Perspective

 It is Saturday morning, as usual, my alarm beeps at 8:00 am to wake me up for the day. I smile and think, "Bro, it's the weekend, so calm down and sleep." After some time, I wake up and arrange the bed. Later, I go down to check the breakfast, but since I live in a PG, the food is either tasteless or not enough. I go to the store and buy some milk, boil it, and have some cereals along with it. I feel full and satisfied after my first meal, which I usually skip during the weekdays just to have some more extra time to sleep. Finding my laundry bag looking sadly at me for all the clothes it is handling, I decide to wash them. For many days, I have wanted to make a craft to keep at my desk, so I decide to finish it, and it comes out pretty good. I cook myself some egg rice for lunch and make my tummy full and happy. I open Instagram, and it's the weekend—everybody there, everybody here, and who cares. I feel people are living life, everyone is traveling, exploring, moving out, partying, clicking sparkling pictures, whatnot... I close my phone and put it aside. I start thinking, why am I like this, not cool and fun. There is no clue of entertainment in my life. I wait for the whole week for the weekend to come, but what am I doing now? When does my life become a cool and exciting? While these thoughts are circulating around my brain, we suddenly remember it's one of our roommate's birthdays tomorrow. So we start planning for it and have a small celebration among ourselves. Unsure of waking up early in the morning, we decide to go and watch the sunrise at the beach. With very few people around and soothing beach sounds hitting my ears, and cool waves touching my feet, and my eyes witnessing the beautiful sunrise. The golden rays gradually fall onto the sea, making it look like a golden carpet. The moment is just wow. My heart fills with joy and pleasure. All I can do is just sit there and watch the beautiful nature. I'm just happy, with no noise in my mind. My heart is clear. My soul is healing from the external disturbances. Maybe this is all I want, I wait for the whole week for this peace and rest. I don't have to go to any other city or anywhere else. I don't have to put a story or post about my weekend update. I don't have to take a flight and move around the world. I just need to give time for myself, my body, my mind, a little space and time to recharge and escape from the daily routine. Maybe I just have to finish the art I left pending for days. Maybe I just have to do the laundry and arrange my closet. Maybe I just need to have a good conversation with my friends and family, who are also busy the whole week and need someone to talk. Maybe I just have to come out of my 9:00 to 5:00 schedule and just sleep for some extra time, eat whenever I want and whatever I want and not feel guilty about a lazy and slow day. Yes, this is just what I want, not to take anything serious. Don't regret if you don't move out, if there is no plan if someone asks for one. Recharge yourself, plan your week, finish the unfinished works, arrange your room. Take it easy.