Tag: Sunday

  • Morning Sickness

    I envy the people who get up fresh every morning… Irrespective of how early i sleep or how late i wake up, the sleep i get is never enough.. of course, to the untrained minds, this would perhaps be an expression of laziness, but its not, because once i force myself to get up, theres absolutely no inertia involved…
    is it because of the amount of work i pack in the day, that invokes this feeling. maybe the body and the mind are reacting to its necessity for rest… i really dont know any other name to call it by hence the title of the post…
    I would love to sleep for an entire day and see the effects. maybe i will get over it, and then again, maybe i wont.. come to think of it, theres something about the ‘lazy’ yawn thats so appealing… ‘lazy’ sunday afternoons shouldnt be restricted to sundays alone..
    In fact, why does lazy have a negative connotation at all… i envy the people who get up fresh every morning… how blissful can ignorance be…
    until next time, yes, that was a lazy rant…

  • Piece Full

    waking up late on a sunday morning…listening to birds chirping…driving with the wind on the face….humming a song that was first heard while in college….getting a head massage….turning the tap and getting water , not having to wake up early and stand in a queue for water..(sometimes) not getting stuck in traffic…writing a post…reading a good book…..listening to good music…chatting with an old friend…remembering good old times…wishing that life froze there, but realising we have to move on..standing on the terrace and watching stars…realising that others before you and others after you will be contemplating on similar lines….getting a good night’s sleep….realising that you have no major complaints in life…
    all, pieces of a full…… if only all the pieces were like this, life would be so peaceful….
    w-bug is moving on, maybe a good piece for her, but not for her readers…but i guess thats life, if you had only good pieces, you wouldnt know they are good…
    and in
    manuscrypts trivia
    Little Mary was not the best student in Sunday School. Usually she slept through the class.One day the teacher called on her while she was napping, ”Tell me, Mary, who created the universe?”
    When Mary didn’t stir, little Johnny, an altruistic boy seated in the chair behind her, took a pin and jabbed her in the rear. ”God Almighty !” shouted Mary and the teacher said, ”Very good” and Mary fell back to sleep.
    A while later the teacher asked Mary, ”Who is our Lord and Savior?” But Mary didn’t even stir from her slumber. Once again, Johnny came to the rescue and stuck her again. ”Jesus Christ!” shouted Mary and the teacher said, ”Very good,” and Mary fell back to sleep.
    Then the teacher asked Mary a third question, ”What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?” And again, Johnny jabbed her with the pin. This time Mary jumped up and shouted, ”If you stick that damn thing in me one more time, I’ll break it in half!”
    The Teacher fainted.