Vacations,Simply vacations..

Hmm.. So here I am, sitting alone in my room,with ABSOLUTELY nothing to do! My head feels even more empty than usual. My current time table would give a complex even to the legendary Kumbhakaran!
I wake up at 11,get out of bed by 12 after the tea and stuff,Then I freshen up till 1, then eat,then take a nap,then again it's time for tea,then a lil' bit dallying around.The only worthwhile thing I feel I'm doing is the evening jog. Then again net till 1 in the night,and the whole process repeated the next day.
Phew, tough routine this one. All my mates are busy with their internships, learning new things etc etc..
While I on the other hand am up to no good. I guess I'm just not cut for strenuous activities as such.
I'd rather prefer to spend a calm and serene day at home than actually go about running from one corner of the city to the other just to read a bunch of files and maybe draft a few lines. People reading this post would feel that I'm a damn laggard with no vigor or vehemence. Well in a way that is correct, I prefer to do the things my own way, but lemme assure you, I manage to get everything done just fine. I guess there's some guardian angel looking over me, assuring that I always manage to crawl through in the end.
“It’s not enough to be busy, so are the ants. The question is, what are we busy about?“ – Henry David Thoreau
These are really sagacious lines, one needs to set priorities, only then the business is worthwhile and remunerative. And right now my priority is to go and drink the cup of tea waiting meekly for me on the side table.
cheerio..

Comments

  1. Vaibs4 December 2011 at 04:16

    Sagacious! your favorite word indeed brotha!
    But lemme tell you are not the only one with such a tough routine
    PHEW........even i get tired!
    anyways cheers!

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  2. D.5 December 2011 at 00:28

    SAILING IN THE SAME BOAT!!!!!

    :D

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