Morning comes turns into mid day, quickly slips into dusk and soon it becomes night time. How each day passes away, it needs some observation. The whole routine is changed and has thrown off-track. Although it is a necessity albeit it brings about a silent stirring that demands to be done something about it.
First there is not much time and when there is some, the absence of concentration gobbles it down. You can't just sit and start focusing on writing. Writing! yes. That's what i have been missing these days so immensely, so deeply. Have a long way to go, have to write so many books and achieve the dream i dream about everyday. The journey has started off on a good note but somehow there are potholes barring ways. i don't mind struggling with them; i don't stop when they try to haunt. i just keep up with the pace, slow or fast, depends upon the state of mind and the circumstances but i prefer to keep going. For some, the journey to their dream destination starts off with jet speed. For some, it is slow. Either way, there is a journey to travel and there is a path to unravel.
When it is slow, sometimes it brings a certain type of silent stirring. You just wish to drop everything and do what's required, what's needed to silence it. But it is not possible. So you keep waiting, until you are back in your routine, into yourself and then pull the string to re-start the routine. Often, re-starting is tougher than the start. The former needs a big one-time push and then the rest sets into place automatically. And that's when the silent chaos churning you from inside sees the face of settlement. Your hunger is satisfied, the thirst is quenched and you no longer stay a nomad in a lost island.
i am, by the way, writing this post to satisfy that silent stirring, to get away from the recognition of a nomad. i am on a lost island but there is a purpose. Once it is fulfilled, i'll be back in my sanctuary and will be able to worship the routine. There will hopefully be plethora of time to sit and write and sit and read. The mere thought is exhilarating but let's not divulge much into it. Let the time come and i'll enjoy the naivety of routine happiness.