The Story of Sugar and Spice

Its not unusual that you find yourself piled up with so much work that it wouldn't be a surprise if your middle name were 'procrastination'. The tasks in hand would literally overflow out of control, that you might even wonder if your grocery bill is as long as your to-do list. Come-what-may, you may be the type who is obsessed about keeping your working ambience clean, but now you can do nothing about the dungeon you are working in. You might have to just walk on the rubble, helpless. Time can be such a killer. Just when you are done with one job and would like to take a break, you notice that the break is only haunted by the next task that you are going to undertake. In the middle of all this mess, when you thought that you have had enough for the day, the closest of friends might surprise you with an unexpected bad news. Probably your friend just thought that it would be fun to humour you when you least expected it and make your day complete. So sweet!


Now, if there was this friend to whom you turned to at such times, it might just happen that this person is also held up with something. You very well know that this is the opportunity to cheer up your friend, but the otherwise-hyperactive brain of yours is now devoid of any ideas. In a futile attempt to bring a smile across the friend's face, you might only be found fooling around with the emoticons while chatting. In spite of all this, you might manage to get yourself into those moments of sweet nothings, so that you could just relieve yourself out of the stress. But when it all ends, you are back to square one, trying to get the 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle together. Its like this unbreakable vow - there is no escape and no choice. That's when you begin to feel all cheesy about yourself. After a long hard day, you finally, think its time to crash and pull the blanket over yourself, only to realise that you are hungry. Its endless and its routine!




Though its true that somethings are bound to be what they are, its a great thing when you realise that you still have the ability to give yourself those bouts of sweet surprises. So long, you might have been reluctant to get out of your comfort zone. But now, that uncomfortable zone, might not have seemed all that bad after all. The maze wasn't all that difficult to get though. You might feel like a phoenix out of its ashes. When at last you reap the results, you realise that the rewards were worth your sacrifice. Its a deep warm feeling of self-satisfaction. You feel happy that you took the risk. You feel grateful that you managed to give yourself that push and begin to wish that your hands were a bit longer to conveniently give yourself that pat on your back. At the end of it all, you might have just heaved a sigh of relief, but inside you, there would be one spark that would be all set to take on the next ordeal. That's when after a really long time, your mind is calm and free to enjoy the sounds of your favourite music and you would be waiting to spend a quiet moment by the seaside, with the people you love. Its also that time when you experience the eternal bliss of the obnoxious odour of your unkempt room and the taste of the horrible food you have been surviving on for the past few days! Puke!


P.S.: I will be extremely glad if someone can completely relate to whatever i have written. It would just give me the comfort of having company :)