Lazy, Lazy, Lazy…
Yesterday was so different.
Felt the difference. There was so much laze that had crept in me. It had to be
different for everyday is different. But I have used the word different so many
times…bore for others and also for me. I think I have to substitute “different” with a synonym. A synonym…going back to school grammar…no way, not back
to school days again.
There was boredom too. Why
all these creepy thoughts coming all of a sudden. May be loss of sleep…trying
to find the cause. But that’s not true. The mind and the heart are not in
unison with this thought. Feeling so bored up…want some change…want someone to
cook and feed me.
Possible???
Not at all.
Why?
Others expect from me to do
this service.
Want to quit.
Not possible.
Again a why?
Simple you are the Lady of
the house and it runs on your Command.
Why all this
dialogue(bazi).
I’m bored.
“Don’t bore others” comes a
voice from the void.
“Hey I’m talking to myself.
I don’t have much to say for now. So back into my shell…MYSELF…and what more…wait
till…
I will take a short nap and
invigorate myself…maybe I’ve been a spoilt sport for now.
Soooooooooooooo…