Some sleep-walk, some sleep-talk, and some..sleep-blog. The thought of getting to write excites me, and I succumb to the excitement. What better time than this, away from the grind and in silence. I guess I won’t be getting time for this once I start working again, which I am planning to, from next month.
And for the next month to arrive, we still have ten days to go. So, Delhi bound again, this time a friend’s wedding. I got the invitation three months back but I wasn’t sure that I was going to make it, keeping in mind, the troublesome period I was going through in regard of my admissions. But everything is settled now and it’s a good time to catch up with friends again. There are also plans for extending our trip to Mussoorie , Hrishikesh and other adjoining places to visit.
Coming back to the decision I mentioned in one of my previous blog, the ‘picture’ of MBA from India is dropped, IMT is out and I have already taken back my admission. Aiming for a year of work experience and then moving out for the ‘bigger picture’. I have got another six months, and I hope everything sets as plan.
Enough of the bygone and the expected.
We either dwell in the past or deem about the future. Do we really live in the present? Do we relish the moment of now? An ex colleague of mine says that it all depends on the way we breath. A few breathing techniques can get us to live in the present, at around three thousand bucks per week, that’s all it takes. Does it make sense? Let’s not go there. It’s a sleep-blog anyway, not meant to make sense. I mean do the sleepwalkers know what they are up to?
Likewise..