Post-vacation depression!
I'm bored like a poodle, I know that is as meaningless as it can sound but I'm so bored out of my brains, I cannot even seem to construct a decent sentence. I'm actually nodding with sleep in office while I think of something interesting to do (obviously apart from work). But the only thing interesting to me at this point is plain old CRIBBING and WHINING! The super awesome trips to Goa and Chakrata have just concluded and I'm down in the dumps. I hate certain situations in my life with much more fervour than I did, I find my work more mind-numbingly bore than I did, I'm weighing at least a few kilos more than I did, I'm looking several inches more plump than I did. In short, life after vacation is much more dull than it was before. If you want to envision me now, I have my eyes glued to my impending visit home, May 18 on the calendar. Thank God two weeks' worth of leave worked out. But, I'm so bored now, even the calendar and the