Joy to Sorrow

My joy doesn't last long; in fact, they don't come to me for real, and it keeps delaying on and on. Sometimes, those joys get replaced with sorrows, so nice. The ongoing month should have been the month of my relaxation, and on the contrary, it became one of the most stressful.

Over the past few months, my company was planning to move somewhere else, fortunately the final location was set near my home. Closer to mine but far from everyone else, so in a sense everyone was kinda upside down, but I was happy whether I wanted to showcase or not. Why wouldn't I be? In Dhaka, we do spend countless hours sitting in traffic jams, our precious time, as well as physically painful journeys. So whenever the mention of this transition would come, I would have been happy and the other sad, lol. They used to get angry with me in a funny way, in short, jealous.

So we are counting days, for the past three months it has been like, "Work is finished, we're gonna move next month." And guess what, this "next month" hasn't reached yet. The contractor who took the task to get the decorations done is delaying, and we are stuck in the loop as well.

As we all know, the clash of Iran-USA kinda created chaos throughout the whole world, especially when Asia is dependent on the energy and all that flows through the Strait of Hormuz, we are cooked. In general, Dhaka is a densely populated city, traffic jams are a daily occurrence, and the shortage of fuel and so kinda fuelded it.

"ᵂᵒʳᵈˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖⁱᶜˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ, ᵘⁿˡᵉˢˢ ᴵ ˢʰᵒᵘᵗᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉʸ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ!"

How? Vehicles are in a long-standing queue on the roads to fill their tanks. It's like, the fuel will start giving at 10.00 Am, people are on the line from 8.9 AM, a long queue that keeps increasing throughout the whole day. Out of 4 lanes, two get blocked just because of these refilling lines, and thus, the congestion on the roads is more than normal.

What's wrong with me? In the past, it used to take forty to fifty minutes for me to reach or return from the office. I was hoping for five minutes of distance after the shift to the new office. Instead of that, the current situation has worsened my condition; now it takes one and a half hours of time to reach or to return.

So where I was dreaming of reducing, I got slapped by the worsened situation. That's what I was saying, my joyous moment lasts long nor comes to me, instead they oftentimes backfire on me like now.