Still Evening… Or So I Thought
A simple rest turned into an unexpected system shutdown with no warning at all ~
There
was a time when my holidays meant only one thing — recovering from exhaustion…
not creating memories.
Recently,
I wrote about how I sacrificed my sleep for a small outing with my daughter. But the truth is… this version of me didn’t exist before.
If I
go back 10 years… I was working as a teacher. Even Saturdays were working days.
School would get over by 3 PM, and most days, I would reach home around 4.
Tired was normal. Exhausted was routine. But one particular Saturday felt different. That day, no one was at home. I reached early — around 3:40 PM — changed into something comfortable, and without thinking much, I called my mom.
“I’m very tired… I’m going to sleep. I’ll call you later.” I put my phone on silent. No panic. No distractions.
My
house in Chennai was small — a simple rented space on the 3rd floor. But it was
neat, peaceful… mine. There was a small corridor on the side. Usually, I would
open it only at evening for fresh air. I opened it. The summer breeze felt
soft… calming.
I
didn’t even lie down properly. Somewhere in my mind, I thought, “If I sleep
properly, I’ll sleep too long.” So I lay down in a half-cross, uncomfortable
position… as if I could control sleep by posture. And within minutes… I was
gone.
What I thought would be a “short nap”… turned into something else entirely. When I woke up, I felt too fresh. Not just rested — fully reset. The light in the room looked the same. The air felt the same. So naturally, I assumed…
“Okay…
maybe I slept for an hour.”
Still
evening.
Still
Saturday.
But
something felt slightly off.
So I
walked to the hall… looked at the clock…
And
that’s when reality hit.
It
was 11:20 AM. Sunday.
Not
evening. Not the same day.
Next
day.
That’s when I realized… I hadn’t taken a nap. I had gone into a full system shutdown mode. No background apps. No notifications. No interruptions. Just a complete, forced reset.
Back then, my life worked like a system that crashed from overload. It didn’t slow down gradually. It didn’t warn me. It just shut down… and rebooted only after complete exhaustion.
And
now?
Now
I wake up early on holidays. Now I step out. Now I choose moments over sleep. Not
because I’m less tired…
But
because somewhere along the way, my system upgraded from shutdown mode
to active mode.
Maybe
growth isn’t about doing more. Maybe it’s about changing how we recover.
From
collapsing into long, unplanned shutdowns… to consciously choosing when to
pause… and when to live.
Because
once upon a time, I slept through an entire evening… And now, I stay awake… to
live it.

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