“So you work at night?” Exclaimed the old lady I met today. People in Kerala are not still familiar with the jobs after sunset. There are a percentage of folks who think work time is always 10am to 5pm. Sleeping after 12 am and waking up late in the morning are many times considered as bad habits especially for females. As a lady, I had to hear comments like you must try for a job at daytime and so on. Interesting thing is that these are said by woman mainly.
If you ask me, I love my job starting from dusk till midnight. I could roam around at daytime and attend functions nearby without wasting leave. I have started reading again as I am free once sun rise.
When I get into buses in the evening, I’d find tired and exhausted travelers way back to their houses. I’ll be fresh with all make-up. Once I reach the newspaper office, time flies. There is no time to admire the color combination that sun create while disappearing or how bright the moon is! Only breaks are ‘canteen hours’ where all will be busy eating and also discussing personal topics.
Once the flow of news stop and the page is done, we’d again have a tea to relax. While we reach back, first edition will be out. After a peep through the paper, we’d get down. Cars would be ready to pick the lady journalists as night is supposed to be a scary time for us to travel.
We would be dropped at our door steps. Those busy streets of the city in the evening will be empty and silent at night except a few beggars curling up in the footpath, huge lorries with heavy goods or some freaky guys dashing off at high speeds in bikes. Many have said they have found prostitutes waiting for ‘customers’ although luckily I haven’t seen. Life would be fun inside pubs and luxury houses but certainly not in streets.
As the car stops at my gate, I would get down and look around closely because it is the only time where I’d see night all alone. Sometimes rain accompanies me till the house. Now it’s a transition time from winter to summer. I could see cats and dogs roaming around. Above all that, the enchanting fragrance of jasmine! Although I am not a great fan of that flower, its aroma makes me crazy now. Before I close my door, I’d stare at the sky to see moon looking lovingly at pole star. Thoughts at night would go wild and emotional. Let me go and have a nap before I start today’s work.