The dawn broke early today.The first rays of the sun on my face ..soothingly pleasant.I Welcum the day with a soft embrace ..raising my hands to touch the sky.The pinkish golden sky with blue rays penetrating.. looks like someone has played with colors all night through.The maths book shouting at me.ytf dont u start off baby.. alligations is an important chapter.oh hell i forget the purpose of waking up early so fast and get carried away so easily.My roomy wakes up turning twisting and not very willingly .She looks at me n raises her brows surprised at the fact am awake before her and exercising also(wats wrong with this woman she must have thought)."goooood mornin " i say in my usual hyperactive tone.She responds"y does it have to bcome morning so early" with strechin all over the bed. I was in a recovered state.. having just finished my post-sleep resting .I need rest after sleep and dreams :) more importantly.After all sleeping is no game . Its a serious task that manages to take away atleast a sizeable amount of the meagre 24hrs of a day that we are given.
The daily rituals took place amidst my cribbings of y she cannot bathe twice and tell me i am clean enough , y cant she brush twice.. once for herself and once for me.Then the tea..which is devoid of anythin nearing saccharine ...and is tea only bcoz of its called tea by Uma.. whose screeching voice manges to wake me up even from the deepest of my slumbers;)
Yeah after a whole of activities that seem never ending.. finally i am office ready.We were sitting in the living room and having breakfast...NDTV:"India has lost the match to xyz.."one girl talks aloud continuing to chew the hot dosa ..Indians never win a match these days..it kinda puts me off early in the morning.. y dont u change ..Switch channels..therez zoomTV in which salman has bared his chest and is findin for jane jana.Ah how nice a job it would have been for me to go n help him search his jana than to go to that sick office cribs one.Next channel...i look up from the paper wow i love this song.. bheege honth therey... i dunno the singer..;)start hummin with it " pyasa dil mera..".Generally she hums up with me.. i suddenly realised shez starin at me with a piece of dosa fallen from her mouth to her hand..deepu stop it.. change.. in a low voice as if to avoid the others noticing that shez tellin me ..turnin her head in a particular direction slightly bent.."look there".Oh my gawd!!! there he was ..in one end of the room sittin on a chair ,Umaz father.He mus fairly b 70+.He was watching the TV .. uff mallika in almost nothin attire(attrie??!!! wherez that ?;)).Wonder wat the designer would have had to for the song;)eeshhh i looked at the old man .. n then at the TV.. took the remote hastily pressing it with all my might.. oooooo its not workin bloody..Dunno y such things have to happen at this time. I jus hoped he had no reaction to give...after a second r 2 i again saw the chair , by now having successfully changed back to "Sachin scored 55 runs..the highest amongst the Indians.." with a kinda relief.. only to realise he had got up n started walkin to the dining hall.
I jus shut up and gulped down wat was left in the plate and took my handbag .. was almost out of the house when it so happened i almost barged into him.Ah now! I dint want this did I?.He was standin right in front of me.I looked down.. well not exaclty with a "sorry abt it" thing on my mind but definitely a lil embarassed thinkin of "TV episode".. on one side of my mind I was like oh cumon it was only Mallika on TV not myslef out there..forget it..Another side was like.. wat would be on his mind... these shameless girls... his eyes seemed to say somethin like.. r u girls born outta ur mother's womb ??dint u have any kinda parental guidance during ur formative years??The floor was cracked below.. I was feelin that there shud b an earthquake and i shud jus seep into the earth n hideeee or the crack shud widen apart to accomodate The Pacific in between us so that he cannot c my face..and more importantly the TV and the boldness of Mallika on screen;)
Phew i jus slipped outta the house into an auto off to ffice and smiled to myself thinking of the way the day began.Some mondays are not jus mundane......:)
2 comments:
Hey nice bog, The song Bheege Honth tere was sung by Kunal Ganjawala , Lovely Voice he has got. Did u read the Old man's face correctly who knows may be he was saying thanks for making his day. I can understand if u would have mistaken his face cos the face gets inscrutable with Age.
P.S - Alligations is a very important topic for CAT Quants
:) thanx .. hehe shall ask him the next time i see him around;).
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