Sometimes I feel we live just to work, except for a few days in a year from morning till night we are either doing work/business or preparing for it. We can get so consumed by our profession/work that we forget to realize that there is more to life than work, there never seems to be time to do all the good things we love or should I say we do not make the effort to take the time out because we are paranoid about getting left behind.

There was a phase in my career, when I would start work early and continue to work late till night. There were times when I had slogged for 24 hours at a stretch. I used to commute at odd hours, basically quite early in the morning and late in the night, the traffic was so less at that these times that I could literally close my eyes and drive. And I was in this phase for quite a few months, for some reason one day had to leave office early, i.e around 7PM in the evening. As I was about to pass through the front office, the gentlemen at the front office asked me if I had taken half day leave :). On my way to home I realised that I was struggling to drive because I was no longer comfortable driving in the rush hour traffic. I was feeling so strange, it felt like some vehicle around me would crash into me and I was so shaky and so conscious that instead of focusing on the road ahead am watching the vehicles around me. It made me wonder how I could feel so shaky in driving through this traffic, because it wasn't the first time I was driving during the rush hour. It wasn't hard for me to realize that I was out of touch not just with driving during normal hours but many other things. All I cared about during that phase was work, everything else had to wait or was given a pass. Fortunately things got a little saner after a while and I got back to my normal life.