One Year After Retirement : A Comedy of Freedoms
It’s been twelve months since I waved goodbye to deadlines, meetings, and the mysterious office printer that jammed only when I used it. In the days approaching my last day, my colleagues, friends and acquaintances used to ask me of my plans post retirement. I was actually looking forward to life where I did not want to make any plans, but I had to give a stock answer to all because they wished well. Retirement, I’ve learned, is not a peaceful stroll into the sunset but a delightful circus of small surprises, new hobbies, and the occasional existential crisis triggered by a missing TV remote or home broadband not working. So I decided to put to words my thoughts on the year I spent after retirement! Here it is complete with laughter, revelations, and a few questionable lifestyle choices ЁЯШГ The Maid Chronicles Ah, the maid (our рдмाрдИ ЁЯЩП). In my working years, her late arrival was a minor irritation, like a mosquito buzzing near your ear. Now, it’s the central plot of my daily so...