I don’t know exactly what to write today. I wanted to write something because I am feeling slightly bored and depressed so I made a few diary entries.
I was surprised to see myself crying at 5: am in the morning. Those salty droplets of water which often unleash repressed feelings just wouldn’t stop until I came back to my senses and remembered that I had seen a bad dream where I saw my maternal grandfather die. Such kind of dreams often pester me. I decided to research my dreaming pattern and learnt that such kind of dreams often reflect our fears. I have a deep rooted fear of losing people I really love because they are the ones who always will accept me for who I am.
I have also been reading this wonderful book, Seven Years in Tibet which is about a daring escape by Heinrich Harrer ( Olympic ski champion).Being an Austrian, he was taken as a prisoner of war in India during the Second World War. But on his third attempt he finally succeeded in escaping into Tibet. He stayed there for seven years, learned the language and acquired a greater understanding of the country often neglected. Makes me want to visit Tibet.
Thirdly, nobody can convince me to buy an iPad or another tablet for it is inconvenient. Takes too much of space in your bag, besides reading anything on it is a pain in the retina.
I used to hate Maths in school but believe me now the very same numbers are giving me a lot of confidence and happiness. I have found that Maths is my new found love! My maths teacher will either kill himself or will really hug me after reading this. He was as complicated as Maths!
Talking about love, I still wonder if Tina Turner was right in singing, “What is love but a second-hand emotion?” Wish Tina and I are proven wrong.
Almond Oil is actually good for skin. I feel my skin nourished and protected. I also read that olives are not only good for hair but for the ovaries! And that bananas reduces your weight? I want to give Yoga a try but need a good instructor but before that I need somebody to convince me that Yoga is actually what I need.
As I was passing Subway today, I wondered why the food chain is named..well..after a subway? Google didn’t give me an answer.
I feel suffocated in this city . Is there no escaping? Maybe I am not as brave as Harrer.
So, Rafael Nadal is scared of lightning, dogs and lights being switched off in his room. Well, so much for big burly guys! I bet they are even scared of guinea pigs.
Can people stop flaunting on Facebook? Do they even realize that their awesome lives, look awful?
And I love the snow flakes on WordPress. Cheers me up.
Just read the whole stream of thought. And flowed with it to a new place. How interesting I can be when I am sad. Maybe am conceited but really how does it matter because by the end of it all, I am smiling! The nightmare has melted away. It is a new day.
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