Chaos
I am writing this blog just days after my grandfather passed away. Strangely, this isn't really a blog about his death. It's about a question I've been asking myself for months: do I actually like chaos, or do I just use it to avoid being alone with my thoughts? He lived a fulfilling life. But to his son, my father, it is still an unbearable loss, and it makes him very sad, although my dad is trying his best to keep everyone around him happy by making constant jokes. Life lately has been so chaotic that I don't even know where to start! I am divided between so many things, and I complete none. I am surprised how fast life changes. I don't feel alive till there are 10 things I am doing or thinking about at any given moment! It could be work or personal. I lived in such chaos that there was literally everything I ever needed within one arm's distance of me, so that I never had to leave my desk. At first, I loved it, super productive, but gradually, it became d...