Leisure

This poem on Leisure is one of my fave.

There was a time when I could just lie down under a tree on a sunny day, thinking of nothing but just experiencing the wind blowing, hearing the birds chirping and the leaves rustling, watching a fly droning by and eventually gliding into a dreamless slumber in the gentle breeze.

Now I stay awake doing stuff at ungodly hours until I just drop down with exhaustion. The sleep is equally undisturbed but for the wrong reasons and inevitably not enough (work does not wait). I've been rushing to fill up my waking hours with things to do and keep myself occupied. Is it to avoid thinking and to cover the lack of purpose that is life currently? Maybe. Most likely.

I do have the time to stand and stare but do not indulge. Why is that? Maybe cos the moment I stop doing things I start thinking about what I'm doing or more aptly -- about what I'm not doing. Why can't I just live life one day at a time without worrying about the future? About what next? Wish I could get back to "stand and stare"! Though I definitely prefer "lying and staring".

Windows

Whats the first thing that comes to mind when you think windows? For me its sunlight. I love the stuff. The second thought would probably be fresh air. I guess that tells you loud and clear I'm no geek -- I'm sure they would have thought XP or maybe Vista these days :P
Maybe the optimists & seekers would have thought opportunity and the idle gazing. The nosy peeking. The artist & shop owners display. And the spender shopping. The housekeeper dust. The guys in security risk. The gully cricketers cracked panes. The hungry to go.

Am I a little of all of those? ... that I could come up with them? What do you think of when you hear "Windows"?

Delhi 6

Happened to get up early today and have been listening to Delhi 6 songs since. And I love them! Considering how short lived my music obsessions usually are, I just felt I had to leave enduring footprints of my love for these songs -- in the hopes that I stumble on this post and enjoy them one time more. Am being optimistic here that I will stick to this blog for a while and not abandon it anytime soon.

All ye pirates out there, this isn't meant to provide you with free songs!

Head Over Heels

Had used the expression recently and somehow got me thinking why it should mean "excited", "completely", "too far gone"... your head is always over your heels right? so why should it mean something beyond the normal?

Turns out (thank you Google God) the original expression is "heels over head" symbolizing a cartwheel and dating back to sometime in the 14th century. Apparently it got jumbled to "head over heels" sometime in the 17th century.

I've always wished I could do cartwheels so I could go heels over head when I'm really happy! Don't you?

Drive home

The best part of a work day is the drive back home -- happy with the work that got done; content that the rest can wait; looking forward to a nice dinner and maybe meeting some friends. Driving the car I love; music blasting, singing along with full freedom to my vocal chords :P

Maybe the happiness is what makes me more open to my surroundings on the way back home.. Here's a few pics I clicked away with my phone on different such occasions..

Literature

Of all the formats, I like the short stories the best --to me they are the most entertaining. Just recently a friend reminded me of one of my fave (if you are reading this Kavi -- thank's again!). Its hard for a good author to lose creativity over the span of a short story and inevitably they are the most "can't put 'em down till you're done". There are some which ramble but still end up being an absolute "story to retell". The unexpected in the ending of short stories is what appeals to me most -- I love surprises!