To Be Or Not To Be...

To Be Or Not To Be- That is the Question...My life has seemed to revolve around this locution which clearly showcased the skepticism which is more or less equivalent to that of Sir Hamlet, all though the profundity often varies.

 And believe you me, it commences with my lazed mornings. For starters the biggest question for me is to get out of my cozy bed and face the challenges that this brutal world has to offer or to roll back again and be lost again only to be found by the reverie of an old "amalgamy" (DYK: this word is no one's favorite yet this word does not qualify as a scrabble word. Now don't you ask me why).

Furthermore another one of my intricate decision up at my hand is to decipher what my mood tells me to do. Sometimes, I want to doll up to the best of the resources at hand and so much so that I have to make sure that my lashes are curled up perfectly and other times(perhaps most of the times) I intend to battle my quest to live in my oversized T-Shirt (usually picked up from the Men's Section) and my pyjamas.

I believe I belong to a very unique bracket of homo-sapiens because Bizarre, Off-Beat, Eccentric are the few words which describe me quite too well along with an array of others as well.

I am definitely one of a kind because I do things which I assure you no one does, For instance

I Cup water in my hands from the shower then dump it all out as if it were a giant waterfall.
I often think of  great comeback lines about four hours after I SHOULD have used them (Call me a Dunce).
More than once I agree to have claimed to read an entire book when really I just started it, got bored, then watched the movie instead or just browsed the Wiki page. “Yeah of course I’ve read Ulysses and War and Peace.”
I suffer from pangs of laughter upon remembering something funny from like two years ago and then laughing hysterically. Then, when I try to make myself stop laughing, I just end up laughing more.
Guilty as charged, I Say “Wed-nes-day” phonetically to help myself spell it.
I skip the bottom two stairs (or run up the stairs on all fours at home).
I am a weirdo because I listen to a song over and over again until I get sick of it .
I am seen patting down my pockets to check for my wallet and phone even if I literally just put them in.
I have worked very hard to draw an equilibrium by the virtue of which I have mastered the skill of *drumrolls* Balancing possibly any man-made switch between the on and the off side. (bowing down)
Another extremely peculiar activity that I have harvested from, honestly, I don't even know when, is the act of Opening the door of the refrigerator For No Rhyme Or Reason, What So Ever.

Well indeed I told you right at the outset that I am One Of A Kind hence these and much more are what my blogs are planned to be all about.

I know there are none, BUT IF there is Any Other cranky, freakish, insane,  zany,  madcap, off-center and a far out human alive, welcome to the club bud.  

Oh!

PS: Even the notion of thinking you’re unique is inherently not unique.

Hope to see you all sometime soon.

 

XoxoXo

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