Hope everyone had a good Easter. Mine was great, especially the lunch at work.
Some of you know I am a cook and so I was working my Easter Sunday Lunch at the retirement home carving “honey and mustard roasted ham”. Now, the best part of working on a carving station is feeling the fun and energy in the room full of guests. It’s always been the best part of it, at least for me. While working for a hotel in Arizona I enjoyed Mariachi bands playing, mostly when I worked on a carving station. Yesterday I enjoyed live music. Music that was old school but great.
Now, in the middle of all this I took a pause just to look at every table in the room smiling and cheering. Everyone was happy enjoying the lunch. The best part was noticing most of the residents who are of course around 80 years old dancing to the beats on their way to grab the plate. Only group of people in the room not enjoying as much was the staff that was busy making this happen. Even they joined in the fun once they got in a smooth flow. There were so many thoughts rushing through my head in that single hour or two.
One way to look at this was, the “employees” who were not enjoying while making this happen. It reminded me of something similar to what trees do, they just give. They burn in the sun giving us the shadow; fruits and even rain eventually. It was these employees who were there working on Easter Sunday, so that these families can sit together and enjoy the lunch (thank you if one of those employees happen to read this). Honestly, for people who cook or serve; the holidays are toughest on them. It is the time when everyone else is on a vacation and they are working even more.
Another view was when I look at old folks dancing I was feeling the life and excitement still on the top at that age, while there are so many of us – the young ones who are just busy looking tensed; forgetting to smile; rushing in and out of apple store in the mall like machines. Our bodies are more energized than a body that has aged 80 years, yet we want to waste the energy running after money or buses instead. If you look around it is hard to find someone just lost in a moment. May be no one does it anymore?
The thinking continued again arguing my own thoughts that there is a possibility these retired folks are enjoying now, because they passed the phase we are in today. Possibly they were just as tensed and busy running around at our age? But now may be it is because they are close to “pack the bags and go home” they are realizing the fun part of life in every little moment passing by. If this is the truth then shall we learn from them and start finding life in every second or a minute? Or shall we wait till we get retired and old, to realize this ourselves; to make best out of the time that is left? How are we going to work this out? Where is all the excitement that we should be feeling while we are young? Is excitement only left, reserved for the clubs when we get drunk to the beats full of abusing lyrics? (You would agree to this if you think why “Raindrops keep falling on my head” is not as much fun anymore.)
Why can’t we be little more excited for things? Why are we excited when things are new to us and the excitement melts away with the time? One thing I always notice with people is when they have a job they are too excited and thankful. I guarantee something strange must be happening that makes them curse that same job 5 months down the line. We do not carry the same excitement thoroughly to what we do or what we have and we really need to figure this out now before it feels like too late.
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Have a lovely Monday (who am I kidding, right?)