...no sleep.
After a considerable trial, I decided to sit up and start writing. This seems to have become a habit for me. Sometimes the energy flow is such that I can't waste it and sleep tight. Too many things on my mind - and the worst part is they bloody stay. They come to my mind to stay put - as if I invited them, as if they had nothing else to do, as if my mind was some junkyard, as if I intended doing justice to them, as if they did not have a better place to be (!). So here goes my loadshedding - I better do it if I need my energies saved for the tight schedule tomorrow at work...and for all other goodies...
1. I will decide about the land when and only if I want it. Just because it is available doesn't make it sell-able for me. I desperately wanted it at one point, but today, when I have let it go, I need time to rethink.
2. Extra hard work - I got this compliment from someone today and I felt like a fool. I haven't really worked in last two days and I have to catch up with it fast starting tomorrow, if I want the project to flow smooth.
3. That brings me to the next load - what the hell have I been doing if I haven't worked for last two days? I have been graciously busy establishing connections - with who's who of the world.
4. Needless to guess the next load, which is a big WHY? Why the hell am I doing it? My answer is - I don't know. Do you know? Have you ever thought about it? Why do we get involved in knowing other people? Why do we start our non-stop nonsense with people we have never crossed ways with, people who are in a distant land? People who are remotely connected to you, people at your work place who you know only by names?
5. I have to catch up with Sam and Jai and Amit/Rash - and I don't know how to figure out the logistics...they all are here only for 3-4 days and are living in different corners of Delhi.
6. Last but not the least - I have to find time to read all stories including 'The Ramayana' so that next time Mishi asks me to narrate one to her, I am not lost and I don't hear her saying 'Enough of cindrella and Snowwhite and Hanumanjee'. (By the way, today I told her 'Shravan's story and felt pretty good about the fact that I could get away from the cindrella syndrome.
Load little less than it was before. Yet, there are miles to go before I sleep....
