I am not dead.....

I am alive and doing wonderful........I wish I could give a logical explanation of why I didn't write since last month......but none exists.......neither I was too busy with work.....not was I struggling to spare time from my not-very-busy schedule......it is simple....I don't prefer to compel my instincts to do something unless it comes from the gut.......writing comes natural to me.......if I don't feel like writing, most probably, I won't......if any of you out there visited my page for new posts....the let me apologize for it.....

So things have pretty much changed in life......recent separation from my closest friends has added to the somberness......yes, I stay with my brother now......it is difficult to convince yourself and get adjusted to such new phase......at least not easy for someone who had been staying with friends since last 8 years.....no more freaking out on streets.....no more pillow fights.....no more pranks and verbal instigation.....no more dirt, filth and uncleanliness in the room (and on bed, of course)......and above all....a tragic surrender of all slang, abuses and profanity which added spice to our discussions.....

For some initial days.......the cleaned ambiance didn't suit me.....quite unusual for someone who has continuously subjected himself to dust and kachra.....the deprivation from my regular dust born mattress affected my sleep......sanitized bathroom, clean kitchen, well arranged items in wardrobes added to allergic sensitization.....I took time to get habituated to this major shift in my lifestyle.....but then, this was one of just another awkward things I face in day today life......I was soon over it.....

Laziness continue to be a companion still.....may be, because I and my brother both are lazy.....perhaps he is quite more in magnitude than I.....during weekends we wake up at afternoon 1 PM or later.....then brush our teeth and then take 30-45 Mins to decide whether we want to cook the lunch or have it outside......most of you would think that cooking at home is good option, which then, in our case is a laborious operation.....so we walk out to some near by restaurant.....while we go out of apartments everytime I find a lot of kids playing at the parking area.....I frown on few of them occassionally for no particular reason just so that they keep away from my bike and don't tamper its accessories....my brother had his helmet lock broken by some kids while we used to stay at paradise....then here someone stripped off his gatepass sticker......usually these menacing creatures also leave my bike on choke and I don't figure it out until I notice in the feul indicator that the fuel is drying rapidly....

Things still seem to be going fine.....I don't notice any dramatic changes in me except keeping my bedsheet little cleaner than earlier.....and yes, washing undergarments is now a routine thing : D

will post more updates soon.....thanks.....