I hate such days, but love them in a way too. As hatred to such days is because they leave you lazy and make you feel uncomfortable, and love in a way because they award you an excuse to yourself for having done nothing!!
I dunno if I am right, but I am not wrong! I dunno if I am right as loving such days would make me addicted to such days and that would eventually mean , nothin done, each day, I meet such day!! But, I know I am not wrong in a way that I meet such days unintentionally, such days are not constructed by me, in fact they are self constructed and inevitable so how can one be wrong if he meets something inevitable and eventually something inevitable happens.
Oh finally what do I see, this peculiar genre of day has gifted me this article, which I could post here that too after a very long gap.
It proves; treasure and pleasure all are hidden, you just need to take effort and dig and hunt for them and moreover realise them once you find them or meet them!!
Day is just bout to end, and so does this article!
Hasta La Vista..
Ciao..
Mannku
