What should I write?

I am again out here for blogging on something. It is a long time since I last wrote, being in my retirement. Time now is to work and only relax in weekends if the daily chores of home allow to do so. I thought what to write on and scribble on a Friday morning. I love Fridays as many MNC workers do , to work an hour less and freak out in the night. I don't freak out . Freaking out is not in my scope. I dont like dancing in the pub and caught in a whirl of infinite smoking rings. Whatever I like does not come easily to me too. Well, recently I watched this movie "Just my luck". Well I liked it because it is a comedy and I did not like it because of it's non-functional, fictional and irrational justification of luck. Well, I am not against luck. It is my bad luck to fight with Chemo therapy and it is my good luck to have a job with a comfortable life..well yes almost comfortable, except a few fights with auto rickshaw pullers for charging a ransom to carry me from home to office. One day I commented to an auto driver on such a situation when he was charging more money than what was agreed upon and I said like this" Aap ka auto na hua..mercedese hogaya...bahot meherbani jo aapne mujhe ghar tak laye". The auto driver just gave me smile and moved from there.

Well, I wanted to tell you about my beautiful experience today . There is a tree in front of my apartment. Thats a cotton tree. It blooms with fiery red flowers in spring without leaves. Today in the morning while sipping my tea, a lot of birds caught my attention. I observed some birds that I have never seen. They look like parrots, but they are very small birds and they are green from front and black on their back. They look quite like king fisher birds but with a "green" difference. They were chirping continuously and jumping from one branch to another non stop. I felt as if they have an infinite source of energy with their lighter body. Nothing to say beyond this. Every time I see something very beautiful , I generally can not speak a word, neither of appreciation nor of anything else. I simply observe and get lost. There was slow , fresh and soft breeze today morning as if I am out there for a breezy bath. Sanjay standing beside me, was praising the fresh air and how every morning fresh air energise him the whole day. I was again spell bound and was lost with the morning breeze. Amidst of all the bad luck locks, there are some good luck locks that open when I have a sweet morning like today.

For me it is a time to slow down and observe minute details. These days I feel everything around me have become more lively and they touch me to the chore. Everyday I have a sense like the roads and the trees by the road side have a friction with me while the auto rickshaw moves with it's own usual pace. Now a days I have got this habit of silently speaking to anyone I meet on the road or auto rickshaw or in the lift. No idea..it is good or bad..and i will rather name it as "my petty indulgence during my chemo therapy". I have a season on my head these days and I name it "Autumn in Spring" as my head sheds more hairs than the trees do in the beginning of winter. If I shake my head, I get almost hundred of them. I feel like selling them to the wig makers. My hairs usually have a better quality and perfect for the wig making. Once I try this, may be my bad luck of the season may turn good. If at all I try!

What am I writing? no idea..no theme..no focus..just random. I think randomness is in the season...the latest trend in everything..say it fashion for cloths or interior accesorries... or ........
greeting cards. Well I think I am not out of the season.I am perfectly set and ready to go with the roller coaster! move on my life......