My combat with locks and keys

Here is a story of what happens when you lock your brain and throw its key into the lake and start playing with simple things like locks and keys.

Lets see...how difficult is it to take out mail from your mailbox that opens with a key?
Doesn't sound that difficult eh?? But here I am..I put the key into the key-hole. Take my mail out, which ain't a happy experience. All you get is bills. Alright, step 2 done.

Step 3: Close the door and turn the key.
Result: The key turns BUT it refuses to come out of the key-hole.

Being left-handed, I thought, oh I might not be turning it right with the Right hand...Let's switch hands. I did.
Now the key turns vertically, then clockwise and now anti-clockwise...How about along the Z axis ? Noway! It likes the 2-dimensional plane.
Now I place the mail on the top of the mailbox. With one palm on the door, I push the door in and the key out. Results in the negative.
All kinds of sounds emanate from the metal mailbox. Seems like am breaking into someone's mailbox. Why would I do that? I have enough my own bills to pay. I don't want anyone else's bill.

A neighbor passes by. Gives me a sweet smile and doesn't even ask - May I help you? I Smile back with a BIG forced on grin.. Oh am totally fine kinda looks surface on my visage dotted with drops of sweat across my forehead.

Ok, enough of fighting with the key, I decided to return to my apartment, make dinner and watch TV. I cook, eat and watch TV at a speed unknown to me. My key is still in the lock...Damn who would bother at this hour in the night. What if someone knocks my door at an excuse and tries to kill me. How can a small key send a fury of baseless thoughts pass my head.

Oh am loving Seinfeld..yet that KEY...
So after a good one hour break, I return to the battlefield. All cooled down after being in the AC. THe fuel replenished in my system with the good dinner. Time to fight back. Not giving up runs in my blood..I could no way give up on this darn key.

So here I am again at the mailbox. I turn it clockwise, then anti-clockwise...no that doesn't work, lets try clockwise again and now outwards. No luck with one hand.

Let try both hands. Ok one hand on the door, now pull it out with the other. With half my body turned into forcefuly pushing the door in and other pulling the key out - it was a classic scene of a kid's hand stuck inside jar full of candies and trying to get the hand out with the fist-full of candies.

ok...it was only 5mins and it felt like 30. shoulders drooping, me muttering to myself nad talking to the mailbox. Still no luck!

So finally Miss Never Give up, Gives UP and QUITS.

Come next day...I draw the mail from the open mailbox with the key still in it. I wonder what the Mail man thought about the key.
Forget the key now, it's a nice relaxing evening. I just finished watching some more crap on TV.
Time to go to bed. But how can i do that until I dutifully check my Orkut and emails before hitting the sack. So I make myself comfortable on my bed, open my notebook and wait for the super slow OS to power up.
And where do my eyes fall upon. This brand new Notebook lock, that I had for 2 years and nevr used it.. Aha, lets see how it works.
"Oh I see this little notch on the side of the notebook.", I say to myself. "Let me see if this T shaped end to the lock fits in there" Damn it did. Good gracious, this is cool. Why hadn't I tried before. It clicks and sets Right In.

But what, how does it come out...Once again, in half my sleep, didn't bother to even look at the no. combination it was at before I turned the rings in all possible directions trying to get it out.
Wow...Once again I would say, I love to "create" work for myself.

Don't I have enough already on my plate. Great. So what if I have a lock suspended from the side of my notebook. Who cares, who notices?

enough of fighting with them..I need a break...I need another vacation already....hehe

“Uncertainty and mystery are energies of life. Don't let them scare you unduly, for they keep boredom at bay and spark creativity.”

Uncertainties….oh well… ain’t life full of it? Would life be much easier if we knew what was coming our way? But then where will all the excitement be if we knew all the time what’s up next. It would be dull and mundane being already aware of when you wake up every morning what the coming day has in store for you.

I guess that’s why people say – Life surprises us all the time!

Well we do have control of the events in our daily life to the extent of our work schedules, attending meetings, classes, taking kids to school blah blah….but what happens when bigger decisions have to be made. Say I wanna switch jobs, relocate, go for higher studies or find a job, marry and settle down and the list continues?

As far as I have lived my life, there is one thing I have learned – no matter how much you plan out your life, things quite the contrary happen almost all the time. Then you begin to wonder, did I ever want this? Nevertheless it has happened so let’s deal with it. And so you go on with each day…until one fine day you sit down with yourself and reminisce - did it all happen for a good reason? May be or may be not! On what basis do I decide, there will be many variables and conditions…

R. I. Fitzhenry has aptly summarized that the very essence of an eventful life is its property to be filled with many uncertainties.

“Uncertainty and mystery are energies of life. Don't let them scare you unduly, for they keep boredom at bay and spark creativity.”

On this note I might add that may be at the end of the day, we could probably take a pick for ourselves to see the glass as half full or half empty.