Positivity Galore!

Where there is a will, there is a way.

Such an old saying. I might have uttered it umpteen times since childhood. Never really ruminated over it though. It dawned on me today, like fifteen minutes back. I was hearing this pumped up song and the line went like “hai chaah toh, hai raasta”. And in my mind I was like oh! this is hindi version of the aforementioned quote.

Doesn’t it make sense? what actually matters is your will. (Yeah dorky mouth, that’s what the quote is famous for!) I’ll go ahead and say it anyway.

It might be a very miniscule will to change your bed sheets or do your laundry. Or a mighty hefty will to build your own house one day. Will to withstand tribulations. Will to overcome your anxiety phases. Will to be strong enough to let go. Will to smile each day. Will to decide, that even though life will try it’s best to break your bones, you will not give in.

You have the intentions that are not turning into actions?? Put some will to it my friend. :). Because if you have the will, you will most certainly find a way to do it.

Time and its tantrums

Do you ever feel like your time is running out? Like you only have two hands, one heart, one mind and a hundred of things to accomplish. I have been bad at time management, since forever. Somehow, things always worked out by themselves. I am amongst those, “in the last moment” kind of people. My productivity/energy increases as I reach towards the deadline. So say when I am supposed to work on something(not talking about my job here!), I’ll be listening to songs instead, fully aware of the toll it would cause me later.

I am doing it right now, 2 am..supposed to sleep for office tomorrow and I am penning down some shit load of tangled thoughts running in my head. Someone tell me what is normalcy? I think I had it at some point of time…and then I moved on..and left it where it was. I guess it is okay to be weird and not proclaim that you are weird. I guess I am a subtle form of weirdo who tries usual stuff and then gets bored and then again gets back to her unusual routines.

Meanwhile, I am having this love hate kind of a relation with technology, where certain aspects of it are really bugging me, urging me to time travel back to simpler days and then I am even abusing the privilege at full throttle. What to do? Life is puzzling.