The weekend rush

Nowadays, whenever there is a long weekend, there is a mad rush to leave the city. A traffic jam ensues in the morning on the Mumbai Pune express way. People either go to their second homes or to nearby resorts or rented bungalows at Lonavla or farmhouses nearby. When they reach their destination is anybody's guess. Then two days and nights of splurging money on food and drinks and what not and then back to the city on Sunday, ready and hopefully refreshed for another week of daily struggle.
Whereas I too crave to leave the town once in a while on such occasions, I equally cherish staying at home, doing things I like without the bother of time, reading and writing, playing harmonium, doing little things around the house. The absence of pressure of time is like you were choking all the time and suddenly received fresh air. Spending time aimlessly without plan gives me a great sense of freedom. I love being at home with nothing much to do.

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