72 Hours of Holiday: Unutilized or Utilized?

Entry 2

Yeah...it's almost a miracle, that I managed to enjoy 72 hours of holiday! No work, no deadlines, no pressure from the boss--absolutely no tension at all. Oh well, I should rephrase this. There was tension, and it came very unexpectedly. No, one source of tension was not totally unexpected, but the way it came in was quite unexpected. Someone pissed me off, and I pissed him off, too...and then he pissed me off again! End result, I'm trying to delete the incidents from my mind. But the other issue got solved in a nice manner. The person who got pissed off at a comment of mine got an explanation from me, which sounded logical to her...and then she agreed that she overreacted. All well and good.

Today Bangladesh lost yet another match to New Zealand. However, this time the score crossed 150, and the defeat margin was a bit respectable. Still, a defeat is a defeat, and that's all we get from the team whom we really adore. Like, Cricket is the only sport were we get to play in the world cup. Shouldn't we try and get better in this sport? The shots I saw Manzarul Rana playing on the 49th over of the match was simply idiotic. He was practicing "forward defense" and also some other defensive shots. I know, at that point of time, there was nothing more to achieve from the game, and giving away one's wicket through playing extravagant shots is indeed a dumb idea, but again, it looked really bad. Especially when the stadium audience was booing him for his effort(!). People want to see some big hits during the final overs of a match. It has always been like that. Now if some smart ass guy wants to defy the rules and play test cricket in a one day match, I can just ask him to "Go ta hell".

My mom and sister ain't home tonight. They wen't to grandma's home in Mohammadpur. The house is really empty. I thought I won't be missing them (cause it's just a one night matter) , but I am really missing them :(

My dad just came here and told me that he'd get to sleep once I go to sleep. So this is a psychological pressure. Dad is a heart patient, he had one minor and one severe stroke. So I always have to remain intimidated and careful, in case he gets angry at me. I have taken this for granted, just like I have taken up many other things, too. Compromising is good, but is too much compromising good for me?

I revealed some information to Ziko today. I don't like to discuss these issues, but I really like the kid, and he's been asking me about this issue for quite some time. I always avoided answering him straightaway. But today I decided to open myself, and bingo.....he blurted out an "Ahare" for me. Thanks :-)

Anyways, gotta go to bed now. A big day is ahead.

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