It wasn’t a day too long back where my thoughts in a given minute would range from which movie could possibly be the interlude in knockin’ on heaven’s door (GNR) from? ; Hope united wins the next match to wrap a successful month; what is the next quiz around in Coimbatore? Should accommodate a bullet in the long list of must-haves( which is a way more realistic list anyway ).
Pooof!!!!
There scrambles the array of thoughts yet another time!! And now after nearly 3-4 years back where my memory was moored to now, a lot has changed. The ALT+TAB would show 4-5 wikipedia links, google searches on movies and documentaries, manutd.com, a music player with a minimum of 30 songs en-queued to form the playlist of the hour in those days;
Today I have this word document open and Don’t Cry playing in the background and no I’m not crying. I don’t have a squat of an idea on when I’m planning to give my GRE if at all its GRE that I’m gonna write. I’m not sure if this is a drop in interest levels or it is invariably the incursion of inanition (a medical term for laziness).
My sharpness at work is at all time low, and the most pathetic part is that everyone in the team is noticing it. That includes me and my manager. And I’m not able to do anything about that and continue to act with utmost negligence to the fact that I have an ego that should be hurt in such cases and I should bloody perform.
I’m not sure if this is a phase which everyone goes through. But I’m not enjoying this. I’ve even gone to googling ways to reduce laziness and get back on with the work! I’ve never ever imagined in my not so very eventful life that I would end up doing shit like this.
Tranquility surrounds me and I remain there enjoying every bit of it very deliberately till the eternal joy itself immerses me into a world of (very sticky) guilt. This is the exact feeling that we feel every Sunday evening.
Usually people get off to being mindful of the To-Do’s for the week (or at least the day) when that guilt strikes them. But I’m in a more helpless situation where I’m filled with that guilt constantly throughout and I still refuse to relinquish the innocent eternal pleasure that I derive from being lazy. Now that this has reached a point some 3-4 day-miles after the saturation point it is high time that I act to release myself from all these illusive, elusive lifestyle.
Please leave your helpful thoughts by.
