Thats the start!

28th Aug 2008.
Why do I want to blog? I really don’t know..Just now I felt its better than saving word documents in my laptop after I have scribbled something!
So, here I go with my first one.

Simple pleasures, Endless laughs, Crazy day dreams, Unlimited chats, Occasional mood swings, Nostalgic thoughts and much more make my days!!!

Though not into the world of writing, I feel its one of the best ways you can caress your feelings. To dance like no one is watching you, pen down what you want as no one will read it. It feels good…

I start here on one of those less demanding days in office with no clue on where it will take me. There are things in which I lose interest once I have explored it, so I am not sure how blogs will be with me. Sometimes I wish I had (free) Internet access in my trains on my up and down journeys to office which consumes almost 1/12th of my time in a day. I have never appreciated the idea of being lonely in life as I have always grown up with people around. But these train journeys have proved the effect of exclusive time for myself.

I have tried reading in trains; but I can stick to that only if the topic of reading can keep me interested. Mostly the intial ten minutes will be on reading the free Metro from Leeds station. I have lost interest in reading the usual themes on rapists, killers, holiday paparazis and so on though I try to keep me updated with what goes on around. I have tried sudoku’s in trains. If the day had been stressful, I tend to tear off my sudoku rather than erasing and trying out options. However, I keep one handy for my good moods to solve them. One of my colleagues supply me with local magazines to keep me occupied in trains which is so nice of her. When I try to kill time with that I absolutely hate it when people standing stare at the magazines as they have some catching snapshots and stuff.

Occasionally I try to ring my Mums(Mum and Mum-in-law) in the evening trains. But the 3 network sometimes drives me crazy as they have limitations in covering my entire train journey! The same happens when my friend who lives down London rings me for our catch ups (quite frequently though). But, we have tried to manage our times more effectively and manage our chats while we walk or cook; this is simply because I don’t prefer to talk in local language when I am trains as most people would find it annoying. Its sad that both of us can’t manage each other’s mother tongues, the only language we have in common is English. Somehow, I don’t know how annoying it can be to others when I talk in my mother tongue while I am in trains. My perception is that no one understands it and so would not be a problem. Sometimes I may be wrong and this must be something which annoys people more. However, last ten minutes of my journey I continuously challenge the network to get me connected to my hubby baby to check when he would come home. Another hidden intention (interest!!!) is to check if he can pick me up from station even though its less than five minutes of a walk to home from station. He likes it not to be first at home in the evenings. So, he tries to catch me in the evenings if he can.

And yeah, that leaves me with almost 40 minutes again in trains. I have always tried to do my Vishnu Sahasranamam in the mornings. But then, it’s a shame that I doze off in the middle of that. However, I try to do it as much as possible in my conscious mind. And I take a little nap which gets me neck aches when I reach my destination. I should confess that it gets really embarrassing in the mornings when you wake up with your alarm 5 minutes before it reaches Leeds station and you see a number of people looking at you in a funny way (may be I sleep awkward!).

Now that leaves me another 20 minutes to rush to the station now to catch my evening train. If possible I will be trying to pen down something regularly while I am in trains. That again depends on my good will to carry lappy toppy everyday as I tend not to work from home much. That’s it for now, a considerably good start I guess. Cheers!