Every once in a while I wake up feeling happy. Really happy. No weird dreams, no worries, just a hot cup of tea with a spoonful of honey in it. Perfect. And then somewhere during the day I end up asking myself the same stupid-ass questions ..

What am I doing here?
What am I doing with my life?

Then I drink 4 cups of tea in the next 30 minutes, get a sugar buzz, play flute like CRAZY for 30-45 minutes, watch Friends, call people and share my disillusionment, surf all news sites, read the Economist, WSJ, IMF, WTO, listen to hindustani classical music and go to sleep. I wake up the next day, tired from all the silliness from the day before.

Its Monday, but I am SO tired today.

Oh, in other news, I watched Shrek and Main Hoon Nah over the weekend.