Welcome y’all


09/11/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

November has been a disappointment I tell you. At one end there are thousands who’re taking part in the NaNoWriMo and at the other there’s me. Completely bereft of ideas and opposed, at least that’s what it’d seem like if one judges a priori, to the basic mental capacity to string words together. I’m totally left out to dry by the Gods of literary delight this month.

And before I know it the last month will be here ready with it’s noose, swinging with such precision and regularity that it’d put Galileo’s thingy to shame. No no! Not THAT thingy that you’re probably thinking!

What’s that thing goes that goes swinging from one end to the other and was much reason for skipped meals for the fabled scientist?

Pendulum. That’s right. Yeah, the darn pendulum! So, yes, the noose will be here and when the countdown begins I’ll be short of making the mark. To prevent that from happening I’ve got a plan. Yes, sir! I do have plans. Remember what it was like here in September? That’s what’s gonna happen here for the remainder of this penultimate month!

This latent opportunist rose in me after I happened to open a Word document dated 05.05.2010 and realised that I had grand plans for Ho-Hum. I did execute a few, but I’ve got a Pandora box of seemingly unending lists of what work needs to be done. I’ve got multiple “To-Do” lists at my disposal. Some of them are regarding official work; some regarding vacations and, trust me on this one, there is a list of eateries I was expected to exhaust by the end of 2013.

I’ve done nothing. I’ve been planning a lot. I plan a lot. Planning comes easily. Execution though, is a bitch. I’ve planned to wake up at the crack of dawn since the past 3 years. I’ve done it, I’m very optimistic when I say this, not more than 10 times. That too never more than twice consecutively. Then I’ve been procrastinating over making a tight schedule for everyday. I’ve probably mastered the art but, again, execution is a bit of a bother.

I’ve got long lists that tell me to not make anymore lists, to not keep making them on every scrap of paper I find. It’s become so difficult now that the only time I own a blank sheet of paper is when it’s someone else’s! The least I could do is to at least collate the innumerable lists into one Master List.

But, no sire, that wouldn’t be fun would it?

So what I do instead is make another list. This particular lst tells me that I need to stop making lists. It never ends, I tell you. Honstly.

Siddiqui F.

PS: September was good. Here’s why.

6 thoughts on “Welcome y’all

  1. When you do get around trying those eateries. ..don’t forget to call me. 🙂

    • Haha… It’s been in the planning stage since a year. I think I will have to get down to it seriously and do at least a few before December ends! 🙂

      • Rajiv says:

        At the risk of sounding pushy, sign me up for the eatery plan too brother. I am a foodie too and I would love to chomp my ass off with other foodies! 😛

        Oh and the list making thing – so totally relate to that man! I make lists of things like “review privacy settings on every damn social network, read more on internet anonymity, learn more on some crazy esoteric theory, etc.” … While all the pragmatic things i ignore 😛

  2. Aamil says:

    Come out with all those posts. Go, Siddiqui! Go! 🙂

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