This word keeps on popping in my head for the last few weeks. I always enjoyed my work...But there was this phenomenon where i jus logged in few weeks back - Twitter. I usually carry out the activity to precise routine...you can call as a Machine probably on a mechanical framework. On job in time..work to the core...during the office hours, back to home..spend time in the garden and with my small little kutties. Then read some books before going to watch some movies almost regularly in the night and browse through the net before I sleep.
Well, always this seems to be my routine and when I am on tour, it still becomes more Mean. Sometimes I feel, have I become more Mean Machine. And finally, this phenomenon struck me. After inquisitive reading through multiple articles which finally made me to be part of this Twitterific world.
This is quite changing me. Coz, I am able to put my thought process as and when, I feel. And I started to follow people of varied nature and interests...thats quite interesting. From a Hive mind friend to a food enthusiast to a critique to a Enthusiasit to a cartoonist to a English spokesman to a book worm to a friend & lot of people and all their thoughts...jus shows me there's completely another world altogether. They live the moment and enjoy the life.
But, I also live every second and enjoy on my own terms but not of relativeness. This world seems slowly to penetrate in me. And I am getting slowly submerged. But this question again pops up - Why you have been a Mean machine?Because for me dreams are to be lived and to live those, I need to be a mean machine. However at what cost is the question popping up!!!!
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