a monday morning...

I woke up late in the morning as usual, but it is very early get up at seven in the morning, a gigantic task for me. The buses are not frequent and even if you get one luckily you have to hang around on the steps squishing others’ toes. Yeah it’s really a tough job. Its like an art, you have to use your brain, your feet and your fingers (even if they are crying helplessly).But all this will help you tone your forearms and makes you more muscular. It’s even more effective than going to gym and working out those spots.

But for those who think they are different can take an alternate route to college. Clever ones don’t mess up with the bus passengers who always sweat a lot and struggle to breathe. The other way to go is to cut the roads through the bypass. Don’t worry there are no buses there. I had to ask for a lift; wait for a pick up. Another problem arises here, as the roads are pretty bad no one will pick you up that easily. So to get a lift you should be quick and make your look an innocent one. You must be polite when asking for a lift. Whenever I don’t have my bike I’ll use this idea.

The last Monday was unforgettable. Even if I get any lift I’ve to get a bus to go my college. But that day a brainless guy offered me a lift to my college directly. The only problem that I faced with him was his LOUD bike, which made the whole traffic to just stare at us. I was crying within “gosh, how come he drive this dumb, loud piece of s**t?”. Even if the whole traffic was watching him, he won’t hesitate to wear his sun glasses. I felt ashamed.
That day I learned a lesson, “We must not take lift from those who volunteer to lift you, even if you don’t ask for one…!”

on a sunday evening.. ;)

It’s really hard to digest that power failures cause such a big dip in our energy levels. Why these kind of technical flaws happen regularly and create resentment in us . . .? It is a cheeky question to answer, indeed. We then realize the whole (sort of) development we ourselves made to get out of that ancient world of ours, which was without electricity (the greatest invention of Mankind).

Just imagine your life without that phenomenon. Everything will come to a standstill; you can’t watch any TV, you can’t sit in your dumb PC, you can’t hear any songs in your music system, and literally no light at all at night. Can you live in those circumstances? NO. Just by thinking about this you will get a strange feeling.

I’ve been wondering now and then. How the hell our ancestors managed their lives without electricity, without any entertainment, watching those twinkling stars right above their head. Just think of it, bizarre isn’t it? but just think of the discoveries of our forefathers (Indian). They’ve managed to crack everything you could think of. Just see the list it goes on, Vedha’s, Upanishad’s, Stars and their orbits, Yoga – unifying the soul with body, Kamasutra (no country has a grammar on Sex). How they managed to do all those ah...?

Thinking about all these on a power cut Sunday, suddenly I felt different, oh my God what’s happening to me? Do you remember the word “sweat” in English? I almost forgot it. I was sweating like anything. We have that much amount of toxic waste, which we fail to dispose of. That’s the way we lead our mechanical life.