Say Chocolate

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Today was an expectedly unusual day for me. I woke up several times in the morning before finally getting out of the bed and each time woke up I tried to think of one good reason why I need to be wake. Putting myself to sleep seemed to be the best option. I went out of the house just a couple of times, finished reading a rook which had 43 pages left and started reading another book I had bought last month. Also not to forget the 40 minutes of 'A Beautiful Mind' I watched. I received no calls except the one from my mother, made no calls and read two messages including the one which was from my father intended to mock at my late mornings. These kind of expectedly unusual days is what I expect in the weeks to come. They sound not even remotely exciting.

It was fun watching all my elders playing and laughing the last Saturday when we were some good number of miles away from the city dining under the dark sky. They were playing some game for which I too was asked to participate. I refused giving no reason but smiles. It was my father who eventually won and my uncle seemed to be the happiest person for that. I was with my cousins looking at elders and their adulthood. It was peaceful and satisfying. I am the generation next to their's. The drive to that place and back home was my first experience with the car on highway streets with no lighting. It was nice but I found it a bit difficult in controlling my instincts to keep the vehicle's speed inside the limits.

Nothing makes us tired the way doing nothing makes. Nothing is more heavy than having nothing to carry. It is not easy to do things for the sake of doing them just because nothing else interests. I could have as well opened the books for the examinations that are due to start from the coming Monday but that didn't excited me. It found that very idea as dull. I knew what I wanted to do with a disbelief that there is not a way to do it. It doesn't seem to be a possibility even tomorrow or even the day after. I wonder with what motivation I am going to hit the bed today and with what reason I will pull out of it. Allah knows best.