Wednesday, 13 February 2008
Questions are like whirlwinds with no outlet
At last, the impossible happened. I did not read for the whole week. A book, that is. I read newspapers, text books, exam papers and anything that is to do with teaching. There are few books which are in various stages of reading. Somehow I have lost that zeal to read. For a person, who stays up late to read, I have been sleeping early. That is around, 10 pm.
In a way, I did nothing. I watched TV, blogged-updated my blogroll and kind of lazed around. I did not even venture out much unless it was for work and/or for essential errands. I wrote for three days and rest of the week, it simply stopped. No words, nothing.
Maybe the winters is getting to me. Delhi never has winters for more than a month. This year February has not been kind. Too cold. Despite the fact that we don't have snow here. It's the wind that gets to the bones. The minimum temperature is around 5-9 degree celsius. It should have been 16-18 degree celsius.
I suppose my mind needs to relax. I have been thinking too many things lately. Maybe giving in to it is the best option. Questions are like whirlwinds with no outlet. I too am fallible, although I try to pretend otherwise. Pain gets dulled, does it ever go away? It can't be healed which has scrapped raw. At times like this, I miss my dad.
I will go, play scrabble online to unwind. Or crossword puzzles are good options too. Or gossip with a girlfriend. Anything to tax the brains.. In no time I would be thinking, I imagined it all.
What? I AM GOING TO BE OK? I know that, folks! Don't slight me by saying it!