Borrowing days

Has it ever happened to you, that you have borrowed days from your life – when you pledge to indulge yourself in a phase ( not necessarily a vice) for a given period of time. I call it “borrowing days”…. Borrowing days happens, when I decide that in the month of November, I will not give up ice creams. It happens when I say for all week ends I shall watch movies through the night. It happens when I plan to sleep late and go to office late for a week. It happens when I wear shorts only in Goa. It happens when I intend to love someone only for a week.

Borrowing days does carry a guilt tag, but it so justifies the pleasure. And, I have been doing so all my life. But now, I have come around to wondering why do I have to borrow days from my life? Why cant life itself be? Basic question. Often asked question. Now, almost a trite and to be ignored question? And all the new age gurus have answered it. So now, livers of my generation live it up. They don’t borrow days. They vacation through the week. They believe in flexi timings. They believe in good eating. And they believe in loving till your heart says so.
But where am I on this. Borrowing days balances my life and gives me control on a life which so easily can slip through my fingers. But borrowing days almost always ends something I love and sometimes its not revivable.