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This hot sultry afternoon I feel like writing. Nothing specific in mind as there are so many thoughts popping and fading. From past few days I have had at least three things to blog about each day, but blame it on my lazy attitude, I never took the pain to get down to my laptop and get those free electromagnetic waves (of thoughts) stored on some semiconductor device. LOL. :-D

Right now, on the wall opposite to me there is a tennis racket hanging. I started liking Lawn Tennis when I first saw Roger Federer playing in the Wimbledon on my television screen. The ease and elegance with which he played made the game look so simple. Those unmatched services left me awestruck. Had I been eloquent, I would have blogged only about Federer's style of playing.After watching his game I decided to learn how to play lawn tennis and soon found a coach for myself. With exuberance I went to the court on first day and impressed the coach. I had been playing basketball before so I am not bad when it comes to playing games and few other sports (few other sports because I crushed my ankle while practicing for Long Jump). So, I was pretty good at this tennis thing, but it did not last for long. The class began at 6:30 a.m. and ended around 7:05 a.m. I used to reach home by 7:15 or 7:20, and then within twenty minutes I had to get ready for my college because the college bus arrived at 7:40 a.m. Being a relaxed person, I refrain from taking any sort of unnecessary stress or trouble. So, I gave up the idea of learning lawn tennis and focused on my studies. Yes, I did know "all study and no play makes Jack a dull boy", yet I went with my decision. Now the racket is hanging there, reminding of the job undone. May be I'll think of joining the class again.

Next, the wall on the other end of the room has a red chart paper pasted on it with cello tape on it. The chart paper has numbers 1 to 40 written on it. I had put up that chart for the purpose of getting up early and going to the gym. I kept crossing the days, with pencil, when I kept my resolution. But that didn't last for long either. After a week, or may be a little more, I fell out of the habit of waking up early. Then I used the same chart to mark the number of days when I learned new words to improve my vocab. Needless to say, I failed again. After eight days I thought of taking a break and the break lasted for months :-D Now you must be thinking what a big failure I am. I don't take it that way. In first place I tried, and in the process of trying I did improve myself. When you decide to do a task, it is not always necessary to  finish it up. The experience you gain in the act of doing the job does count. I am at my vocab task again and I will try to wake up early too.

Did I tell you I have a big pink teddy bear in my room? The teddy is giving me stern looks because I had to wash it and I didn't complete that job as well. Oh! I even forgot to wash the blue stars ( which are soft toys) and two big cushions. And what about the useless photostatted papers peeping out of the cupboard...??? :-P

I guess I should stop here or else I'll have a long list titled 'Incomplete Tasks'. :-D Now if you don't find me here blogging you know what I'll be doing. :-D

Take Care!