There is an inertia in everything I do. For starters, when I get up in the morning, irrespective of the time I slept, I need 5 minutes more (more often than not 5 minutes here can be up to 30 minutes; depends whether it is a weekend or not). There is different kind of inertia when I comes to write blogs. It can always wait for 5 minutes more (more often than not 5 minutes here can be up to 6 months!). Does that mean that now that I am writing this post, I will tend to write it for a long time? Maybe not.
The inertia of rest is what is unbearable these days and dominates my life. The presence of inertia of motion has not yet been detected, though there is definite sense of yearning. There is lot of peace in doing nothing. I am trying to wonder aloud: what happened? Where was it that I went wrong? There used to be a time; where there was a need for 10 things to be done at one time, a need for anarchy. These things often included 10 chapters to be finished from 10 different subjects! Nowadays I have deadline, but I can't study. I have stopped seeing the awesomeness in random trivia. It does not interest me anymore, that the technical word for hiccups is singultus. Heck! why bother, I will never use it anyway.
This blog is now a therapeutic effort to revert back to normal; an effort to see awesomeness in totally random things again, an effort to get back that anarchy I used to call life :)
P.S. Gawd! I miss the hospital !
