Anyways this is not the point of this blog, in all these mess up i pulled out some of my own, again i wont mention WTF i have/had done. When i slept yesterday i already had a feeling the next morning would be a bad bad day. So i decided to be optimistic and kick the heck out of the day.I worked it out literally, Got up earlier than usual. Sunday morning is a very less explored option, if you understand what i intend to say :). So getting up early was the first good thing i did for the day. Ahh and then its said if your left eye is blinking its a bad omen haha i better it out my left eye was not responding, it was still no blink at all, guess i manged to rub the hell out of it through the night. Freshened myself splashed some water, opened into my balcony it was awesome. You could actually go poetic if your loved ones are with you definitely you wouldn't resist a cute hug and few kisses to go with it. That feeling got me bit saddened. Ahh exactly the reason i gotup early to get some kickass morning. I thought it was the right time for getting that 'hey morning jog' period. Geared self with my running shoes, again it was as good as new, and track shorts and a cool tee. On my way to the near by garden saw many oldies 'working' out. Time to up the tempo, let them know what a morning jog 'actually' looks like.
Pitoush and i was off with my entu to jog at top speed, novice you see. 10 mins and 4 rounds and i was fuming and puffing had to reach out to a near by bench, all the oldies where smiling (silent laugh i suppose) at me. I but manged a reply, cutest smile ever and on my feet again this time a bit sensible walking another 20 mins with now 9 rounds then bit jog and run i was back to normal. Its really a good feeling to get so pumped up early in the morning. I jogged down to a tea stall nearby. On the way saw some firangs jogging and cycling. Spreading all the love in them smiles all around and yeah the woman who was cycling would be in her 60's. It pours on my mind its upto you how you decide to live your life. Get that running shoe of yours and show others how its done. After two cups of tea i was on my way back when my eye fell upon another old lady and she was visibly into 60's frail and weak and she was not jogging she was trying to sell fruits. One lady cycling out and other selling fruits for her living. I was obliged to buy some mangoes, she was selling it at higher price then usual but it would pinch me much i din't bargain a skill am no good at. I gave her some extra bucks for her gritty punch on the face of life full of hardship. Suddenly i realized the lack of young girls, wonder banglorites are in abundance on 'Y' chromosome.
Life's good but not happy without the sweet good morning call.
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