Day 25 otherwise.
Been more than a week since I wrote. Even though I've had a lot to write about. And I did not have anything to write. Minutes have blurred into hours, hours into days and days into something that I can't recall either the beginning of. Or the end of. Guess that's how life essentially is. Time blurring into one continuous stream that we sort of stop noticing!
Anyhow. So when we got into the lockdown, I decided that I would come out of this healthier, happier and with a manuscript of my book. Ok, hyperbole. But I had decided that I would use the time to see if I am a boy or a man. And if the last 18 days are to be believed, am more of a boy than a man. And that's a truth I need to live with, for the rest of my life. Unless I use the remainder of the time (another 18 days from here on) to get things done. In fact, I promised myself that in case lockdown extends in Mumbai, I would stop everything and focus on my book and shave my head off. So maybe, the book is what I'd work on for the next few days.
Oh, I did shave my head today. A part of it at least. Whatever I could in sweltering heat of a stuffy, tiny room in my house. And if you are curious, I did a terrible job at it. To a point that I don't think I'll be able to show my face to anyone for a while. Thank God for the lockdown. I just need to say that I broke the camera of the computer to avoid the video calls!
So this is it. Nothing great or interesting to share. Just that I hadn't written in a while and I had to.
What are you guys up to? Pray, do tell!
Previous posts in the series - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7*, 8*, 9*, 10, 11, 12*, 13*, 14*, 15*, 16*, 17*, 18*
*- the days I did not post
Been more than a week since I wrote. Even though I've had a lot to write about. And I did not have anything to write. Minutes have blurred into hours, hours into days and days into something that I can't recall either the beginning of. Or the end of. Guess that's how life essentially is. Time blurring into one continuous stream that we sort of stop noticing!
Anyhow. So when we got into the lockdown, I decided that I would come out of this healthier, happier and with a manuscript of my book. Ok, hyperbole. But I had decided that I would use the time to see if I am a boy or a man. And if the last 18 days are to be believed, am more of a boy than a man. And that's a truth I need to live with, for the rest of my life. Unless I use the remainder of the time (another 18 days from here on) to get things done. In fact, I promised myself that in case lockdown extends in Mumbai, I would stop everything and focus on my book and shave my head off. So maybe, the book is what I'd work on for the next few days.
Oh, I did shave my head today. A part of it at least. Whatever I could in sweltering heat of a stuffy, tiny room in my house. And if you are curious, I did a terrible job at it. To a point that I don't think I'll be able to show my face to anyone for a while. Thank God for the lockdown. I just need to say that I broke the camera of the computer to avoid the video calls!
So this is it. Nothing great or interesting to share. Just that I hadn't written in a while and I had to.
What are you guys up to? Pray, do tell!
Previous posts in the series - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7*, 8*, 9*, 10, 11, 12*, 13*, 14*, 15*, 16*, 17*, 18*
*- the days I did not post
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