morning boy's letters on serious matters and commentary on funny things aplenty
If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time?
The question means, we would unpunctuatedly awake. That would be atrocious.
I would spend the extra time to figure what would make folks want, if not need, sleep.
But imagine, if sleep wouldn’t be needed, would we even be aware that there is a process, a state of being, called sleep.
Aww, atrocious! Sleep is my lover.
What are your favorite animals?
Sleep.
The longer it is, the better I feel. Like last night. I was in the company of a really long sleep, and it felt great. Am in a good mood now.
Do you trust your instincts?
What are instincts?
Dreams, escape, hyper-mobility, voices, spendthriftiness, quick impressions, quick judgments, snappiness et al
By instinct, practiced over time, I take time, offer deadpan looks in response to outrageous stuff, step out to run at really odd times… I trust myself.
What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?
The month that allows me to run in the mornings… And then offers me a lot of time to find good books and read some…
You never know when such months pass by, and you never which months should such months be compared to, to figure out a favorite month.
Am reading Brian J McVeigh’s phenomenal A Psychohistory of Metaphors.
What principles define how you live?
First you shape the building,
Then the building shapes you.
Replace the word ‘building’ with some other expressions and see how it feels.
It has been difficult to find things that are ‘absorbing’.
Finding things that are absorbing, absorbs me. That kind of situation.
What could you do more of?
Recall, yesterday’s conversations and elements that populated my time, in greater detail, and find kinks in intentions of all whom met.
I think I do. Many grudges. And then I think I don’t.
‘Holding a grudge’, phrasing this way feels like it is a deliberate conscious act/action/activity. And because of such phrasing, we may also end up thinking we can ‘unhold’ a grudge.
There are ways of looking at a ‘grudge’, even treating it. But just because there exists some ‘grudge’ doesn’t mean we are ‘holding’ it. :)
What brings a tear of joy to your eye?
Am watching this Pakistani drama series Kabli Pulao. The character Barbina, she brings a tear of joy to my eyes.
I chanced upon the expression ‘source of words’ and then in the process of writing a post with that title, I chanced upon the expression ‘container of words’.
Very exciting for me in the context of learning of second (or non-native) languages.
If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be?
The subject line answers the question.
In the Indian weather, for most geographies and for a very good part of the year, that’s always the desire: Airy Dressing.
Answered better through pics actually. So pics shall follow soon.
What bores you?
At different times, different things have bored me.
Management Conferences bore me.
Linkedin filled with mushy management write-ups and updates bore me.
What bores you?
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.
Where they’ve taken me? Not far geographically. Largely in my neighborhood.
In terms of feeling, very very far. May be sharpened all my senses, all across my body.
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