Who wakes up at the crack of dawn? Not me!There's the rooster with his red-crowned crest, prominently strutting around in the self-imposed role of announcing the arrival of dawn in a vociferous manner. There are the birds, excitedly twittering at the start of the new day. There are the people who need to greet the dawn as well, such as on farms and those in cities who need to get ready to deliver or pick up fruits, vegetables, flowers and other produce from the wholesale markets. There are mothers who wake up as quietly as possible to start the day's household chores while others in the family are still asleep. There are the early morning fitness enthusiasts who walk, stretch, bend, jog, run, cycle, perhaps do the Surya Namaskar.
[Image is taken from a hotel window in Baroda]
Then there's me. I'm not a dawn-cracker. The only time I've got up to do so is when catching an early morning flight or train or bus for a trip or to attend a function; and, yes, to take the above photo. You see, I do like my beauty sleep. And you better not call me lazy! When I get up with my sleep properly complete in a self-satisfying way, I am up and about after the coffee-breakfast-newspaper combo, getting tasks done in a systematic way, perhaps stepping out to the market, and getting down to work at the laptop, no matter how late I am in doing so. Everyone who isn't a dawn-cracker is not necessarily a sloth, isn't it?
[This is a light-hearted self-assessment take on the Topic-based TOW]