The past few months I have had a zillion thoughts I wanted to pen down, but they vaporised faster than camphor. I had always been a bit incoherent but now it seems more and more difficult for me to write one coherent line. This is the closest I can get to writing something now..........
SKY's THE LIMIT
I thought the day would never come when you could look up at the sky and find it easier to count the stars (of which there were many) than the number of air planes. No seriously. For a minute I thought maybe a major catastrophe was about to happen in London and this was all a part of the evacuation plan! Again seriously, is climate change, credit crunch and the likes for real??
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IN THERAPY
The most cherished thing in my life right now is the walk back home. It started quite simply one summer's day. I decided to walk back home from work for fun. It felt good; besides having given up the gym and not chocolates (as intended) this was to be my only salvation! So I decided it would continue till the end of summer. Once autumn sets in, days become shorter and my classes start it might have to stop. It's a month since end of summer and I haven't stopped. I continue to walk back home, now every single day. I find I simply can't give it up. The foxes have made me abandon the short cut and take the longer route and I can't thank them enough!
There was a time when I wanted to get home from work as soon as possible. I felt safe, warm and comforted in the confines of those walls. But now I take my time to get back home. I walk, taking the longest possible path, smallest possible steps, slowest possible pace which slows down further as I approach my former comfort zone - the now abandoned couch. Not that anything at home makes me feel uncomfortable or threatened. But being in the open, walking a path where I may pass a few strangers but am on my own, completely with myself, wading through those golden leaves strewn at my step, soaking in the cool crisp air or the drizzle as the case maybe is just the kind of therapy I need!
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CHANGE IS IN THE AIR
It's not just the autumn air that is fresh. With all that is going on in my life now I think there is some change in the air about me. The resistance kicking in within me only enunciates this creeping change. I can't say yet what is changing but something surely is!
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SEASONALITY
I have made up my mind. Autumn is definitely my pick among the four seasons. Oh yes! It's 'DROP DEAD' gorgeous :)
and finally
CHECK ME OUT!
I am so HOT that on a perfectly cold evening I can melt a bar of Chocolate, just by holding it.
