Yet another New Year has dawned. It is time for me to exercise my tiny grey cells and fulfill my obligations to society
by making a resolution. Ideally speaking, I should make one which does not get consigned to the dustbins of my pious intentions before the first week of January gets over.
I happen to be a self-proclaimed couch potato. When it comes to being a lazy bum, I am a leader amongst men. The resolution which has appealed to me since the past several years goes something like this:
‘I hereby resolve, like in all the previous years, to start doing some kind of exercise.’
Had one of the Master Wordsmiths of our times, P G Wodehouse, been around, he might have permitted me to express myself in the following manner.
A couple of decades back, I was content to crawl out of bed and undergo the daily…
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Wish you the very same!
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