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Comfort zones! Are you in one?

Hi everybody,
     Sorry to those who were waiting for my blog (and others please ignore if you haven't!) but it has been quite a long time from the last post. I have been quite busy moving from the environment of safety and comfort (of course, our homes) to the new environs of hostel. yes, I too like many others, am grappling with the pros and cons of hostel life and I haven't yet identified which gains the upper hand. Hostel life can be, is and will be a daunting task after being in a surrounding where you are completely protected. But, as has been said, YOU EXCEL ONLY WHEN YOU ARE PULLED OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE.

It is amazing how one can find time for oneself when there are no TVs around and where computers are at a distance from you (like here at SASTRA). You have to nearly walk for 15 minutes to get to a computer! And, yeah, believe me, there is ample time to discover oneself, or rediscover in some cases, have fun through means of books and also through wandering with a group of cronies, embarassing yourself in a public place!

And if you are doubting the fun through books which most of you must be, by now, trust me: take a book (Whichever book) out and flip through those pages. The start( not the book start) would seem boring and uncomfortable but then, when you are pulled out of your comfort zone, that is bound to happen. Have patience and restrain yourself from throwing that wretched book( in your case!) out and most certainly, you will begin to like it.

To quote an incident, I was (and am!) barraged by a lot of questions by those 'wanderers' ( who think that is the only means of life enjoyment!) on why I am always sitting cooped up inside a room with a book in hand ( to quote them, its termed DRUDGERY!). For them, here is my answer : You guys have no idea of the book which I have in hand. Their essence and worth can only be brought out when you read those pages ( and not flip them). You will be startled to discover changes in the way you perceive things. (a step forward almost   everytime, but there are exceptions!)

P.S: Enjoy your hostel if you are in one. And if you aren't, well, stretch yourself out of your comfort zone! Hostel stretches you out but in home, nobody does. So the initiative should be from you. BECAUSE YOU MATTER!

Thanks for reading this by which time I will be armed with a new idea for my next post.......

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