek."You are looking so lovely. My pretty wife what do you want." With a million dollar smile, she replied, " peace".  He shirked and a wave of anger traveled through his expressions. "Let's not start it again", was the rueful reply before the sound of blaring tv set took over the room. She stood still glancing at the sunset.
Something that preceded her every breathe and when he failed to register or respond to the words was put across in a sharp tone and clear words. " What 

TGIF

It's friday again and a spirit of enthusiasm engulfs me. The anticipation of a joyful ride and undisturbed sleep makes me swirl but what a farce!!! and then descends the SUNDAY eve. Isn't it simply amazing to see this hide and seek of cravings. The aching heart which has to pull a restless body from under the warm covers and then, an equally confused and lost mind which wonders what to do when there is no where to go. What a paradox ! A truth that we live with, a joy that we wish for and a fact that we run from.

Friday messages swarm the facebook page and the fwds junk up the message box but Friday has an appeal which is beyond all this wistful thinking. It has association with plans and games, frun and frolic, it has the switch on button to turn a workaholic into a clumsy couch potato and the a professional into an idiotic dancer !!! it becomes a turning point every week to churn or wake up that little monster inside us. And for the paraphernalia surrounding it - there ought to be an iota of truth in the statement " Thank God its Friday"