I believe living life a day at a time, yes I concur with the AA! Normally every day begins at 7 am, and depending on my taste bud [yes I do mean food] it takes me to varied places. If I have a mood for cooking, it will be a movie and simultaneous parata and palak paneer making [read instant]. Just yesterday a taste of idly took me to malleswaram, ctr and fried eggs at coffee house. My every stimulated taste buds have taken me on trips to coorg and even chennai for a dig at ponnaswami's kekada.
- MohandaaS
Life without a plan. (As straight n simple as mohandaas's hair)
"Ahhhh!!"It’s like living my worst nightmare! Life without a plan? For a person like me, who plans and schedules (with timing) each activity, where running behind a schedule alone presses the panic button, the mere thought of relinquishing control completely gives me the shivers.
the basic essence to live without a plan I feel, is be the absolute brave heart who accepts on is willing to take in anything that life throws at you with open arms, and adhering to the default prototype from which I sum designed imp not like that at all..
But, as an experiment, if I were to let myself go completely, I guess I’d end up looking like the sole player in the dodge ball game at which the entire opponent team is aiming at.
But, why is it so different after all to play this game of life, out n out, maybe because I loose out or my safety gear, or rather my backup plan on which I know I can fall back on safety. so , in short it’s tough to come out of the safety zone.now,for a day in this mad adventure, where I am blind folded would mean , firstly a big brave heart , to be ready for anything anytime. Secondly, another big heart for consolation [just in case nothing at all happens that day]. Thirdly a big positive attitude to smile at myself even if I fall [very difficult]. Next peace of mind and most importantly a great playlist. [To take care of me in any and every possible mood]- see I do keep a safety backup after all. And yes I have been on such trips and yes I have freaked out. And the worst ones are those, when a bunch of us [good for nothings] say plan up a place, and lets meet up. and when we do , the reply comes don’t know , let’s go , we will end up somewhere [ boy that freaks me out].because these end up somewhere places always make us end up 'late' and 'hungry' to hotels which say lunch time over . In short somewhere most often ends up in nowhere.
But like MohandaaS copies when he says, “the journey is the destination ", these journeys are actually beautiful since there is no order or no actual way to do things right, rather there is no right. It’s just all of us acting totally drunk. Cheers to the madness or rather life without a plan.
-Taniya