Good Morning Richmond!!

Ever wonder what each day brings to you; the purpose of waking up in the morning. The familiar buzz of the alarm clock wakes you up precisely the time when you want to sleep more. It’s the mechanical device that has taken over the morning cock-a-doodle-doo. Humans are not the only ones feeling the brunt of layoffs.

Its bright outside as the day light time is adjusted. The bed is warm and cozy while I dread getting out. Nothing around me has moved over the night. The books lie beside my pillow, the cell phone blinks red with few new messages, the pair of jeans lean on the chair while the guitar is still resting on the corner of the bed. I check the clock again to confirm the time. It is 7:35 a.m. and time for me to push myself out of the bed.

I get the most innovative ideas in the toilet. It’s a place where you are cut off from the world. With closed eyes and clear mind, my thoughts travel from one part of the world to the other corners of the galaxy; the topics range from clothes for work to eradicating world hunger. The hot shower wakes me from my thought process and brings me back to today. Yes, today is an important meeting at work and I need to prepare for it.

It is 8:05 a.m. and I still have few more minutes before heading out. I dress myself; most of the times the clothes are not those that I had decided in the toilet. But, who cares? A frantic search for the other pair of the socks ends up messing the closet. I can hear cars outside as my neighbors leave their home. And here I stand with 1 sock in my hand still not feeling my best and ready to welcome couple of hours of sleep. With no choice, I pack my laptop bag, pick up the cell phone and rush downstairs. The pair of socks is now stuffed in my pant pocket. I always wonder about my sequence of operation wearing shoes. It has been the same steps for the last 15+ years; right foot sock, left foot sock, left foot shoe and then finally right foot shoe. I think every person has the similar sequence in wearing shoe, dressing up and even wiping the body after taking shower. It is routine.

Wallet, watch and keys are the final pick ups before heading out. A cool breeze hits me as I open the door. It is sunny and crisp. I look at my car that has been standing out all night and is now bathe in morning dew. Couple of starts and the engine is roaring. It is very cold inside the car and I cannot hold on to the steering wheel. With numb fingers I change the gear and swirl my car around the cul-de-sac.

My next stop is Starbucks. Grande coffee is what I need as a replacement for the couple of extra hours of sleep. The dose of caffeine shoots up to my brain, flows through my blood vessels and screams “Wake Up!!! Harish”. It’s a jump start to a new day.

I feel all this every single morning and I thank it every single day. I get out of my bed, rush out of my house and walk out of the shop with the cup of coffee as I wish, “Good Morning Richmond!!”