Another Sleepless night...

Another sleepless night.I should say morning.It was nearly 3 'o clock.I was rolling from one end of the bed to the other trying to find a comfortable pose to get some sleep,but all the time thinking of things troubling.Then I rose from my bed and walked upstairs to sleep in the sofa upstairs.The window was open.Placing the pillows on the sofa I went over to the window and watched.Half of what I saw was the neighbor's terrace.Looking up I couldn't spot out the moon.Maybe it was just above me,with the ceiling hindering me from seeing it.A few blocks away plumes of smoke were rising,maybe from one of the houses in front of the temple.My lips were all dried up.I wanted water badly.I walked down to the kitchen and searched the place for a jug.There were none.All were in other rooms.I took the largest of steel mugs, filled it up to brim with tap water and then carried it carefully in my hand.I said involuntarily "I Balance".Then I smiled at my self for having said so.Usually I say that when I take father's bags ,ironed clothes and other things from the car,all in one go to his room upstairs.
'The thoughts hindering my sleeps...I had to do something about them.' I thought
Then I switched on the music player and played one of my favorite songs.I then rethought the matters that were worrying me.They are always there.In different forms.Sleeplessness is what we make.It's got nothing to do with any problems of mine but it was my problem.A problem I created by thinking over other problems only to create more problems.Then I thought "What problems? Its Life! Its supposed to make us feel that we are living.We feel we are alive only when we are fighting for a cause,a dream.I know its my dream.Its my dream and I am not going to spend sleepless nights over problems.I will use them for my dream!!! " I turned off the music player and tried to sleep in the sofa humming the tune of a ghazal,one of my favorites,the one which I've always admired for its lyrics.Thinking of the lyrics of the song,I lay in the sofa
.Now in the morning ,after waking up I remember a bit of what I was humming just before I fell asleep.I had started humming with the ghazal I was talking about.then I remember adding two or three lines from some other song to it and then the tune changed entirely.After that I don't remember what I was singing...

Love
Hari