Regularity is broken. There is always a time when this happens. Care should be taken so that continuity is at least maintained. I am talking about writing this blog. I wanted to write on a daily basis but now three days gap has been created and I can not catch up. Such a busy schedule, trying to fit in all things in a 24 hour day. For me, every day should have been at least 30 hours long, to accommodate all the things I “need” to do and some of the things I “have” to do. The nights can be as short as possible for all I care. Do not need so much of rest. I have learned, and this has been experimented on my own body, that once we go on a run of doing work, as soon as we get as a little bit of rest, the entire body seems to shut down for more than the required time. So it is always better to keep the body moving and only give it the amount of rest required for its normal functioning. Wanted to write on a daily basis, because this blog sums up my thoughts for the day and is intended, not for those that exist in present, but for the future generations to come. I remember reading my fathers diaries to realize the hardships that had fallen on him. Maybe 30 years ago, he used to write with the same notion in mind, that some day I will read and figure out, that the very foundation on which me and my family stands so strong now, was not always the case. He wrote in diaries, I am writing in a blog. Same perseverance and idea, just the technological difference. I, however, did not face those similar kind of hardships or situations but did face new ones. To me the worst form of hardship is, financial problems. I faced no such dilemmas for my dad has provided me with everything I could ask for in my teens and even now in my late twenties. But the most comforting thing is knowing the fact he appreciates how I rose and challenged the difficult phases of my life and came out on the winning side till now. For me that is an achievement in itself.

So I was talking about regularity and continuity. Few years back, two years and four months to be exact, I started going to the gym with all the zest and zeal in the world. It was not the first time I started going. I did also attend gym in Saint Petersburg, Russia. I failed to continue back then and also failed here in Bangladesh. After few days or months, we seem to lose our concentration, focus or will, what ever you might say the reason is. This is why, only the strong willed or the mentally resilient people achieve the greatest things in life. You have to believe wholeheartedly and keep striving for your goals. There are so many things I failed in achieving till now. But that is what shapes up life. The more experiences you get along the way, is preparing you better for the future that lies ahead. The only problem being, we may not repeat our past mistakes, but we simply make news ones and hence, perhaps, the overall situation in life, for the average human being, does not change. A picture of my loving parents with me. They might not always be around and so will I, but these moments will forever be etched in time and memory.