Sweet Temptations

Monday, August 13, 2007

Drab but groping … Another day at Plumbing Mysteriousness




It was not abnormal when I sluggishly dragged my bed close to comp and tried to pull my eyes into reading a few pages from a very interesting and happy going eBook. Very obviously, I was sailing high with all those weird thoughts of youth and energy and playing down in full blows with the pillow. No wonder, plutocracy of fanatic fantasies had to end and they ended the most usual way they do. The birds conspired incessantly chirping and definitely, I was interested in spying them. It was exactly 5:** AM when I jerked myself out, rubbed my eyes and looked my palms. Seated, I prayed my lord to give me strength and wisdom to guide me through the day and to MOLARise anything I got in the mess.


Whoaaa… I psyched up seeing him in my room so early, but it was not so unusual to see him at unusual hours at an unusual places. Anyways, morning is always a welcome and I let him use my comp. I was getting freaky, standing in my balcony and wondering, how did he fall two storeys down below from here and still sits comfortably browsing and making me to listen, I must admit, good songs. Grinningly, I conclude … No; it’s not abnormal when it’s him!


It’s a new session and new faces have appeared in neighborhood. For me and my friends, they are entirely new creatures, a new variety who we don’t rag or OP them. We see them each day in washroom and wonder, how all water get sponged up. It’s really horrible for me to run for a bath at such early hours. Depriving me of my privileges, they have frantically been negotiating with my patience and to quote an instance, have impetuously hijacked faucet from my favorite shower room. Incitingly, they have put a rope around the place where I stand and shine the holy and only whiteness, my body possesses. They laugh at things that I don’t seem to understand. As they run with their buckets all through the floors of our block, I wonder how mere 10 of them flush up whole supply by 8 AM. Considering they are MATKAs, I have no other option but to agree, there is nothing abnormal in it when it’s them!


The craze for bodybuilding is surging up with secretive creatine strategies and I am hearing and seeing all big deals happening on phone, through net and storing useful confidential data in C drives. The consumption of milk has considerably increased. People also take a dozen bananas from mess against the tacit rule of two. I am sorry, but as far as bodybuilding.com savvy friend of mine is concerned, we all keep pondering over the reason he has been beefing up his muscles. I suppose, it’s not abnormal too.


If it comes to our ways of orienting the fellows coming to us, there is typicality and whole thing converges to one aspect. All of them must expect a question and only question; How may of us have f***ed a p******ute and how many of you want to? Afterwards, it all about just getting bored and frustratingly ending up very soon. Surprise, yes, if a guy appears all of sudden from his world and does things thinking those are going to rank him the worst, Should I consider it abnormal? No, it’s better and easier to be infamous in a minute than to keep murmuring high and low and crapping unnecessarily for hours.

I am sitting in mess.
The good person beside me requests, “boiled rice please”.
“There is none in it, my friend”, I look at him, rueful.
“re mos, okhane bhaat achche? joldi pathaa” accentuating in his regional flavor, he piled up his goodie and began with his all five.. I thought better to leave mess.
Was it abnormal?


No, seems like I have abnormally landed up in the regality of a place so red and Bong Bong!!



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