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One Such Day :)

Some August 2K15

8-9 am:
after greeting the members of the house and attending to the utmost important morning getting-out-of-bed “tasks”, I ask mom (like I usually do, day after day) “how are the cats?”. "They were asking for you” she says. Couldn't guess the satirical hint in her reply, I cheerily go out to see them. “meow” I say on finding them half- asleep under the cooler stand. They look at me with equitably mix of bewilderment and adorableness ( or disapproval, idk). It strangely occurs to me that cats, dogs and other non homo sapiens never come about saying “hellos & byes” to us. What then makes me (us) do a bowbow or meow seeing them. That must be hilarious and a source of all-sort-of-confusion for them. Taking a mental note of it, I've promised myself that I'll stick to my hello and what do you plan to do for the day, and let them meow and purr for themselves & then humanly code it for some sort of an answer to feed my queries :D

11ish am:
What's the buzz about Ms. Funnybones. The newspaper mentioned her and so does the internet. I decide to google it and came across the blogs she writes for TOI. Prejudice hits me (Bollywood stardom) and I began to read it. She turns out to be quite amusing, vocal and spirited in her opinion, in the initial few posts. But the more I read I felt she gets a little repetitive and so much so for her tongue in cheek humor is taken from the vast pool of already available/read content. Nonetheless, it's worth reading.

2pm:
Discussing with a friend about “How the World could Possibly End” ( yes, we can discuss at lengths about any random topic, not necessarily a serious one, for hours!!)
I don't believe in the world ending on Oct 21 or with the Mayan calendar, as a matter of fact. I'm inclined to think that mankind will simply make the planet uninhabitable ( oh! not to mention we are inching towards it quite nicely & progressively xD) and will be a cause for our own wipe out.Apart from solar storms, global warming, pandemics, asteroids striking earth, wars ( atomic, nuclear, you name it, we shall make sure to bombard), humans killing humans, humans killing everything, we reached a scenario where perhaps Cannibalism would take over as the foremost means (might become legal as well.) Imagine inviting somebody over for dinner and then “them” being served in the menu, who knows?! *shrugs*

4pm:
Begins to read “Love and Misadventure” by Lang Leav. She writes these short poems and lullabies, as far as I could make out! I haven't read much of 'real' poetry but these are short and likable and easily understood and processable by my lil' brain :D

And the day goes on where somehow I do believe in my humanity filled by the distortions which I can't control. I choose to believe to find in myself the strength to live every day gently, to feel with courage & compassion and, most importantly, to defend this flawed humanity that defines me.






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