Ashu rolled his eyes and shut the laptop. He will deal with the email tomorrow. He took his bag and got up to leave. As he approached the exit he turned back and glanced at all the empty cubicles. He gave a sigh and thought “I’ll be back here again tomorrow, just like yesterday and the day before”. With that thought, he turned off the light and left.
In the main lobby, Ashu gave a polite nod to the nightshift watchman who greeted him with a cheerful smile and an enthusiastic “Goodnight sir”. He couldn’t help but wonder what kept this man so motivated when his job basically required him to stay glued to a chair and stay awake the entire night, nothing to do but stare aimlessly at the quiet street. He felt a twinge of happiness seeing the guard being so cheerful. He opened his phone and booked himself a cab that would take him home.
As he saw the guard take his designated spot the spark of happiness fizzled out as quickly as it had ignited. “How could I feel more privileged than him when essentially we both do the same thing. We both are obligated to stay glued to a seat until it’s time for us to go. My routine is so dull, 7 AM the usual morning line up, start on the household chores and rattle in an overcrowded bus to reach the office. Work on some pending assignments and by then it’s 10 am.
The day goes by in drinking coffee, resolving client tickets, patching codes and in fantasizing about when my life will begin. Meetings and discussions and presentations. Working with colleagues mixed with a bit of humor. And I keep wondering, When will my life begin?” Ashu let out an audible sigh and thought, “Tomorrow morning my salary will be credited just like it does every month. It’s this safety net that keeps me anchored to these four walls. I wonder if I will ever have the courage to leave the comfort of this safety net and venture into unknown opportunities which are risky but which also have limitless possibilities.” He was brought back from his thoughts by his mobile notifying him his Uber had arrived. He left the building and boarded his car. As customary, he started browsing his phone, scrolling through social media without any particular interest. He then noticed the red email notification icon at the top of the screen. It was the email he had ignored earlier. His finger hovered above the icon wondering whether he should open it.
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Should Ashu open the email?