Literary Thoughts of a Dragon Fly

  If the clock ever struck 5 , If the clock ever struck 5, I promise I would go home, The bus leaves at 6, but I promise I will go home, It’s a weary, long day and looking out of the window is my only solace, The little birds twittering around, squirrels running around, Oh but when the clock strikes one,  I can take an oath on the holy lord, then the clock doesn’t move, Between one to four, the world comes to a standstill, All you can hear slow humming of machines, the soft tapping sounds of keyboard, And a few day dreamers like me staring out of the window, There are many like me, I do feel that, We are a hidden tribe, who only want to escape work when the clock strikes 5, And its not that I dread work, I love work, It pays for my luxuries, But the constant chatting, calling, sounds, brings no peace to my little mind. A little nap should be allowed at work, I wonder why it is frowned upon, It is uncomfortable to sleep at a desk, while your colleagues are looming around, I am ...

This is how the conversation went between my friend and me in a washroom. Me- So i just completed  reading this book"50 Cups of Coffee" She :- Oh wow ! is it like "50 shades of grey ?" Me- Err..No The conversation continued with difference with literature and literotica & also how i tried to explain my friend the book "50 cups of coffee" was all about adventures of finding a groom via matrimonial site which definitely drew a blank stare from her, because she was experiencing marital and maternal bliss both. But such are conversations in the washroom. We sealed our never ending conversation to an elusive appointment of coffee date and of course why the bathroom tap doesn't work. Conversation between us female gender normally oscillate between these two topics. So when this enticing titled book came up for a review, i knew i had to read it. Reading just the introduction of the book made the decision only stronger. The book is a strin...