Musing 2

 It's 5:52 PM. I'm lying down on the carpet. That's what I do these days. Lie down.

It is getting dark. I'll just stare at the dream catcher dangling on the wall until it completely gets dark. Does it really work? Well it doesn't help with my day dreaming.I should get up and switch on the lights. Maybe in a while.

I smell freshly cut grass, evening breeze. It's from the lawn. There's a lot of greenery around. Pleasant to eyes, not so much for my olfactory senses. It tickles my throat. I should get up to shut the window or else I'll get a sore throat. Maybe in a while.

I can see a few papers lying on the table. Just some rough sheets with random words scribbled on them. How are they not flying by now? I lift my head from the carpet to look. A book is weighing them down. Is something weighing me down too? I think it's the book, I should have finished it by today. Maybe in a while.

My phone buzzed with a call. It was a friend of mine. I had been meaning to talk to her for a while now. I stare at the screen till it stops buzzing. She texted me asking where I am. I should call her back. Maybe in a while.

My room looks quite dishevelled. I recall my father- अव्यवस्थित कमरा, अव्यवस्थित जीवन. I should begin with picking up the clothes on the floor or picking up myself, from the floor I mean. Maybe in a while.

It's 6:22 . There's no other light in the room except from my phone screen. Really need to switch on the lights now. I switch off my phone and turn to my side. Maybe in a while