What is it about Saturday mornings? Does the sun shine brighter? Do the birds sing better? Or do the flowers smell sweeter?
None of the above. Yet, Saturday mornings are different. The cup of coffee invigorates, the rays of the sun energize and the gentle wind in the face soothes. The mind is at perfect equilibrium with those very elements of nature that remain imperceptible every day of the week, Monday to Friday.
I wonder if I simply feel better because I don't need to go to work for 2 days? But then, to say that I love my job would be sham.
Or is it that I am so much into a routine from Monday to Friday that I look forward to something refreshingly different on Saturdays? Negative again, becuase most of the things I do like eat, sleep, watch tv etc. don't change on the weekend. (I just do more of these).
Come to think about the fun I am going to have on the weekend. Whoever said fun is a lot of hard work is absolutely right. Long drives or late night parties, they are all good till they last, but hurt like hell once they are done.
And finally, work itself is no less on the weekends. Clean the carpet, do the laundry, fix the leaky tap, clean up the messy room, buy groceries, wash the car...So when someone tells me its Saturday morning, I feel like saying, "So What?"
So what is it that makes Saturday mornings different?Maybe some professor of psychology will endeavour to conduct a research study on this and I will then get to know the answer.
Just for now, I am happy I have the time to sit and write this, even as the sun shines, the birds chirp and my coffee is calling me to take a sip.
Ah! Saturday mornings...
P.S. This is an original post published on msn.co.in on Saturday, May 17, 2008
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