A lazy morning. More like a dress rehearsal for winters. You yawn, several times over. Stretch, throw, tear your body apart, again and again and again. Look out the window, it's hazy. The sound of onions frying in hot oil on the stove plays like your "Good morning" song. Get up! "Pull me up, someone!" Finally on your feet, you somehow manage to get to the kitchen in as many number of steps as you would require to travel a mile.
Still out of senses, tea preparation starts. You don't require senses to prepare tea, anyway! The morning newspaper waiting for you at the door. Press the topmost button on the TV remote, "...but first, the headlines..." Slurrrppp! Your phone rings and you are informed that the roads are so badly clogged that it's impossible for traffic to pass. Not able to control, you keep your mug aside, throw the paper away and dance a merry little jig, run and kiss the news presenter on tv in joy, hurt your knee in the process. But who cares, you don't have to work today.
You've woken up only to go back to sleep. And you think that is how it should be like during these months. Wake up to go to sleep. And sleep. And more sleep. Sleep all day, why don't we? You've never had such a colossal appetite for lethargy and you want to run away from all forms of work. Even taking meals seems a waste of energy.
The notorious wind rushing in from one window of your bed room and leaving from the one in your living, not without camouflaging in some droplets, soaking whatever is close to the window. But who cares, you don't have to work today. Towing yourself up for lunch you realise that you can't move out, roads are blocked.
So you 'Dial a Pizza'. But they are not delivering to your doorstep today. Roads are blocked. Then, defeated, you crawl to your kitchen to prepare those evergreen noodles for yourself which have never, till date, taken only 2 minutes to get ready.
Zzzzz...
The evening tea beckons, so do the utility programs on tv. Surf, Surf, Surf, Yaawwwnnn, Slurrpp! Surf. "Every morning I wish I could just play, wish the morning would just stay".
It's after dusk now and you have to start worrying for your meal again. You just try your luck at the Pizza place and... yes, it's affirmative. Hog, Hog, Hawwg! You just had enough of the most pizzas ever and while doing that you also caught up on one of your all time favourite movies. Whatte day! Back to your bed, yet again. Lying down, trying to revise the day but failing big time as there was nothing much you did to write home about. Switch the mosquito repellent on. The music of onions frying in hot oil persists. The wind still playing. You feel cold. But who cares! You didn't have to work today, the roads were blocked, you danced a merry little jig, kissed the news presenter. And that knee... it still hurts!
8 comments:
Now this one is really good. I like the way the author has played with words. A few grammatical mistakes, yes, but they don't seem to matter in the bigger picture.
On second thoughts, this one is far from the theme. If I might remind the author AND the readers, the theme was "WALKING in the rain".
More than a little off the topic,yeah...but simple,straight forward,no big fancy words, no flowery language.Worth a read,a comment(read: 'praise'worthy) and a vote! =)
Hey, this is the author himself. Excuse me for this but, if Aparajita would allow me, I wanted to let the readers know what I intended to do with this post. I did not want to mention the word "rain" explicitly here because 1). I expected all the other able bloggers to do so and wanted to prevent myself from being a commoner, 2). I, in a way, wanted to test myself as a blogger. By not mentioning "rain" at all, I wanted the reader to feel the moisture him/herself. And then, they asked us to write anything related to rain, so, literally walking in the rain wasn't important, I believe. But that's what I believe. I think I played a little too much with words because what I wanted to signify by 'the sound of onions frying in hot oil' was the sound of rain and wanted it to linger in the background while the reader reads the post. Thank you. *Please do not let this comment of mine affect the voting in anyway. If the administrator thinks it would, goes without saying, the comment should be deleted rightaway.*
Anubhav,
I really enjoyed reading your story. But yes, indeed had you used a bit more tact, you could have made the story to be about not having to 'WALK in the rain' ;)
Your comparison of sound of drying onions was really nice. Your story reflected the pure mirth of not having to work. :) And also, with a perfect ending--getting a pizza in the end, but for the hurt knee ;)
As a nonmember, am I allowed to vote?
Also, I've left a message for Anubhav here (click)
Take care.
I loved the casual read
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