Its almost midnight. Have a mild cold, can’t sleep because there’s no waking up early tomorrow. TGIF.
I hate it when I get cold. It doesn’t let me sleep easily. So, I am trying to induce sleep into me by writing something stupid. We all know we are very sleepy when we do some boring task. Like watching TV. I wonder how people get glued to their TV sets for prolonged number of hours. One example would be my wife.
I hate people when they don’t question, I blindly do or believe things as they are told. But I hate it more when someone asks me a stupid question. Well, not the kind of a stupid stupid question, but like one that the stupidest stupid in this whole universe would never ask.
I look at the person for a full half-minute, and ask myself, “Does he really have such a brain?”. And then smile. And then say, “Should I really answer that?”
That’s of course rude. But I really can’t help it however hard I try. I have tried many times, to stop me from staring, smiling and changing my answers. But its like a reflex action that my body has acquired forever now.