Day 81.
Not lockdown per se but seclusion for sure.
Yet another day where minutes blurred into hours and that made the day flow past by like crazy. I started at 9 AM and before I got the time it was 4 PM. And then I blinked next, it was 8 PM and here I am, trying to make sense of what and how and why.
These days the highlight of my day is this couple of times when I make myself some coffee. I mean I don’t really make coffee per se – I just boil water in an electric kettle and pour it over a coffee bad. But these two times during the day are the ones when I get into this meditative trance-like thing. Apart from that, it is a whirlwind of mindless activity. There is no work “work” per se but there is a lot of madness around things!
So the day goes past in a blur. Without a lot of action. But the day does pass by none the less. With each passing day, there are less and less of these moments that I want to cherish and save and remember once I grow old.
Except flashes of brilliance once in a while.
Like this song that a stranger shared with me on Instagram. Its called Baagey and a modern rendition of Jagjit Ji and Chitra Ji’s Tappe. Listen to Hari and Sukhmani. It is on Spotify here and I’ve been tripping on it since morning! And it is becoming an earworm and I can’t get enough of it!
That’s it. That’s all I had to say today.
Over and out.
Previous posts that I wrote during the lockdown are – 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 10, 11, 19, 30, 32, 34, 35, 37, 39, 45, 47, 57, 63, 64, 69, 74, 80