Lazy me :(

“Your last post dates November 12, 2005. How about changing that to January 21, 2006?”: comment on my blogspot.

“You mean, you have not even used the diary I gifted you for writing? It is meant for 2006 & not 2007!”: my friend.

"You have THE place to write. Your home is so cozy, the place around so scenic & quiet. It makes me write a poem or an article every time I come here”: my friend, as she hands over her freshly written beautiful poem.

“You lost the pen I gifted you for writing in the floods & you remember it NOW? You have not thought of writing for the past 6 months?” : my guy.

OK. OK. OK. I get the point.
I have seriously not jotted down anything for a long time. There certainly have been a couple of times when I wanted to come out of my blues by writing about issues.
Seriously, writing has been like a daily goal for me to achieve since the past couple of months.

Lazy. Lazy. Lazy.

Not entirely my mistake, though. The moment I plan to hit the keyboard at home, my eyes catch the “khel” folder on my home PC & minutes later I am racing like crazy.
A notepad & a pan...& its OC on Zee Café that I have to catch up with. Not my fault.
Even star movies plays some good stuff.

Ooof, the temptations.

Its like, I am home alone, all set in a mood to write & then I suddenly think of things to talk with my boyfriend. I pick up the phone & go yapping for the next one hour or so. By then, the notepad & the pen are in other corner of the room.

I recently call up my boyfriend to say “You know what, I earlier wrote to clear out my thoughts & think better out of my problems. Now, I talk them out to you. So essentially, my writing has been reduced & my talking has increased. Thanks & no thanks!!!”

I am home today due to bad health, trying to catch up on some sleep. I then notice the pen & pad. Good going, Charu ...