The cynical plague

Every morning I wake up with disinterested, as all my mind concludes from the routine for the day to follow is monotony, most times I just drag my lazy behinds to the bathroom and sit half-awake half-asleep just for the sake of avoiding my parents ranting over my room door and disturbing my peaceful slumber, somehow I manage to sleep-shower and translocate my self to university or wherever else it is that I am needed that day.(this is how most of my peer get about their mornings swell, least thats what they tell me)
On the contrary, there would be those people who would be hating on sleep, just waiting for the first Ray of sunshine racing at their eye lids through all the window drapes and all o that springing them into their enthusiastic buzz filled day. I dont think even 10 mugs of coffee every morning could do that to me. (Unless there were some really important  events on that day, id be more springy that those enthusiastic misters n miss sunshines)

Im just trying to draw a plain conclusion from the above example that all of us are afflicted by this one simple evil called cynicism, we don't admit it, rather we are scared to admit a fact such as that, we judge our day with our own views, people like me just see the glass is half empty, but there are those who view it as half full. We say we don't judge, but then how can one just assume the following day would be just as boring or fun filled as the previous even without giving it some time to portray itself to us? Its not like we can predict how the day will be, it's more the cynicism in us screaming out at us and not letting us go with the flow, and expecting something in particular out of everything, imposing our perspective on every aspect of life consciously or unconsciously reduces our longevity (certainly unlikely)
I think id like to end this one right here.
(p.s- im really not sure if im making any sense in this post cuz I fell asleep writing it last night, broke the thought flow n shosh posh  :p )

Rebound from a long holiday ending abruptly with a fullstop called university

Hola mates, back after a long time, Been busy with stuff. University was pretty interesting n exciting the first week then it just faded off n smudged into monotony.
And about my little holiday, I was off to China n Hong Kong. I was pretty disappointed the first thing after stepping back on home soil, that feeling deepened when we hit the road n hippy hopped our way forth pot holes n speed bumps, I was totally exhausted after the long hours o cramping my feet in the not sooo spacious Airbus the joyride back home just made the New born dislike for home soil more worse. Blame goes to the smooth as silk tofu roads back at China, theyd spoilt me a lot, letting me get real quality sleep in all sorts o vehicular transport we'd had to commute in during the period of our stay there. The freeways alone dint make it that easy, it was all amplified by the sincerity all drivers drove with, no pointless honkathons, no "Road-Rash" ethics, no alpha-motorvechicle attitude, etc . Next to blame would be the environment, visual a delight like a scantuary to the eye, looking at how these cement giants and the buildings of nature coexist in such great synchronised harmony, all I find in my former garden city home town is debreee, grey clouds of smogh, soul less gusts of dry hot air blowing out carbon and dust, bald trees, homeless birds, sunrise without the pleasant chirping of hatchlings. Maybe if I went 8 years ago I wouldn hate returning as much. Not just Bangalore India as a whole has lost its place on the globe, its turned more into a global mineral farm for the industrialists who sell out our resources developing other underdeveloped countries being unable to realise how they are milking a dying cow and hoping the milk would quench their.needs for another year. For the entrepreneual investors it's a market where u could sell rusted iron as gold and make 10-20 Times lawless profit outta such cheap trade. The rich of our country are soo saturated with wealth that they have no idea what to do with it and dont bother going about buying dirt worth nothing at the price of one followed by God knows how many zeros. Democracy is just a little shadow puppet, ever enlightend one( the so called "educated class") knows its true form, everyone knows it is very terrifying like a little vindictive snake ready to pray on its own huntsmen and they dont want to shed light on it and reveal its form to the rest if them. Politics stinks of Corruption, the ones who stand up against it, are made to seem like a little rat squirming against an elephants trumpet and they also get squished in the chaos caused by our friendly neighbourhood elephant men (politicians, p.s:friendly-highest degree sarcasm intended) "screw environment screw the peoples needs just shut up and make my wallet fat with all your taxes or just die" this is the modern day moto of them elephant men. I just hope one day a revolt for true democracy sparks off and fixes our country, I miss those days when we could actually be proud of flaunting off our nationality in a global scale and not have people question about the social security ( with respect to the sudden spike in sexual abuse cases against women n children) or any other such matters bombarded at us upon stating our nationality. I dont hate my country, I Love it, I live in it, it gave me life, But im not proud about how it is turning out to be, I hope I will live to see the day I have a reason to be proud of it again. We(teens) are the change that has to be. But I might still hate it for the speed bumps :p cuz Indian traffic sense jus not changing in this millennium :p