Life is all about waiting. When you are in for the long haul, you have to wait all the more. We wait nine months to take birth, spend years in school to become fit to step in the adult world, spend years slogging away under sadistic bosses waiting for our due.
Waiting rooms are second nature to us. The reception foyer of the office where you will be interviewed and pronounced suitable or not, the waiting room at the dentist’s office where the fate of your teeth lies in balance, waiting for the much-awaited ‘I Do’, the interminable and pointless waiting at the railway station, the bus stop and the airport…and eventually waiting for the doctor to diagnose you and pronounce a life or death sentence. Life is indeed a chain of waiting rooms, from one event to the next, from life to death.