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four seasons of expressions
I have been sleeping on the 'right' position of the top bunk of my double deck bed. My head resting comfortably on the headboard and my feet likewise at the other end. But not until 9 months back when I pulled a topsy turvy and rested my head on the opposite side instead. I just needed to break the monotony. Break the usual.

We're habitual creatures, don't you think? We get too good in repeating the same things in life over and over again, and for the rest of our lives. We have done that so well that we deliberately abandone our brains and take likeness to a robot.

The irony about man is then when 'change' becomes the ultimatum, our instant response kicks in- the ability to dupe ourselves to think that we're making changes, when in actual fact we're back to repetitions. We are caught in this vacuum that sucks the courage to change or at least the attempts to be, leaving us in this drought of monotony.

The better part of us all longs for these change. The ones that at least bring back excitement in living. But the shift of burden to that very decision is astronomical. And so we go back to what we do best, the usual.

Our wisest friend Einstein once said; Insanity, is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different result.

Guess the most of us are insane. I hence start my journey to recovery, by abandoning life in technicolour and opting for multicolour instead. Let's begin with the littlest things like sleeping at the other opposite end, and maybe taking ice-cold showers. That sounds exciting already.


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