IT'S NEVER TOO LATE, YOU SEE

“Man starts all over again every day, in spite of all he knows, against all he knows.” Emil Cioran S omeone has said, “Every day may not be a good day; but, there is something good in every day.” This morning, this statement came back to me with a fresh meaning. I had gone off to bed quite early, last night… at 9, to be precise. Surprisingly, I slept well and slept long only to be woken up at about 7.10, this morning! My first reaction on opening my eyes was, “Oh my God! I am late!” I was late from my usual standards. I had to reach my work place at 8, when my first batch of students was expected. I had to hurry up… Do everything with a frantic speed… Shave, shower, tea, breakfast, packing up my tiffin… everything. Meanwhile, my wife was getting ready to leave home to join her Yoga session at 7.30 (in our own complex). Thus, I had to deal with my situation myself… “I am late,” my wife heard me complain. “Don’t say ‘I am late today’, say ‘I slept well last night’… S...