My early morning

Its 6:30 am and I'm up! And fresh! I got enough sleep. Gotta love this life; I slept a whole 8 hours.

So last night when I returned to the hotel, I had 40 minutes between when I got in and a client call. I decided to try a power work-out, which in retrospect was so easy. I should do this more often. Now that I'm up so early (6:30 IS early for Hyderabad days; I don't leave the hotel until 9), I'm going to do another power work-out. My power work-out consists of 50 sun salutations, crunches, arms and legs exercises....which I have no idea why I feel the need to explain.

In other news, my team won the Asia Pac award for the best case- something I'm quite jazzed about. Its a nice way to start this 'early' morning. Hopefully, we'll all do a fun retreat in Goa or Thailand or something. It does help to have me and Peepu on the same 'broader' case team.

Adding to the joy of this early morning is Continental Airlines, who have recently become a part of Star Alliance, helping me merge my SIA miles with my Continental miles, and sponsoring a vacation to South East Asia for me.

Speaking of travel, my UK visa is done and now I'm waiting for the Schengen. I'm excited but sometimes unsure of the holiday. See, I have to go to the UK because my friends are all there. Then, we planning to head to Amsterdam and I interrupted that with 2 days in Paris (I take full blame- Paris is entirely my idea). The concern is that Paris is awesome, and I won't want to leave it. I don't care as much for getting high in Amsterdam. But I heard they're cooler things there. So, lets try it. We're trying to get this cool hostel right in the middle of the city. The other sad one is that both Paris and Amsterdam have their sales starting only in January.

Finally, I've been making chocolate and tonnes of it. I start on Sunday mornings and end in the afternoon; feed my friends through the week. I feel like aunty chocolat!

I'm off for my workout, playing Meatloaf in the background. Rock and roll dreams is my Meatloaf favourite.

Edited to add:

Fun fact about me: I have 3,000 travel plans of which not even 3 are likely to materialize. I can't work if I don't have travelocity or makemytrip open in another window.

Fun fact #2: I have over 3,000 articles on different places I want to visit, and there are times when I wonder what I’m so happy about. That’s when I open this folder to depress myself a bit, and establish normalcy.

Fun fact#3: When I really want to test someone’s affection for me, I float the most random travel idea. I judge them based on their response. For instance, recently, at 6:00 am, I called Peepu from the airport, suggesting we go to Andaman and Nicobar islands. I finally shut up when I realized it takes 18 hours and costs Rs 34,000. But he’s so sweet for agreeing 

Why are we so complicated?

So we called it off. Why? Because we are complicated beings. We get it all easy, and hence decide we have a right to be fussy about everything. We're fussy about when we say 'seeing' vs 'dating' vs boyfriend' vs 'into you' vs 'love'. We find it easier to be sad than happy. Because we're too intense. You know what's wrong? We have first world problems. Its something I inherited from an old friend. Its funny, he had more first problems than anyone I know, but refused to use this word on himself. Whatta clown! Any way, we are way too intense.

Damn, but I'm not! You guys know me to be happy, fun and free. Should I become complicated too? I genuinely find it easier to be happy even when EVERYTHING goes wrong.

Any way I'll continue later. Right now, I'm listening to Tom's Dinner (remember, Suzanne Vega?). Because I'm a happy person. And this song is perfect for this weather. I don't follow it exactly, but it makes me smile.

So early in the morning

Why in the world would you wake up at 4:00 am, when you have a flight at 6:20, and you live less than 7 minutes from the airport?!?! Don't ask me. About 30 minutes before my alarm went off, I decided it was time to rise and shine. I'm not shining right now. So what do I do at this point? I'm wearing White salwar-kameez, so don't feel like lying down and ruining its shape. Its 4:30 am, so not very nice to wake the folks up. I could head to the airport and watch people until I board. Or I could sit here in my room, at 4:30 am (yes!), listen to Red FM and attempt writing a post.

Work has lately not been giving me much time. I clocked over 95 hours last week. This week is likely to be a 70-75 one, but even 70 implies 14 hours a day you know. And I live an hour's drive away from home. No, I don't know why I do this. But I like it, more often than not.

I did take a couple of weekends off. There was Agra, which was not entirely personal but fun any way. Then, last week I went to Sohna, where I had an absolutely fantastic 2 days. Of course, this was interspersed with moments of doubt and sadness, but that's all right. Smooth sailing is over-rated.

And hey, this week, I'm without a blackberry. I had withdrawl symptoms, like I couldn't sleep the night before even though I turned in by 11:00 pm. But last night, was peaceful. And now, I think I'm getting used to it *secret*. May be I won;t get it fixed.

I'm off to Hyderabad soon. Thank you world for making tele check-in, the ipod and ham and cheese sandwiches at Baker street (that's a cafe, not the pretty part of London. I live in India!!).

Adios!

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I feel so alone....its gloomy. I was nearly sure this autumn and this winter will be happy.
I'm getting my hair cut, and now I'll just walk outside the coffee shops. Its a Saturday but there's no sign of Saturday happiness.

All I wish is that this passes. Some times, loneliness has no reason. It just stays