Beat the heat !!

woke up today and started wondering about the heat.It's just never ending.it's hot when i wake up it's hot when i go to sleep.last evening i was talking with some kids in my apartments and we kinda made a resolution that no matter how hot it gets we are gonna continue with the cricket because that's the only time of the day we feel active. I hibernate for the rest of the day . I feel that the sun has conspired with the clouds here in delhi. They are on a mission. a mission to kill !! Whenever some sort of weather extreme happens here i get a sad feeling. Not just for me not being able to amble around in the city meeting people but for those who do not get power for days in their homes and even worse, The one's that do not have homes. I think i fall in the lucky one percent of this country to be able to write this artilce on a computer and ya, with the air conditioner on.

The weather here just depresses me and makes me inactive.But i got a mail yesterday from someone asking me if i wanted to participate in the preparatory runs for the upcoming marathons in the country. Nothing could make me more happier i replied. Someone asked a marathon runner once.. Why do you do it? and the simple yet profound reply was "because i can". It makes you feel alive, It makes you face your limitations, It show's you how weak you are and yet how strong you can be! So here's the deal- there is a 10 km run in NOIDA being organized by runningandliving.com on 19th july.Anyone who is interested can mail me and i'll apply for you. Just don't think about the heat as a barrier because its in july and things will ease up by then. So gear up to hit the roads !!

Writing about Writing

here's what i penned down tonight...short and to the point!!

Sometimes i wish i could paint. Paint on the walls,paint on my hands, paint on the glass windows of my house. Even though i feel like painting i am terrible at it. I am terrible at anything that requires the artistic use of my hands so i write, and that too on a text editor. So that people don't see how terrible my hand writing is. I have felt helpless whenever i've had to write something on paper. But just to make this article more interesting for myself I am originally writing this on a piece of paper i found lying around on my desk and i just love the sound my pen is making when it hits the surface. And to make things even better the lights are out and i am using my sister's cell phone to see while i write this.

I wonder what is it that inspires me to write even when i have such a bad hand writing and what is it that inspires me to paint when i can't even draw a hut properly forget a human being. Something crosses my mind while i introspect about this. It's peace, and here's an explaination for it. While I am writing this people downstairs are shouting at the security guard, enquiring why the light's are out. We always have a choice. A choice to fill our time and space with chaos or peace and as i figured it out just now,I instinctively choose peace. It's deeply programmed in me.

Now that the power is back on I am going to write this on my text editor for others to see :)