Tired

I'd exercised quite a bit yesterday. I ate well and slept well and the morning ride was interesting. Since I was already running late and I knew that there was no way I'd reach IMTECH on bicycle on time to mark my attendance, I took it easy and clicked it few pictures of whatever I found interesting on the way there. I could see the moon in the broad daylight and while crossing the mosque in Sector-45, I thought it would make a great shot to click the moon in between the minarets of the mosque but something stopped me and I moved on.

In this picture I captured the support that the workers made for the newly installed park-railings in sector 44. The more I look at it, the more I feel that I could've done a better job with the composition but then there's this in inhibition that I still feel when the passersby look on with curiosity.

I found this tree trunk pretty interesting in sector 43, especially that the dead tree was still supporting the growth of creepers on it.

Ah! Saw this yesterday and wanted to click it but I thought people might think of it as disrespect but today I argued that disrespect came from the people who threw it after worshiping it, not me. I clicked it thinking that it didn't matter, the idols are probably, in themselves, don't matter, what matters is the thoughts and prayers (and possibly reverence to god in your heart). Whatever it maybe, some people like me are there to just log, not reason. This picture could bring a thousand thoughts to mind, good or bad, I'd keep myself neutral and present it.

So it's been nice easy ride today but the ride back home was pretty tiring. I was tired and sleepy by the evening. I even exercise and made matters worse, then I had to cycle 9kms back home. Feel tired but happy. I see motorists whiz past and feel nice to think that I'm tuning down my carbon footprint, getting healthier internally, getting to see the sights that I normally whiz past, reflecting on satire as a way of life and not to mention saving money (not left with any anyway!).

Happy cycling.