My day (typically, with some variations) looks something like this:

Wake up at 7.30 when the maid rings the bell, drink a glass of warm water with honey and lemon juice followed by a small pot of leaf tea; read the papers while she finishes work at around 8.15; get ready for office and drive out by 9; reach office, check mail and start on the countless cups of generally syrupy tea; have a series of meetings, some in my office, some outside; eat whatever I can get between 1.30 and 3; chat some with colleagues close to me; have a round of fried stuff (pakoda, chat-papri or some such) at 4.30; finish some more work by 7.30 or so; go out for a drink with colleagues (at least once a week, generally twice) or friends (again, at least once a week, generally twice!); reach home by 10, watch Friends on Zee English, have some MTR packed food if I feel like, sleep by midnight.

Is it any surprise that I feel so screwed up?

Ever since my sister left, I have been living alone and this has taken a toll on my self-discipline. I reckon somewhere inside me I do not feel accountable to anyone, not even to myself. I have become ever more rash than I was before and have changed in many ways like:

1. I am not reading much. In fact I have not begun a book in the last 4 weeks.

2. I am not listening to good music. Barring last saturday, I have not been to a concert in the last 5 weeks.

3. I am not exercising at all.

4. I have become even lazier than I always was... which is saying a lot!

5. I have not kept in touch with my dear friends, except for an occasional drink.

6. I am being so harsh on my body, keeping it starved till lunch and feeding it all junk thereafter.

I need to change.