Friday, June 30, 2006

Missing

People should not create blogs and then leave them to gather dust. I mean, so what if you're not being charged for the web space, surely you can tend to your blog and give it some TLC. Sad. So, considering that this page is sooooo well-maintained, we shall refrain from any 'update' activity.

Did I ever mention in my endless yapping in all past posts that time travels faster than light? Didn't get that, did you? (Einstein's turning in his grave now, so we'll leave it at that) It's the strangest feeling - that time is rushing by and yet, nothing's happening fast enough. Life's changing and yet, things are no different. I'm not sure if one can successfully compartmentalise one's life and address each segment independantly, but I sure wish I could. I want to speed up and find satisfying work; slow down and tissue-wrap each moment with my family. Not surprising that one objective often clashes with the other.

With each passing day, there's a sense of desperation vying for top spot with a growing sense of anticipation. I battle with a feeling of worthlesness looking at achievers around me. And yet such competition and challenge is exactly what drives me (I sometimes miss the old me - looking for a bone to chew on, a task to master) At the same time, I am knee-deep in this activity of day-dreaming about the not-so-far future.... laying down groundrules for a new life, a new place; new beginnings. Anyone for a peep into the future?

Where did all that come from? No, children, it's not that time of the month. In the words of the famous Bertie Wooster -- brought to life by P.G.Wodehouse, and they don't come any better than him --
"Extraordinary how I kept doing that as of even date (...) I don't suppose in the old days I would have plunged in thought more than about once a month".

{Check here and here for high quality, intellectual Wodehousian humour}

Thus, dearies, ends another of my sporadic emergences from blog exile. I am sincerely hoping this one sees me return to blogworld for longer. Did I hear someone say "Whyever?!" Shame on you!

1 comment:

The Kingmaker said...

Its depressing enough, life is, without ur reminding us that we do too much, care too little, and dont know what we did with the time!!!

Stay out of blogshere!!!