An old blog posted-
Well this blog is about nothing. Like some times when you just decide to write with nothing in mind. Just a moment's decision. Just a have to or a let me or simply an itch to share nothing.
I was just doing my work in the past couple of hours and then something stopped working. So I just took a break, had milk, browsed for a few minutes. Then I picked up my laptop and moved into my bedroom. Just a change of place to rejuvenate myself. Change energizes me you know. And of course, I have always loved to sit on the bed with a pillow on the lap. And then it is either a book or a laptop on the pillow. My best studying posture. It has never changed in decades. My dad always says, it is better to sit on a chair and a table and then read/write/study. He always does that himself. But not me. I can never feel completely comfortable sitting in that formal position. Needs to be informal. Lying face down with the books on the floor is another of my favorite positions. I remember in office also, thanks to the completely informal dress code as well as working environment, towards the evening, I used to cross my legs while sitting on the chair. In fact, after normal office hours, you would find many people reading while sitting in very informal positions. Some would sit over the desk of the cubicles, some would settle down on the floor, some would be cross legged on the chair like me. It used to be fun.
So anyways, while I settled myself on the bed, I thought of opening up the Mozilla browser window just once. Maybe just peep into my blog. Like a customary or a tradition. (Of course with no intention to blog. And yes that happens often.) And there I saw I had reached a place in my blog where I have posted 74 posts. I suddenly felt an itch for the number 75. It just made the whole thing complete. Of course a 100 would be more complete but that would take it's toll. 75 was a cheaper bargain. After quickly wrestling with the idea of whether or not to put up a new post (there was a slight effort to ignore the guilt as I had put one post yesterday itself plus I had work to do)I decided for it. And, here I am.
Right now, I am listening to the beautiful music of Water by Shivkumar Sharma in the background. (I am sure you have heard that one. And if you are shaking your head, then the first thing you must do is find that online and listen to it. It is an old album but I think one of the best. Specially the "Walking in the rain". I just love it.) I can also hear the race between the ticking of the wall clock and the alarm clock. Tic Tuck tic tuck tic tuck ... And you know, it surprises me sometimes how when suddenly I wake up in the night, the ticking seems really loud. A couple of times I have mistaken it for something else and then realised Oh its only the clock... Plus, there is the hum of the AC in the background, some yellow light, a mirror right in front of me, a book shelf on the left of it, a table on one side of the bed and a floor lamp on the other side.
And that will be all from me right now. Like I said this was about nothing.
I was just doing my work in the past couple of hours and then something stopped working. So I just took a break, had milk, browsed for a few minutes. Then I picked up my laptop and moved into my bedroom. Just a change of place to rejuvenate myself. Change energizes me you know. And of course, I have always loved to sit on the bed with a pillow on the lap. And then it is either a book or a laptop on the pillow. My best studying posture. It has never changed in decades. My dad always says, it is better to sit on a chair and a table and then read/write/study. He always does that himself. But not me. I can never feel completely comfortable sitting in that formal position. Needs to be informal. Lying face down with the books on the floor is another of my favorite positions. I remember in office also, thanks to the completely informal dress code as well as working environment, towards the evening, I used to cross my legs while sitting on the chair. In fact, after normal office hours, you would find many people reading while sitting in very informal positions. Some would sit over the desk of the cubicles, some would settle down on the floor, some would be cross legged on the chair like me. It used to be fun.
So anyways, while I settled myself on the bed, I thought of opening up the Mozilla browser window just once. Maybe just peep into my blog. Like a customary or a tradition. (Of course with no intention to blog. And yes that happens often.) And there I saw I had reached a place in my blog where I have posted 74 posts. I suddenly felt an itch for the number 75. It just made the whole thing complete. Of course a 100 would be more complete but that would take it's toll. 75 was a cheaper bargain. After quickly wrestling with the idea of whether or not to put up a new post (there was a slight effort to ignore the guilt as I had put one post yesterday itself plus I had work to do)I decided for it. And, here I am.
Right now, I am listening to the beautiful music of Water by Shivkumar Sharma in the background. (I am sure you have heard that one. And if you are shaking your head, then the first thing you must do is find that online and listen to it. It is an old album but I think one of the best. Specially the "Walking in the rain". I just love it.) I can also hear the race between the ticking of the wall clock and the alarm clock. Tic Tuck tic tuck tic tuck ... And you know, it surprises me sometimes how when suddenly I wake up in the night, the ticking seems really loud. A couple of times I have mistaken it for something else and then realised Oh its only the clock... Plus, there is the hum of the AC in the background, some yellow light, a mirror right in front of me, a book shelf on the left of it, a table on one side of the bed and a floor lamp on the other side.
And that will be all from me right now. Like I said this was about nothing.
:) (embarrassing smiling look)
