My story

There is No story.
Come to think of it; there is no background music,no nasty silence when something bad is gonna happen,no creepy narration,no monsters,no ghosts.
The funny thing is a LOT is happening. People behaving differently ; you behaving differently. One moment you hate someone , the next - well , err....not love but not hate either. A story , how do i put it , needs a bit of twists and turns. Something that makes it worth telling. A story needs to be crazy.!
And NO all stories needn't have a love element ( full of heartburn's and 'strong' men who do cry). I would have termed 'em as losers but i guess i don't have the required 'qualification'. It would kinda be like a Manchester united fan speaking of sportsmanship.!. Go figure.

So, do you make up a story ........or is a there a story and you haven't seen it as one.

The day does start with enough excitement -
6:45 - out of the apartment.
6:48 - a call to a friend asking the current position of the company bus.
And depending upon the answer - a jog or a frantic run to catch it.
6:49 and a few milliseconds either way I'm in the bus and calling my other friend to notify him that the bus is headed towards his stop.
And then it comes to you. Slowly at first and then its all consuming........sleep.........


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Draft auto saved. Whoever designed this decent little feature at blogger deserves a mention.!
When I started writing this blog some three months back, the time must have been around 2:30 A.M. And as it turned out I never finished , leave alone publish it. By the time I fell asleep in the blog ,I very nearly did so while writing it to. Perhaps the very mention of sleep did the trick.
Since then ,at least something has changed!.
No more early morning excitement. I've shifted my base(house) , which means i now have the luxury of waking as late as 8:30 !.
What other excitement was there?? ? .. i mean is there ??
wait for it....... still wait for it..... keep waiting .......

There ends the day ..... when i really should have said - there begins my day.

My favorite pastime recently is going on asking people if they can fill out 4 blank pages with they are doing currently or what they have done in the recent past.
Most thankfully have said Yes, some after due consideration. I , rather unfortunately couldn't say Yes.
Perhaps because what i am really thinking is, what I ought to be doing rather than what I'm doing.
so , what ought i be doing ????? hold it right there , that's a discussion I rather not get into. cause i fear i might loose out that argument as well.
Why am i writing out such random mumblings .....maybe so because writing something may help bring out clarity to myself. or perhaps that one day I'll read this and have a laugh by myself.