"Internal Monologue" Day#22 of Writing for 30 Days

Hey Readcashers!

I hope you are all enjoying yourselves. Ramadan is going so well, alhumdulillah. Before Ramadan, I saw a video on YouTube, in the video a fine man was talking about recitation of Qur'an in this holy month of Ramadan. He was asking to recite even more you did in your last Ramadan, as may be this could be your last. Last time I could only do it only once, due to my university schedule. But this this I'm hoping to do it twice, or at least 1 and half.

Well today is the 22nd day of writing for 30 days and today's topic is internal monologue. Being a literature student we are taught about it. It's basically a talk in which there is no recipient and sender, rather you yourself is both. We differentiate it from "di- logue" a talk between 2 people and " "mono- logue" a conversation of one person to one's own self.

Aniko had asked to write about the internal monologue I have while writing. I really can't figure out where to start. And how to write it but let's see what can do about it.

" You should sit while using mobile and right now you're laying like a sloth, and then complain all day about neck pain and bump at the back of your neck. O my God my eyes hurt a lot, especially the place between them. I think I should get more sleep. Or I should see remedies on YouTube for eye sages and dark circles. My circles are not even dark they are purple 🤭. Ya Allah it's raining outside, please don't make it a rain with loud and violent thunders, you know really well how much I'm scared of it, Please, Please. I think you were suppose to write about the writing, but here you wandering off, and oscillating from one thought to other. There is always this battle of "clear" and "m" key on keyboard, whenever I had to press "m" the letter before it gets deleted and when I had to delete something, then there occurs a huge line of "mmmm", I think it happens to everyone, but it's really annoying, isn't it? I have kept some "channa chat" ( a chickpea dish, Pakistanis and Indians can relate, googled to get the English name for channa😁) to eat later, as eating it right after iftar hurts stomach a lot. Alright I think that is enough of this rolercoaster of thoughts."

Along with that monologue I had a lot of distractions, like just skip it for today and write it later or just check your what's app for sec or scroll some shorts on YouTube. But I didn't listen to my "procastination self" and nowadays I'm trying to control it.

Okay peers that was all I could come up with.

Next trigger is "your mom". There is a moment in one's life when you realize that you're exactly like your mom. The things you used to think typical of her, are now becoming part of your personality. Her way of getting upset, ordering someone to do something or complain in the same way. Aniko asks to describe any of that moment. I hope that would work fine.( Or you can write about your dad, up to you).

Okay guys, let me know if you could relate yourself to all the stuff described above.

Stay blessed 💕!

Bye-bye 👋🌃.