Festive laziness is productive because it force you do something productive after festivities.

  1. Got hands on the book “Art and Fear” by David Bayles and Ted Orland. Two cool phrases are “Art is made by ordinary people” and “Making art can feel dangerous and revealing”.
  2. Draw your mind out on a paper first and then make it look decent but sometimes, it needn’t to look good.
  3. Again revisiting the book “Hell yeah or no” by Derek Sivers. I feel that I’m more inclined towards the books/pdf/letters/notes with less words on a page.
  4. Worth visiting the digital space of Sahil Bloom. Loved his newsletters in form of short stories.
  5. Taking more than 1 nap in a day because why not. This is what festivities are for – rest.
  6. Watching 2 podcasts on creativity within a week.

Someone crossed our path like no one has ever did

No matter how often the sand veils the trail

The dune has to shift

Leaving behind the creatures print that once walked

When the imagined image fades

The real person appears

Eyes searching in another for a life once lived

A life more beautiful when everything is usual

The future holds its breath in the turning seasons

And winter, quiet and unsure

Shows the path ahead

Lit only by a halogen light

Yellow light will bring the brightness in path

When the switch is on.

Art became boring if there is less to do with pen/ pencil/ highlighter/ marker, paper/ notebook/ diary and some old stationery stuff. One simple pleasure is writing the date on an fresh page. There is some beauty in dates. After 4 cancelled online deliveries, I finally received a dater stamp. And, this is where my hands go blue.

Reading with physical book is a joy. The feel of physical pages, the smell of dated paper, the matt touch, the feeling of existence of compiled pages in front of eyes.

But..

Sometimes it makes me sleepy, makes hand cramp, increase weight in bag, and consume space.

So, tried to move my stakes to eBook reader.

Earlier, I used to be a lazy reader, could take enough time, okay- long enough to complete a single book. I used to give excuses to not read despite having enough time to survive a book. Eventually after struggling with everything odd, being able to reach the finish line of a book. But for starting an another marathon of reading(new book), I got stuck again in my loop.

Then one day, I got my hands on magical dose ie. eBook Reader, which provides me motivation and strength to move forward and finish the book fast. Here, I can’t see with my eyes and feel in my hand, the enormous stack of pages (I can see the page count at bottom but don’t feel the heaviness in hands – you know what I mean). The unknown factor somehow changes everything.

I have been using ebook for a while now, and it has been an amazing experience. At first, I thought it is not for me but as I sustain using it, it feels light to both heart and mind.

One summer evening, I went to my terrace to observe the blue sky with beautiful clouds. A baby mango covered in dark green leaves just saw me like it was looking for me, because I have seen her when she was just a flower. A corner of my eye just catches the view of baby mango. Our eyes just met like a river meets an ocean.

My heart ask her, is everything going good?

Mango replied, it just feels better. I am growing and want to become an adult just like another mango on adjacent tree.

Then suddenly, a noise arrives from the sky with a thunderous roar; the sound reaches the ground before the lightning (basic science principle). A few droplets fall gently onto my hand, and soon, many more descend from the sky, touching the earth and finally reaching that aspiring mango.

I catch myself thinking at a thought, “We all want to be adults, until we are”.