A few months ago, I took a 'power-nap' from writing on this space. A power nap ideally that was supposed to take a week or so, but look, months have elapsed since then. I was supposed to come back with lots of gusto, a rejuvenated mind in which you can enjoy taking trips in. But time waits for no man, not even the one who's lying on his back taking a nap. You can't own time like you own money.
When you lie in bed at night, do you think about the same things that I do? Do you often stare at the ceiling, your eyes unblinking, your mind hazy from the incessant furry of mundane thoughts and worries? Do you think about the past and the future, how the two are inextricably intertwined, how [...]