a warm welcome to the new day

Today, exactly after 6 months when I headed towards that same old road, I felt so good.
It was something around 5:30 in the morning, almost 6 hours from the time I have fallen asleep, when bed bugs woke me up. By the by I was literally fallen down on the pillow while revising something in matrices, I think it was skew symmetric. After 30 mins of sleeplessness (that comprised of some n no. of failed attempts to sleep again), helpless I was. So got up and decided to go for something I was thinking to do from last 7 days.
Morning Walk.
I used to go for morning walk in the 3rd sem for about a month or two (despite of the fact that I am quite precise in remembering dates, I could just remember I stopped at Diwali, unable to recall the moment which led me to start it). The reasons for ending the habit as well as not starting in the next semester can be labeled, without any argument, as lame excuses from a lazy fellow; eg. My lectures start at 12:15pm, then how and why should I get up at 6:00am.
Morning walks for some are about losing extra pounds and solution to few physical problems. I don’t fit to these. My reasons may or may not seem sensible..
> Feeling the cool breeze
> Sense the freshness in ambiance
> Relaxation from those smiling faces
>Getting energy from the enthusiasm of people who have their age almost 2 to 3 times that of mine
>Chirping of birds in the all new silence of the morning which reminds me those in my balcony at home
> Ray of hope and optimism from those (fellows from paraplegic centre) who could not stand on their feet for rest of their life.
Good enough reasons to continue.

As I scribble this over, with a cup of milk, I am remembered of my thoughts yesterday afternoon. I have had been through a few occupied days, at least more occupied than the usual ones of a lazy being like me, and know that some more are ahead, due to research proposal. I was wondering, has that time approached when I will also have to complain about the shortage of time and have to give a some sort of blow to my only blog, as a fellow blogger did week before.
Now I know the answer. No.

There are few things in life living without which is not at all difficult. But you have to keep them living so as to give life to your life. I think that morning road and this place to scribble are among those.



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