We
all love weekend; from school time we have a habit of making plans to the
weekends. We made plans to do fun
activities or probably arrange a family or friend get together or do some other
stuffs. What if you don’t have any wish
to do on the weekend? I know the thought is covering the gray emotions but it’s
not like that. Sometime you don’t have any wish for the weekend, not even
spending time at home.
I
was having such things from the past months, where I don’t have any wish
regarding the
weekend.
It’s like the day where no one can give me official work but still I have many
so called important works to finish. Life
is becoming monotonous and in fact the weekends too. The charm of weekends is
vanishing and we are having predefined lists of activities to do or not to do. Why
this is happening? Am I becoming too much methodical? Is my mind is running out
of ideas?
My
brain is having flooded with such questions and sadly even now I am unable to
figure out the answers to such questions. Every week Friday pops up and I start
trying harder to find a wish. Then one day I realized that weekends is not for fulfilling
your wish its for living the life without any plans. The moment I realized this
fact, my weekend starts becoming interesting. Now everything I do on weekend becomes
my wish and I am now enjoying weekend without a wish.