It was a pleasant, bright and dull day which was making me feel highly restless. Early in the morning, at around 10:30, global heat burner SUN caught me with his cold hands which I couldn't tolerate as I was pretty comfortable with the chillness. Needless to say, which has to be explicitly conveyed, I didn't want to proceed with my day activity. Situations, often does not let you do, what you wish to do, because it gives you the full freedom to select your choice. So I proceeded with getting ready to work on the procedures that are defined clearly, for which I hold a responsibility to clarify the uncertainties related to the pre-defined procedures. First challenge for me everyday is to find my gadgets which I don't take anywhere I travel. Once done with the previous activity, which was not completed, came down near my two-wheeler which had a flat tyre and an empty tank. Red Signal on the way let me go further, by applying the break. Headed towards east in the north-west direction. Was already late to start, so made sure I drove slowly in the pathway. For a change, the office was closed when I reached. So went ahead and proceeded with my work. She was stuck in the procedure, for which I made sure, I sat with her and clarified, so that she continued to be stuck with the issue. Outlook touched me with the meeting reminder, which I honored by going out and proceeded with a coffee and a cigar. The day moved with the watches and clocks stand still. As usual, I was brisk post-lunch, so went straight to the dormitory and slept. Had a silent sleep with lots of disturbing dreams. An organized and arranged cubicle, neat and clean bedroom, less traffic roads and rules following vehicles and similar horrifying dreams made the sleep, an uncomfortable one. Woke up with a shock and realized that dawn had cleaned the sky and filled me with the need to proceed towards work. Started again with the search for what to be done, what to pick, where to go and how to proceed. Where is the end for this, when I have never realized that it has started? Does a copy mean anything if paste doesn't work. We still call it to be right, even if people write with left hand. Irony had penetrated and percolated all parts of the life without permissions. END attempts to begin everything with a start and by hoping a start will end all my problems, this January, I marched towards the end of confusion.
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