Gyaan (Excruciatingly boring, i know)

Another short note before i scoot off to bed.

The old man & I had a bit of meeting at around 8 pm, just before leaving the plant to come back home.

Just as we were leaving he mentioned about how bad he felt about making me resort to such a 'boring, monotonous, joyless' (all his words) lifestyle* so early in life etc.

While it does not matter how things turn out eventually his funda is that parents always try hard to make sure that their kids do not have to work as hard as them or suffer through particularly bad things that they, without having the choice, had to endure.

(*For the last fortnight ive skipped gym most days, up early doing emails until 8:30 then scooting off to plant and not coming back until atleast 8 pm. Ive worked every sunday, as far as i can remember when in Madurai. Tedious visitors mostly. I am glad he noticed :x)

The old man of course does not realize how selfish his offspring can be - and what probably makes me tolerate such a regimen is self interest, more than anything else. No larger truths or other sentiments.

Now to the point:

There IS something that peeves me. Day in day out.

I must, with maniacal obsession, make sure that all this skull-fucking drudgery (no less, i assure you) pays back in the end. I will NEVER work with chickenshit customers, not make arse numbing commodity products or waste time talking to/about projects without potential.

I should frame this up (expletives removed, of course) and hang it at the workspot.