Mornings and Musings

(Post my childhood) I have never been an early morning person, maybe because I have never been an early night person :-)In my early days in Hyderabad, somehow going to bed was similar to saying goodbye to the day that's past, mostly in a mood of mellow contentment at having achieved something, or because of being absolutely and totally bone-tired. That was rarely my case, and for some reasons, I always seemed to have been dealing with the unfinished, as if there was something I had not told someone, or as if there is a thought still not properly formed in my mind, so....

This of course means that there have been more nights than I can remember -- of not sleeping at all, reading up or talking to someone equally intent on not sleeping, or going for a ride (and waiting for the Irani Chhai to be served at quaintly named Cafes like Taftian, Rising Sun, Rock Sea, Friends Circle or Great India) or writing, or listening to the same songs over and over again.

Like, this one for instance*.

Dheere Dheere Subah Huyi **

This is not to say that I cannot get up early in the mornings or that I have not got up early in the mornings. But getting up that early is not a habit or a routine or a set pattern or whatshallIcallit in my case.

(You probably would be right in saying that I don't have any patterns at all, but then neither of us know me well enough.)

Whatever may be said in favor of sleeping late, getting up early in the morning gives an amazing high. I have been told (by a friend who himself was an early riser) that sleep is bliss and waking up someone who is sleeping is like breaking a magic spell or shattering a wondrous dream but I would say that getting up early in the morning (out of one's own volition and choice) is probably the best way to start a new day.

And I guess, sleep is anyway a big waste of time, all said and done :-)

* In my Kimtee Colony, Tarnaka days, among other things, the Internet wasn't all pervasive then. This is when "The Old Woman of Lalapet" happened.
** From one of my numerous past lives, yes. Please don't send me hate mail in case you don't like Jeetendra. I used to just listen to this song, or you can say, used to trip on it, never "saw" the song before today.