Finding no apt title

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Eons ago when my life was simpler, I used to read this and think..pfff..so dramatic!
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Past few days have been anything but simple.

I broke a tooth and had root canal treatment done for my cavity stricken teeth. Did I mention my general fear of dentists and how tormenting my visits were?

This hadn’t ended, was figuring out how to pay the bills and stuff..and in middle of all of this, I had an accident. Skid my bike in rain. It was TERRIBLE, no better words to define it. This happened about five days back and I am limping to date.

I normally don’t like to make a huge deal of things..(haha..what a joke!) but this was the worrrsssssttt. There was this immediate thought when I fell, that some lorry would come from back and flatten me and go! I was wailing from pain in my feet. I felt so deep down in shit that when I called my friend from the hospital, I was laughing and crying all together. Got my mom worried a lot too.

Did find some people to count on, amidst all this, which is good!

Well, I’ll be fine. I am only learning from this. You know what they say right:

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P.S. I was supposed to be waking up early and it is 3.44 am! Lord save me, no wake me!

 

 

 

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My Conversations

Can you go on throughout the day without speaking a word? Like a pithy okay and nice from your mouth, a bit of please, thank you here and there, that’s all, nothing else. Does that make one weird? On days when I have had close to null interaction, and I am ruling out social media talks or texting, I strangely tend to talk to myself!

Left late from office today. And just before I was moving to the parking lot to get to my scooty(we need to call it with a better name!), I heard these roaring thunderstorms. Cacophonic, slightly intimidating. It hadn’t started raining yet. To soothe myself, I uttered in my head..garajte badal baraste nahi..(it’s kind of a hindi counterpart for barking dogs seldom bite…that literally means thunderous clouds don’t quite give a rainfall). I think the clouds took umbrage in it. It pricked them right at the spot, because the wrath of rain that I faced thereafter was something! Heavy and getting heavier by the second. I was all drenched and shivering and uttering on my way: fuck! Never smart mouth the nature next time.

I will resume my interaction with humans from tomorrow.

Time and its tantrums

Do you ever feel like your time is running out? Like you only have two hands, one heart, one mind and a hundred of things to accomplish. I have been bad at time management, since forever. Somehow, things always worked out by themselves. I am amongst those, “in the last moment” kind of people. My productivity/energy increases as I reach towards the deadline. So say when I am supposed to work on something(not talking about my job here!), I’ll be listening to songs instead, fully aware of the toll it would cause me later.

I am doing it right now, 2 am..supposed to sleep for office tomorrow and I am penning down some shit load of tangled thoughts running in my head. Someone tell me what is normalcy? I think I had it at some point of time…and then I moved on..and left it where it was. I guess it is okay to be weird and not proclaim that you are weird. I guess I am a subtle form of weirdo who tries usual stuff and then gets bored and then again gets back to her unusual routines.

Meanwhile, I am having this love hate kind of a relation with technology, where certain aspects of it are really bugging me, urging me to time travel back to simpler days and then I am even abusing the privilege at full throttle. What to do? Life is puzzling.