Perils of being jobless
An over exaggerated account of the thoughts and feelings of a girl (maybe a lady) on being jobless!!! Disclaimer: Not entirely personal Being jobless is being a ship without its sailor; a traveller without his compass in a wilderness; a child without its mother. Life becomes a clear mess; you can feel the clatter, a total chaos and an apocalypse. You feel that you become insignificant and your life gets stuck between your BMI and EMI. Hair falls, pimples peep, eyes turn baggy, your body goes berserk, prompting you always to binge whatever that is unhealthy under the sun. The tightfit clothes which you have successfully outgrown will laugh at you reminding you of days on which you took perfect selfies and groupies wearing them. The once overused and now unworn watch will look at you longingly to at least lift that from the congested shelf to save its dying battery. Your eventful exhausting days will turn meticulously monotonous where your only pastime is to surf your mo...