friday-sat-sunday.

friday was insane.

did some bonkers work with the team. not me alone, me + the small interns crew + the person who guides me. (more beef on that later, that’s a different post.) we set a benchmark for our clients. the kind of week you look at on monday and wonder if it actually happened. yea. that was friday.

anyway. moving on.

here’s the actual point of this post.

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what do you call a perfect sunday?

waking up late? having a slow morning? bathing in your own time? scrolling reels in bed till 11am? maybe a long lunch, a longer nap, a series in the evening?

i don’t have data on this. but i think most people would say yes to most of that. that’s the popular version. that’s the dream we keep telling each other.

not me.

let me describe MY perfect sunday because i actually want to live every fucking bit of mine.

• wake up at 7am.
• talk to someone the entire day. like proper conversations, not “haan haan hmm” type.
• some basic cooking. eggs. nothing fancy.
• bathe.
• watch a movie.
• cook again. (caveat: not today. tonsils + 100° fever yesterday, so some aunty has been sending me khaana. zomato ban technically still on.)

then by 3:30pm, and this part is everything, it’s pune. best weather window. slight dhup, thandi hawa. the kind of light where the world looks slightly cinematic and you don’t know why.

you take the bike out. music on. just cruising. and then out of nowhere a stretch opens up where you can actually speed and you check the mirrors and you go zoop. zoop. zoop. that one stretch makes the whole sunday worth it.

THAT is what i mean when i say living. doing the stuff you actually like. experiencing it. not surviving the day. living it.

case in point: yesterday i had a fever of 100. today is sunday. it’s 4:45pm. i’m sitting in mcd writing this post and eating a mcswirl. (mcswirl afficionados already know.) (also yes i broke the zomato rule technically. but mcd is a building. i walked here. doesn’t count.)

that’s the whole point. you might have a totally different philosophy. yours is valid too. but mine is this only.

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shifting gears.

i’ve been getting sleep paralysis a lot lately. like a lot a lot. i can’t say i’m scared exactly. it’s more weird than scary. but it’s been happening enough that i’m starting to think i should probably see a therapist.

the irony of this isn’t lost on me btw. two years back i was the guy making jokes about therapy. full on “log ya kya ho gaya yaar” type. apologies to anyone i was annoying about it back then. i was the clueless one.

it is what it is. eventually it’ll sort itself out. that’s the line i keep telling myself.

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work btw, i’ve messed up a lot recently. like a lot lot. questioned my existence a few nights this month. but i think everyone does this and this is the actual learning curve nobody talks about on linkedin. the cool stuff probably happens AFTER the existential phase. so. let’s see.

also, this is the one i wasn’t going to share but here we are. i got an offer recently. really good one. paying me 3x of what i make rn. and i’m going to ignore it. (i can hear my dad reading this and sighing.)

reason: i want to see where this current thing shifts by end of year, and then decide. don’t want to leave a good thing before it becomes a great thing.

we’ll see.

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going to finish this mcswirl and then ride back home.

zoop zoop.

jai bajrangbali.