CONFESSIONS OF A LAZY GUY'S MIND

I am a lazy fellow. I believe in my own motto of life "Do something when are asked or required to do something". I get amazed by those people who I see cannot sit still for a few minutes. They always have some work or another. How can someone have work to do all the time. Take the example of my mother. She is all day doing something or the other. From the moment I wake up I see her moving here and there doing something or the other. I understand that cooking,cleaning the house are some things of the daily chores that need to be done. But after that what else can there be needed to done. I watch her actions closely. After having lunch I sit and relax on my computer while she cleans the table(yeah it's a requirement) and there after
move things from one place to another  if there is nothing more. I have questionedher regarding the same but she cannot tell for certain why she keeps on doing those things all day long. There is my neighbour whom I see every evening at around 4.30 p.m. While everyone in his house sleeps peacefully taking the so called Bengali "Bhaat Ghoom"(after lunch nap) he wakes up and cleans his verandah. Then he waters his plant. If he cannot find anything new to do he trims the trees in his garden I watch him in amazement and think why cannot he sit back and enjoy a lazy winter evening reading a book maybe or watching televison under the comfort of a warm blanket. Maybe he(my workaholic neighbour) or my mom or those so called "active"people who read my blog will think in the same way as me and say to themselves "How can a person
sleep and drool all day long without doing anything?". My answer to them is simple. I will only do a work as and when it is required. Our body has to undertake so much stress so no need to give more stress by doing something that is not required at that moment. It will only wear out my body(Yeah! i know it was too much). So my advice to all people in the world is do something when the work is required to be done because that is the perfect time to do it. This way you can save a lot time to enjoy your life and also some calories. If you want to stay fit do yoga every morning instead of washing your plants or shifting objects from here to there. It will save a lot of your energy. If my mom happens to read this she will get one more work to do. Keeping me away from blogging on such subjects. So people send in your positive comments and help me in continuing my blogging on such absurd subjects. Or else the people form BIG ADDA will kick me out. ENJOY LIFE AND REMEMBER MY MOTTO.You will always stay hale and hearty.

THE MYSTERY THAT IS LOVE

Today mornig after waking up I made a call to my sweetheart.She was in a hurry and spoke for a few seconds only.After she had disconnected the call I sat in my bed thinking about the times when our love was in its early days.We used to wake up early and call each other to wish good morning.But with maturing of our love such childish behaviour has evaporated.It makes me wonder about the human psyche.In earlier times we used to talk for hours and our topic for discussion did not end.But with each passing dayour conversation on the phone became formal.There was notjing we could think of apart from some normal questions like "When did you wake up today?" or "Did you have your lunch?"These makes me wonder what is love.It is supposed to bring to people closer but as they get closer all the sweet things they shared earlier vaporises.I guess one reason is the expectation and the responsibility.In the earlier days of a love life people stay in fantasy and then everything stays hunky dory.But as time lapses the demands increase and with each passing moment the fantasy vanishes and reality hits out.Sometimes I feel maybe my love for my sweetheart has decreased or her feelings must have vanished but in the next instant I feel a strong urge to hear her voice and cannot stop myself from calling her.Then I realise that love increases with every passing day but the visibility of love reduces.If my love reads these she will probably kill me.But these is what I felt.