Dont worry, i have no intentions of writing about that hideous cruise / diaz movie with a similar name. I intend to generally ramble on instead.
I have always been a night person. From the time i can remember. Right from school days, through college and till very recently, even while working, i've always found it incredibly difficult to wake up early in the morning. I remember kneeling down so often in the main school hallway for the first two periods, for coming late. All my mallu-catholic teachers would shake their heads upon seeing me thus, muttering "lukk at your brudder and lukk at you!" (my bro was the quintessential good-boy in school, with neatly oiled+combed hair and studious looking large spectacles to boot).
Commerce college was a breeze. Podar was at that time probably the most laid-back college in the city; attendance was almost never an issue. Lectures used to start at 7:30am and generally end by 11am. I used to reach college by around noon, to chillax in the canteen or on the katta, and head home by evening. I remember i attended exactly 7 lectures in the whole of my final year...
During my MBA I suddenly got quite serious about life and felt resposible about my career. I realised the importance of starting the day early, being on time, professional work ethic, etc. But somehow, despite sincere best intentions, i still couldn't help being late quite often. Thats when i finally realised...i'll never be able to change myself into a morning person ever.
And its not as if i sleep too much. I sleep the same or probably lesser hours than the average guy. As day turns into night, i become fresh and active. Most of my exam preps have been through nights (used to be great to proudly proclaim to friends "kal maine night maara re"). All my creativity starts kicking in, in the wee hours. I find that i can work better, think more clearly and generally enjoy myself more late at night. Even now when i'm typing this, it is exactly 2:19am.
And its not even as if i enjoy the typical night-life that most youngsters refer to! I dont go to discs and i am really not a party animal. I'd rather have a few drinks with close friends in a dingy bar. But without a shred of doubt, things like conversations, jamming sessions, etc, really come alive post midnight, generously helped along by a few drinks.
Even all by myself, somehow when everyone goes off to sleep i feel a different kind of peace. I look across the room to see my wife and baby snoring away without a care in the world; its a beautiful sight...all is well with the world. Then I feel a sudden thirst for the bitter and go rummaging for a can of my fav beer. Some chakna needed....ok....there is some sev lying around. The first few gulps dissolve any remaining anxieties and worries. Now everything is clear. I can focus, think, plan. Even a movie would be more enjoyable now, 'cause this is MY time. Maybe my parents constant exhortations to correct my cycle make these seem like stolen moments, turning them sweeter; i dont know. And i dont care.
I'll crash in a couple of hours or so. Till then its all good.