The Tap That Won't Budge

I have wanted to clean and fix a few taps and showers in my home for some time now. I generally let the homely chores pile up and do them one fine day. Procrastination, you say? Nope. That's planned productivity for me. Anyway, back to the taps. After my evening walk yesterday, sweating profusely, I decided it was time to clean all the taps. I started with the one I use a lot. I gathered all the right tools. I ran through the set of steps to carry out for the next few minutes. Thirty minutes later, I was stuck...

So Much to Read

I am overwhelmed at times with how much I have left unread. It's not just the words written on blogs. But the sheer forms of writing I want to read. There are books, an unending list spread across many genres. I enjoy them all, and this form is the most engaging. Do I even elaborate more? Then there are the weekly magazines I like to catch up on regularly. I do not follow the daily news feeds. So weekly magazines are the only way to keep up with what's happening worldwide. There was a time when newspapers had a place...

Days well begun

After days of lethargy, I finally sat down to write today without any distractions or open tasks chewing at the back of my mind. Something that has become very rare. For the past few days, I have avoided pushing myself too hard. I have watched two movies since yesterday -- Dune and The Marvels. Dune might be a well-made movie or have nostalgic value for a few, but I didn't enjoy it. I watched it and was moved at times by the scale. But it didn't affect me in any meaningful way. The Marvels, on the other hand, did. I...

On losing my interest

I blog. But I no longer write. I believe I have lost my interest in writing. Or at least what I thought was my interest. Whatever that was, I am not doing that. There was a time when I used to find new and creative ways to put my thoughts out. Through fiction. Through sarcasm. Through well-thought-out essays. What I write today is neither. It's neither creative nor well-thought-out. By writing meaningless updates from my life, I rob myself of the opportunity to think deeply. Is writing regular updates bad? Of course not. Many enjoy doing that, and I respect...

The meaningless routine

Another Sunday, a regular one this time, unlike the last. I did a lot of long-pending chores that I had been avoiding for quite a few days, followed by a good amount of reading. As I sit down to write this, I am enjoying the relaxed mindset this has put me in. It's only in such periods of calmness that I think better. I haven't posted anything on my blog for a week now. Not that this has been an unusually hectic week. I have had busy weekdays for a few months now. I still wrote actively, something that's not...