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DAY:27,28,29,30

Been busy. Or was I? you'll never know. Oh actually you will, because that's exactly what I do here. I write down what I've been doing throughout the day. In today's case what I've been doing for four days. Frankly speaking, I have no idea what I did on the 27th, but I'm sure it wasn't a great day, it's not been a great day in quite sometime. maybe the quarantine is finally getting to me. Maybe I'm slipping into depression, but my symptoms show more of aggression. And I really want to go to wonderla. Yes the days haven't been great, but there were some really great moments. 28th August, I woke up fairly early. These days (As in the past two days) I wake up before ten. But yes I still lie on bed till twelve; it's still an improvement. Morning's go by so fast. Probably because I spend it sleeping.  Anyways I didn't do much throughout the day I was watching Modern Family for sometime, then the class. All day I was asking amma to take us ...

DAY:22,23,24,25,26

   Forty-two days that’s a long time. It’s not unexpected to go off track. We’re all just mortals, we can’t be perfect, all you can do is try, sometimes we might fall off. But what matters is what we do when we fall. You didn’t fail the day you fell; you failed the day you decided not to get back up. There are so many incidences I regret because I didn’t bother to get myself up. So many things I started and never completed, so many times I didn’t even bother to try. And I always found the easy way out, just blame it on someone and forget the whole thing. But I can’t do that my entire life. I can’t blame amma anymore because I was lazy, I can’t blame chechi for my wrong choices, I can’t blame achacha for my inefficiency. It’s my life and I need to own up to my mistakes. And this time I am going to do just that. I’m going to do it forty-two days at a time, and I’ll pick myself up each time I fall and keep repeating the cycle. Getting into what I was doing the past couple o...

DAY:21

  Oh my God!!! Seriously what a day!!! I haven’t felt this great in so long…. You can’t compare anything to a day with your best friends. I had to wash the car today. I knew if I left it for later, I wouldn’t do it. So, for the first time in days, I woke up at nine-thirty. Though, I got off my bed only around ten. The first thing I did even before brushing my teeth, was go down to the basement and wash the car. Since it was still pretty clean from the previous wash, there wasn’t much to clean. I first dusted, then wiped it with a wet cloth and the wiped it dry again. When came back up, all sorts of animals were running in my stomach. I thought we had something special for breakfast, seeing how excited amma was. Not till I looked at my plate did I realise it was just upma, I have no clue why she was excited making upma. I went to bed to lie down for a while because I was super lazy to take a bath and get ready. That’s when Sheela texted “let’s dress up”. I wasn’t really into i...

DAY:20

  Why is it so hard for me to wake up early? I woke up at two-thirty again. I was so prepared to wake up early, I even kept alarm. Why is nothing working out. More over why is amma so irresponsible, shouldn’t she make sure I wake up on time? The day was very uneventful…. Pablo tried to make friends with fluffy, didn’t last too long. He’s jealous of me petting other dog’s. We didn’t have workout to do so I just lied on my bed, for the rest of the day. I’m so excited to meet my friends tomorrow…

DAY:19

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  I was up till four in the morning because I wasn’t able to bring myself to take a shower. It was way too cold.   Usually after a shower I become a happy person, but today I was feeling very uneasy. Without wasting anytime, I went to sleep, because I knew if I didn’t, I would unwillingly start thinking about a lot of unnecessary things. I woke up at two-thirty. I wished to sleep longer, but my phone was filled with all the work I missed, and I couldn’t slack off anymore just because I wasn’t feeling happy. I did some of the remaining work that Hrshitha had yet to get to. By the time I got off bed it was three in the afternoon. I sat in front of the TV with my lunch, since chechi was watching “You”, I watched it along with her. I’m not a fan of the show, so when I was done with my lunch I went back into my room. My plan was to lie down for a while, peacefully, but Pablo was busy putting his head out the window and barking his guts out, at dogs who could barely hear him. At f...

DAY:18

  What a hectic day…… I don’t think I sat for even an hour peacefully. Amma woke me up at one o’clock, because chechi had to go to her office, and amma was stuck in a meeting. I didn’t want another fight like last time with her leaving by herself, so I got ready as soon as I was woken. Also, I really wanted to get out of the house, and I couldn’t afford to miss this opportunity. In the excitement of being able to get out of the house, I didn’t grasp the extent of the commitment I just made. We left the house on a journey that seemed never ending. By the time we got home it was almost four. I hadn’t had a single drop of water from the time I woke up. And when I returned home, my OCD overpowered my hunger. I couldn’t help myself from cleaning the kitchen and making my bed. When I finally sat to eat it was four thirty, and I had a ton of things to do through out the day. I quickly had my lunch, and sat for my class, finally the wi-fi was working. After class, Pablo and I went ...

DAY:17

  I was tired even before the day started. I woke up at 10:30 with massive pain in my stomach. Lying on the bed trying to suppress the pain, I fell back to sleep. When I woke up again it was around one-thirty. I thought the pain was gone, but seconds after getting off the bed it reappeared, and I retraced my steps back to bed. Around three thirty, when I felt better, I got up to have lunch. Lunch was same as yesterday, what wasn’t the same was my reaction to it. But it’s fine amma was busy with work and she didn’t have time to prepare anything. I think it’s been days since I sat with chechi to have any meal. We broke the curse today by having lunch together, while watching “Modern Family”. This again is one of those rare shows we enjoy together. After lunch, as we were enjoying “Modern Family” an alarm went off. It was the oven. The awaited “Focaccia bread” was finally ready. The Mystery was unraveled, and I discovered Focaccia bread means over salted, over buttered plain bread...