Hate and dislike—these are the words that I wish to never associate myself with. Well, because I like being broad-minded and growing up, I have come to terms with the same: that we are different, results of different circumstances. Hence, opinions are bound to differ. Being right or wrong completely is all about perspective.
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But I always end up eating my words every morning. I truly hate one thing, and that will never change. That one thing is alarm.
I love sleeping. Early mornings are not my thing. Over the birds singing, peace flooding the mornings, I will, without any doubt, choose night. The feeling of being away from light, chaos embracing solace with thousands of thoughts igniting. I choose nighttime.
However, the world doesn't work that way, with the birds singing, the sun emerging, the footsteps being heard, and the intensity keeping on increasing, and there's no stop. The world is literally on the run.
However, work calls. And at the end, the bubble of warmth has to be gone. The warm, cosy embrace of the quilt you have to leave. And the informer about the same is that clock, which you only set. And you wish it would stop and never ring. But again, the love-hate relationship with it you can't ignore. It's that someone whom you have to tolerate and even wish to have just to get annoyed at the end.
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