Wake up alarms for me..!

Damn.
Mornings.  I love mornings. Mornings make me hopeful about all the bright chances and surprises the day holds.
But.
 I hate to wake up early. I mean not that I really hate. I just am so bad at it.


So do I really have to wake up this early? Yes well exams on head I guess I should.
So here is my first post while I sit here debating in my head if I can go back to sleep for some more time.
Well I have reasons. .Good reasons.  Like.


"Winters are approaching.  It’s cold.  My bed is warm. I am still sleepy.  It’s not that I have to rush and do something. An hour or a half won’t really make much difference.Yeah. The reasons are “logical”. Girl you can sleep. No wait a second.  Instead. Shut up. You don’t want to oversleep and then be lazy all day. You have loads to study and you haven’t even started. You have a list of tasks for this day. You don’t want your mother screaming at you again. And it’s not that cold. And you are sleepy? Hunh…really..? Umm..No….Alright.. I will get up"

All you people who get up at a 6am and exercise or meditate or do whatever you weirdos do... Ughhh.. I envy you.


The hardest task in life for me is to wake up early on a holiday. It seems as impossible to me as studying for exams during the preparation leave. I have spent years trying to master the art of waking up early. And all I have learnt till now is … honestly.. Nothing at all.




But there’s one thing I know for sure..

“One thought is enough”.

No sets of alarms and no number of people shouting for you to get up have the power to open your eyes to a new day like that one thought of something you are looking forward to that day. The dream you see in your every breath when awake. The encounter you want to have in the day. That purpose that keeps you inspired…inspired like your heart could just skip a beat when you think of finally meeting it..
That one thought is enough. And it will awaken you . Awaken you from within.

That one purpose will lighten up your mornings. Lighten you up. Will slide on your face as a smile. And push you off the bed on your feet.
And so I just woke up
Now

That I remember I have found mine..!

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