I’m sitting at Barber shop.
“Saar, please sit here” Shaamu spoke in his broken English.
I sat on the chair and told him to give me hair massage using Navratna oil.
I closed my eyes.
Shaamu starts pouring hair oil into my head. It brought coolness to my head.
“Thup Thup”. He starts massaging by pressing my head with his fingers.
I start feeling good and suddenly I’m lost in my own thoughts.
Shamu fingers start doing magic.
“Thup Thup” – he presses harder
A series of thoughts start occurring – “What I am doing with my life?”
“Thup Thup” he presses even harder.
“I did engineering to do a work which a 16 year old kid can do it. sshhhhhhitttt, I need to do something constructive with my life”.
More blood starts flowing in my brain when Shamu starts massaging with more oil.
“I need to switch, I need more salary”
Shamu starts massaging using a machine.
He rubs the machine over my neck and over my back.
“Damn, What will happen after the switch. I will do the same work. I should do an MBA”
Shamu starts pressing my back and shoulders. Now he twists my neck.
Shamu knows which point to press.
I feel lighter and fresher.
He asks me to open my eyes.
I walk out of the shop with optimism, hope and a clear future plan.
I reach home and sleep zzzzzzzzzz.
Minutes pass away,
Hours pass away,
Days pass away
Months pass away,
I do nothing but compromise with my life and my dreams.