We often forget the importance of planning, and then we suffer from it. Yet we keep this planning thing aside, especially if it is an impulsive person like me. I'll tell you why I am trying to be so philosophical.
It has been at least a month that Karen had told me about this assignment but I waited for the last moment and I have no idea why. Last night I was trying hard to stay awake and finish it off but thanx to my worked up brain and eyes cudn't do what i should be doing. Lying on my small bed trying hard to go through the research booklet I was somehow feeling cosy enough. That's not what it should be when you are nearing your deadline. Thanx to my soft quilt I was nearing something else.
Soft sunshine spread across the bright blue sky, and the soft greens below me, I was lost somewhere. The soft orange, the cool blue, the bright green, all were with me. The blend of colours was mystical. Wrapped inside the soft blanket of the nature, I was enjoying the mystery. The cool and pleasant breeze was kissing my forehead and moving the locks away from my face, the feeling was so pleasant, so innocent and yet so relaxing. No mortal being around to disturb me, no one to bug with assignment and deadlines. Just when I was being pampered by the breeze, I heard a familiar sound at a distance. I tried hard to ignore the sound and blend with the soft fresh grass, but felt as if the sound was coming near me. I was still ignoring it and enjoying the nature’s spa like treatment. The sound came quite closer and I was forced to see where it was coming from. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw a blue extension file lying beside me, suddenly all the brightness of the nature went missing but the sound became louder, stronger, and closer. I searched in the darkness where my soft bed of grass went.. where did the colour vanish.. my hand touched a small flat thing.
5:30 AM, Wake up alarm, confirm, snooze, these four words flashed in front of my eyes and the terrible sound became louder. For two seconds I was left baffled, I tried to think hard what was that and where was I. After few seconds I realized that terrible sound was none other than my most prized material possession (at this moment), my new Samsung phone’s alarm tone. I couldn’t help but curse it that time, pressed one of the keys on the touch screen and closed my eyes hoping to get back where I was. But this time it was all dark and amidst the darkness was the same sound. I found my hand automatically crawling under my pillow and pressing something. I don’t remember how long I was doing this.
While fighting with the phone my fingers touched a bunch of crisp papers. And there was a sudden flash in my mind…. Assignment…. Oh shit……….my global media assignment is due. I gotta submit it today and I haven’t read it as yet……… I jumped and sat up… switched on my table lamp and checked the time…. It was already 7 and I was far away from my assignment.
This crash landing in the world of assignments made me realise what a cool place I was in, what a great dream it was. However I dint have much time for that and had to go through the 14 page article. And slowly I started cursing the picture perfect dream. Had I not been busy with the scenic perfection I would have been in better condition.
Somehow I was trying hard to finish off when Himanshu called up and asked me I was meeting him (we go to college together!) Not even a single word was typed and I already had crossed the deadline. Wow it’s so me I don’t know why I always keep things to be done at the last minute.
That’s why I say planning is so important. I should have completed the assignment at least a week back I had the material with me from day 1 still our IST (Indian Standard Time!!) has engulfed my life from all perspectives I guess. I gotta come out of it otherwise every time ill end up doin the same thing. But I know again it’s a philosophical idea and utopian in my case. I know ill be doing my further assignments on the last tick of the clock.
It has been at least a month that Karen had told me about this assignment but I waited for the last moment and I have no idea why. Last night I was trying hard to stay awake and finish it off but thanx to my worked up brain and eyes cudn't do what i should be doing. Lying on my small bed trying hard to go through the research booklet I was somehow feeling cosy enough. That's not what it should be when you are nearing your deadline. Thanx to my soft quilt I was nearing something else.
Soft sunshine spread across the bright blue sky, and the soft greens below me, I was lost somewhere. The soft orange, the cool blue, the bright green, all were with me. The blend of colours was mystical. Wrapped inside the soft blanket of the nature, I was enjoying the mystery. The cool and pleasant breeze was kissing my forehead and moving the locks away from my face, the feeling was so pleasant, so innocent and yet so relaxing. No mortal being around to disturb me, no one to bug with assignment and deadlines. Just when I was being pampered by the breeze, I heard a familiar sound at a distance. I tried hard to ignore the sound and blend with the soft fresh grass, but felt as if the sound was coming near me. I was still ignoring it and enjoying the nature’s spa like treatment. The sound came quite closer and I was forced to see where it was coming from. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw a blue extension file lying beside me, suddenly all the brightness of the nature went missing but the sound became louder, stronger, and closer. I searched in the darkness where my soft bed of grass went.. where did the colour vanish.. my hand touched a small flat thing.
5:30 AM, Wake up alarm, confirm, snooze, these four words flashed in front of my eyes and the terrible sound became louder. For two seconds I was left baffled, I tried to think hard what was that and where was I. After few seconds I realized that terrible sound was none other than my most prized material possession (at this moment), my new Samsung phone’s alarm tone. I couldn’t help but curse it that time, pressed one of the keys on the touch screen and closed my eyes hoping to get back where I was. But this time it was all dark and amidst the darkness was the same sound. I found my hand automatically crawling under my pillow and pressing something. I don’t remember how long I was doing this.
While fighting with the phone my fingers touched a bunch of crisp papers. And there was a sudden flash in my mind…. Assignment…. Oh shit……….my global media assignment is due. I gotta submit it today and I haven’t read it as yet……… I jumped and sat up… switched on my table lamp and checked the time…. It was already 7 and I was far away from my assignment.
This crash landing in the world of assignments made me realise what a cool place I was in, what a great dream it was. However I dint have much time for that and had to go through the 14 page article. And slowly I started cursing the picture perfect dream. Had I not been busy with the scenic perfection I would have been in better condition.
Somehow I was trying hard to finish off when Himanshu called up and asked me I was meeting him (we go to college together!) Not even a single word was typed and I already had crossed the deadline. Wow it’s so me I don’t know why I always keep things to be done at the last minute.
That’s why I say planning is so important. I should have completed the assignment at least a week back I had the material with me from day 1 still our IST (Indian Standard Time!!) has engulfed my life from all perspectives I guess. I gotta come out of it otherwise every time ill end up doin the same thing. But I know again it’s a philosophical idea and utopian in my case. I know ill be doing my further assignments on the last tick of the clock.
By the way theres a digital painting which is close to the great picture perfect dream ......
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