This is the third consecutive night that I didn’t get any sleep. Not the complete night, but most of the night. Reason: Surge of emotions! Work pressure also adds up. What did I do through the night? One day I watched Notting hill. I would’ve seen this movie umpteen number of times. I lost count of times that I have seen it. One reason I don’t get bored seeing this movie is that  I could identify myself with the story: a man out of personal tragedy; trying to get along but facing a strange reality – that is my real life. And the climax depicts the fantasy world. For me, both worlds don’t meet.

Other days, I laid awake on the bed, reading a book. Or forcing myself to sleep. I have a strange habit of counting to 80 and falling asleep. Don’t tease! It is true. By the time, I count to 80, I would be sleepy. But not these days. Emotions were too strong. On one side are failures, heart-aches and bitterness; and on the other side excitement of the future; in-between lies the present, sometimes presenting as a challenge and other times more as a thorn. What surprises me is the energy I still have during the day. I do feel tired, but I seem to have enough of oil to burn.