A whole lot of nothing

 Today, like most days, I have been letting my thoughts go wherever they please. They’ve been running up and down the hills and valleys of old memories and new, frolicking about the gardens of happy thoughts and meandering, with a sunken head, through the bog of regrets, failures and missed chances.

For people familiar with my writing, and me as a person, it wouldn’t take them long to guess that it’s been a rainy day today. It came as a respite from the brutal, sticky, humid weather I’ve had to endure over the last 4 to 5 days.
I love the monsoons, and I feel happy when it rains.

Coming back to the title. It is a fitting heading for what has happened over the last few days.
The same boring routine. I also suspect there may be a pattern involved in what I have for lunch on any given day of the week. Additionally, the neighbours living upstairs make a lot of noise and continue to be a nightmare to live with. One good thing about living on the floor below them is that I’ve learnt to get over my anger issues. Can’t go about punching people, right? Relax, dear reader, I would do no such thing.
Also, my hate for pigeons now overwhelmingly exceeds my fear of dogs. I can already sense you judging me. Go on, then. Judge away.
But why are there so many of them? All they do is multiply, replace better birds and crap about the entire place. My hate isn’t without reason or justified cause. I’ve had to wash the same set of clothes two times now because they’ve decided that my shirts are a better place for them to relieve themselves than trees or open fields, or the cars parked wrongly on the street.

I guess, judging by the nature of the complaints, you can tell how boring the last few days have been. One good thing has been that I have started
watching Suits recently. The show has been good so far. But it doesn't beat the sense of warmth and comfort that I get from watching the old Feluda films by both of the Rays. Quite recently, I discovered a really simple set of telefilms directed by Sandip Ray titled 'Satyajiter Priyo Golpo', and I enjoyed it without a doubt. Surely, I will be watching them repeatedly.

I suppose I will end the rant here. Thank you for being a patient audience to my outburst.

Dear reader, what’s going on with you these days? Have you got any complaints or rants? Feel free to drop’em in the comments.

Thanks for stopping by, stranger.

Best.