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Apparently the things that caught my eyes recently, were Trump's withdrawal of Iran nuclear deal situation, Iran-Israel trade war, Bangladesh's export-import deficit, Bangladesh trying to move toward a cashless society-encouraging master/visa cards on day to day transactions, Scientist David Goodall's euthanasia in Switzerland....

Yes I read the newspaper. In fact I have been forcing myself on this habit since last week, It has been difficult on me I gotta say, since I am not much of a "Skimming" reader of articles. When I read something, I have to go to the core of it, hence go through all of it, to understand the context...So reading a newspaper, takes me about one and half hour everyday...In this era of internet, no wonder why it is so difficult to actually read a whole piece.

However I totally skip the sports section....I sincerely don't give a damn about sports unless it's world cup cricket or FIFA on TV, that I watch not read. I am just not in depth with sports. 

I wake up in the mornings, more or less, I sleep at night, I try to be timely. I am glad to report you, I  have seen the mood changes in me, rapidly, when my sleeping is adequate and in normal hours. I have never felt so upbeat and in health, these days when I wake up without alarm in the mornings. or when I go to class fresh faced.

It is all about routine. It is all about how you cage yourself in day to day task, without giving yourself enough time to worry about other things. Right now, I am so pleased with myself, and the weather, and the way things are. Boredom is the worst enemy of me, and whenever I feel bored these days, I engage myself, so I don't give control to any kind of negative emotions taking over my mind.

You can say, this is my way to rehab. 









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