Date: Wed, 22 May 2013 04:34:45 +0200
- Happy Penguin!
- These days, my life has become a constant stream of events. Every week, I make a list of a zillion things to do, and barely manage to get through half of it. There's work, my obsession to clean the house and do the laundry, reading to do, TV to catch up on, the violin to practise, exercise to be dreamt about (I still haven't gotten around to moving my ass to do some actual exercise yet!), movies to be watched, grocery stores to be gawked at. And in the midst of all this, there are holidays and weddings to be planned, parties to be attended, cakes to be baked ... well you get the drift. This leaves very little time for the things I really would like to do a lot more - vegetate in the house and do nothing, and spend more time with my friends without a care in the world and without any time-limits.
These are not problems that only I face - Everyone I know has packed lives, and loads of them put me to shame with how graciously they manage their time! One friend does a whole lot of charity work in India and another's working on a movie, other people I know travel like maniacs, pursue hobbies like their life depended on it... and the list goes on. But anyway, in between all this, the simple task of co-ordinating dates/times to meet or do things together turns into a whole chain of logistical permutations and combinations, sometimes turning into something nightmarish! It's not an easy task at all, but we persist - because... well, that's what friendship's about no? Making time for the other person when there's none to begin with. Making the effort seem like it's no effort at all. Because when we spend an hour or two laughing about silly things together, discussing the most random things ever, bitching about life and gossiping about people we know, it's all totally worth it.
But every now and then, the cynical side in me creeps up - what if my persistence is uncalled for? How would you know it's uncalled for? How long is long enough before you accept that the relationship has changed?
I was never good with these questions, but I always thought that with age, would come wisdom. In my case, apparently not. Anyway, let's not brood on that too much - another weekend's almost here, so off I go to enjoy every bit of it!