2:00 AM (gawking at the monitor at home)
Inertia is a non-quantifiable property of matter by which it remains at rest or in uniform motion in the same straight line unless acted upon by some external force.
Newton when he established this wonderful principle would have been so overjoyed if he’d had the good fortune (:D) of meeting me! I landed on this chair 3 hrs ago with the intention of wrapping up my work (not that I had any!) in an hour at max. It so happened, my ever-so-reliable broadband connection refused to work up the magic and I spent some time playin “tumblebugs”, in the hope that it’ll start working sometime.Work it did, ultimately... and the next two hours were spent ingeniously doing nothing!
And I’ll be most obliged to give you a brief account of the ‘complexity’ of the situation.An hour after I was done with ploughing through a legion of accounts, my brain began the usual debate over whether I should call it quits or while around a bit longer. I could almost imagine the “good-me” and the “bad-me” pondering over the issue, ponder because both the 'me's were way too overcome with lethargy to have the ardor to argue. The good-me continued to whine about how late it was getting, as it supported its arguments with graphic memories of a livid mom, lousy days and a mocking clock. On the other hand the bad-me appeared to be doodling listlessly on some imaginary table saying nothing. The mere sight of her screamed out in my head “the bed is soooo faaar awaayyyyyy, I’ll die a million deaths before I ever get there! You can’t just go off to sleep, you have to shut down the PC, switch off the light, brush your teeth… And where will you sleep?!? Who’ll clear all the clutter?!” I thus spent another hour, an indolent, purposeless wanderer on the colossal planet of the Internet, waiting to be taken where my sleeping destiny beckons (I have my doubts on that one, but anyways…)
And now I have successfully spent another hour jotting down this pointless post in the futile search of some inspiration to get me out of my chair. In fact, even my chair has started protesting now..
I have therefore reached the conclusion that when Murphy adopted me, Inertia too was a part of the family I was adopted into. She has ever since protected me from any kind of stimulus that’ll throw me into “active mode”. And I, like a committed disciple have proved myself worthy of her blessings. My worthiness shows when I keep walking even if I have to take a turn, when I keep sitting in some room even though I can’t keep my eyes open, when I keep playing Snakes in spite of having a zillion things to do, when I keep sitting in my bed in spite of being awfully late for college…
And it is showing now…
