Woke up earlier than usual. Spent the whole day thinking, philosophizing and getting inspired to become a physicist in the purest, deepest meaning of the word.
The search led me to a search on Google where I needed to look at something, ANYTHING, that would instigate a scientific, mathematical, and creative eagerness in me that would sustain all through to a PhD and further.
And here I am now, after having spent the entire day studying mathematics in the beautifully windy, rainy, sunny weather outside in the front veranda. And then later on drinking coffee and then watching a few episodes of the BBC’s The Paradise (recommended).
Lying on my stomach on a silky, royal blue comforter that feels cool to the touch with oil on my eye brows, stinging eyes, and the temptation to pray.
Good night, all you love monkeys.
I hope I dream of fairies and secret gardens full of glowing flowers and the promise of an adventure. I hope that you do too.
Every once in a while I spend a few hours online going through the different assortment of blogs I have been acquainted with over the years. Its usually after I’ve had a generally very practical immediate-past that I turn to people’s experiences for enriching my day with variety and color. Its completely a different subject matter that I take out very little from said blogs except amusement. My personal favorites are ones where there a bunch of things beautifully, and smartly, displayed and described, like in Park & Cube.
Albeit their lack of functional reality, blogs can be extremely entertaining – and if you stretch the truth a little, they can be somewhat educational.
When I go through my fashion/personal/gadget/travel/random blogs’ list, it ends up feeling like a community, like its a one big life shared amongst a hundred people all over the world. As if I had been to all these beautiful places, and met all these wonderful people. Wore all those clothes, and ate all those berries. So much so that I find myself, more often than not, agreeing or disagreeing or even laughing out loud on their commentaries and opinions. It all feels so very personal. The fact that I, reaping that community’s benefits. give so little of it back bothers me. As no two lives are alike (which is a mind-boggling concept in itself), the sharing process becomes even more complex, and even odd – albeit the very obvious narcissistic quality of such exchanges, whose latest addition are
selfies… Thousands of selfies.
And, thence, this post. It is written as an appreciation for all the dedicated bloggers who are either travelling the world right now or are snuggled up in bed in front of their PCs, thanks to your selfless sharing of your lives that millions of people like me can have all those experiences sitting at home.
All pictures from Park & Cube, whose blogs I am going through.