This morning there was an electrical shortage in the computer and it was immediately sent to the technician to have it fixed. Actually I didn’t know what to do, to while away ,till it was being done. With the children gone to school, the house was very quiet. That’s when I began to hear a different kind of ‘noise pollution’.The pigeons coo, coming from atop the TV antenna and the angry mews of the hungry cats ,which was imminent from the trash can. In fact I also actually heard the sound of the wind sweeping across this chilly morning. It was always a figment of my imagination to envisage the wind to whisper softly and sweetly as it passed by, but this was nothing like that. This was something like a howl, a scolding perhaps by mother nature for not appreciating the beautiful morning. On the whole this temporary halt from my computer time, made me become conscious and enjoy the mornings’ glory, which otherwise would have completely gone to waste.
- The time missed or the time wasted is the time lost forever-.