When JOB means "Just On Bucks" to you

Every morning as the alarm of my phone rings and very reluctantly I get out of bed a sadist voice calls out from inside as if mocking - "Welcome to job life Nishant. You have had your days and a lots of them. It is time to payback." This has been happening for the last 3 months and the hangover still continues. It is the hangover of joblessness which had its seed in college. The most surprising part is, it is the joblessness that I miss the most from my college life. It is not as if I have been thrust with responsibilities, actually I am as jobless at office but the part that is lacking is freedom. Being under a constant scrutiny is what kills a part of me everyday at work.

College life never gives you a chance to realize the paradigm shift that is going to strike you. It is like going through a worm hole and landing into another universe altogether. You look around and you find a herd of aliens who resemble a lot to the fictitious zombies moving around mechanically as if they too have become a part of the machinery of the production plant. Following a fixed schedule, a fixed set of rules, being efficient is what life is all about for these creatures. Run before it is too late, run before you are also treated as one of those machines in the plant is what comes to the mind then! But I am still not sure whether I am running towards it or running away from it.