Tomorrow never comes

One morning I was reading the newspaper and one item was a little futuristic. It had photos of how things to come in the year 2020 would look. When I was a child people chose the year 2010 as a really futuristic year and how things would be drastically different in the year 2010. We are at 2007 and I still have two eyes and I hope my kids will too. A quick re-check in the mirror confirms that I am not growing any horns or becoming green in color. I just looked out on the street and I see humans the same way as they used to be back when I was a kid. Yes, we have a lot more channels to watch on TV, but we still buy DVDs of those old serials and continue to watch them. The new age year now happens to be 2020 and I am sure things will remain much the same way as they used to be and as they are. So all you kids will need to cram for those exams and complete your assignments. As a kid I used to hope for a “free economy” where I didn’t have to pass exams and I would get all the money starting from the year 2010. Well none of that is happening and I need to work and earn my money the legitimate way. Cheers to 2020.

The Perfect Clock

I might have put the readers of the post a little off-track with the subject. Did you folks read the subject and started thinking of those Swiss Watches? Or probably an atomic clock which does not miss a beat. If yes then sorry I am not talking about that. If the search engine results threw my post for the best clock in the world, I still think it is correct. I am not talking about Quartz or Diamonds here neither it is the latest Eco Drive that never requires a battery change.

I am referring to my pet Fluffy. Fluffy was (he is no more in physical form) a real time keeper. Every day just before the clock would strike four in the evening he would be right at my feet with my footwear in the fond hope that he would be taken out for a walk. He would look up at me with his head tilted at 45 degrees and wondering what can be more interesting than taking him for a walk. He would jump up and down to draw my attention from the books that I would have in my hand and expect me to notice him. If I didn’t he had an alarm a kind of Chronograph. Every couple of minutes he would let out a shrill bark. This would annoy anyone in the house to the extent that they would definitely volunteer to take him for a walk to just keep him quiet. He did this like clockwork 24/7 and 365 days a year except when he was ill.

Fluffy was smart and dumb at the same time. Irrespective of how heavy it rained outside, he would want to go out. I guess he really did not understand the concept of rain! I still miss those 4 O clocks when Fluffy would be most active and all excited. This was really the high point of the day for him. For many days after Fluffy passed away I would look at the clock when it struck four and wondered if Fluffy would get my Sandal and force me to take him for a walk. I wish he does. I would want to tell him that the walks were really interesting for me as well compared to those Engineering Mathematics or Cobol Text books.