Just another lazy sunday, or is it?

Lights out, Alice!

Waking up to the chatter of birds and the first rays of sunshine that plays truant with your curtains that were drawn oh so tiredly yesterday night. Nope, this exactly not how Sundays are. You wake up to the scolding of your parents for sleeping in, the mad rush of the vociferous children playing along the corridor trying hard to forget the horrors and tortures of the prison called home.

Kids are meant to be free, and Sundays are meant to be lazy. But I also want to be a formula one driver (V8 supercars will equally awesome) and we all know that none of the above is going to happen anytime soon.

If you delay on what's required to be done at that particular moment, you are procrastinating, but the fact this delay is happening does not hit until it is too late. Your mind is playing games at you, with itself. You are surrounded by the pretence that whatever delay that is occuring is well justified and accounted for and for that matter, everything is under control. No, it is not. It never is. If there was one thing that Shakespeare has taught me, it is this : "Security is mortal's chiefest enemy." Security is like the world that you are viewing through your eyes. This source of vision has been right so many times that would trust it in a heartbeat. But how does one know that all that one sees is correct. We can be lied to by our eyes. But since we rely on it so much and don't double check, it can lead to all the problems in the world.

Figure out a way and Lights out Alice!