It often comes to my mind to scrap my thoughts. I used to do it when I was upset. But jotting them is an effort and moreover it takes time and loads of patience. I prefer speaking it out to some dear friend or just to my other twin (I am a Gemini and I have other twin or rather twins). Scrambling with words is also a thing of past. I hardly ever get to use my pen now. Scrambling with pieces of code is in. No pens and pads…just keyboard and the mouse.
There hardly is anything new in life. I am now subjected to daily routine. Get up, go for a walk if it early enough, take bath and reach office, check mails, sip coffee, start work, have lunch, work, sip coffee, work, come back, pull in rotis and push them in and sleep. That hardly leaves a chance to bring a change anyplace. I don’t know why, but I continuously crave for change. I am always in a ‘am bored yaar’ state until and unless I don’t have anything to keep my mind occupied. More than my body, my mind needs exercise. To keep it fit, I have to supplement it with some mind blowing act. There are times, when it is confused, baffled at the smallest things happening, sour and sad about the people around. I know everyone faces this. Only difference, I think is that, I face it bit too often. One moment I am happy, then something makes me sad, then the next moment I find something interesting and I am happy again. The frequency and abruptness of these spells, makes people call me moody. This is the time; I know my mind is tired. It needs rest, its own form of rest. It means I don’t like any activity around to distract it. It likes to sit quiet and reflect back over what is happening and what has happened, to check whether everything is going right. It is in these moments that I chalk my path into the future.
There hardly is anything new in life. I am now subjected to daily routine. Get up, go for a walk if it early enough, take bath and reach office, check mails, sip coffee, start work, have lunch, work, sip coffee, work, come back, pull in rotis and push them in and sleep. That hardly leaves a chance to bring a change anyplace. I don’t know why, but I continuously crave for change. I am always in a ‘am bored yaar’ state until and unless I don’t have anything to keep my mind occupied. More than my body, my mind needs exercise. To keep it fit, I have to supplement it with some mind blowing act. There are times, when it is confused, baffled at the smallest things happening, sour and sad about the people around. I know everyone faces this. Only difference, I think is that, I face it bit too often. One moment I am happy, then something makes me sad, then the next moment I find something interesting and I am happy again. The frequency and abruptness of these spells, makes people call me moody. This is the time; I know my mind is tired. It needs rest, its own form of rest. It means I don’t like any activity around to distract it. It likes to sit quiet and reflect back over what is happening and what has happened, to check whether everything is going right. It is in these moments that I chalk my path into the future.
