You have come to 5*, may be because some the residents there are your friends, may be because the supply of H2O has ran out of pipes.
Anyways you are in. And after a much guaranteed entertaining night session of Yahooing, you sleep peacefully in one of the horizontal looking bedlike object.
The morning signifies its presence when people start moving around you like vivacious zombies.
After waking up early you find- the alarm has ditched you, you are already late.
Toothpaste in the house (the only thing that makes some people grin) has finished its avatar on earth and it has given up the ghost.
Your irritation quotient increases.
Now the geyser has its sweet revenge – the chap simply doesn’t "feel" like heating up the water.
Don’t ask for reasons please, every geyser has its own day and night.
Your irritation quotient again increases, now like a non linier curve with positive slope…
Meanwhile a gentleman in formal dress takes your leave and goes out of the house – when a fully clad object is still horizontal and snoring.
You can hear a semi- human shape is leaning on bed, in a semi NAMAAZ pose. Like practicing a satanic cult
Umm… at last the water is warm; you enter the bathroom like a shivering tropical animal on a cold day.
Damn – the soap is playing hide n seek. Everything is just AGAINST you.
As you can hear some sounds "8?"... "11…"
You hasten up the pace. On any other day water playfully embraces your body and you can enjoy the warm sensation with pleasure.
Not today- today you are part of fire brigade squad. Within seconds the "Snan" is over and you are out.
You have planned out the tasks ahead-
Wearing clothes- 10seconds
Combing the random hair or two – 4 seconds including the time deciding which part of hair to comb
Collecting stuff and shoes – 30 seconds excluding tying shoe laces
COOL!!!
Apparently not so cool-
The penultimate nail on your not so furnished coffin – You realize that everyone else in 5* is just hovering around- with no hurry.
The old Hindu saying comes into your lukewarm brain ..."Time is infinite and Atman is immortal".
The other entities in 5* are just following there forefathers’ advise at 7.53 AM in morning, clad in semi garments.
No one is in hurry, things going on with a pace which is hardly any pace.
You begin to wonder, pinning you not so lukewarm brain with questions like-
"How on earth they are going to make it?"
"The gentleman in that corner who takes eternal time in brushing teeth, can he comb his hair in timely fashion and get out?"
"Can the semi human form get ready in this impossible looking nuance of time?"
Petty you…..
The irritation curve is rising exponentially now, probably out of the graph paper.
At last the golden word are uttered- "Abey kutte, late ho raha hai".
Finally a hoard of gentlemen and a not-so-gentleman looking object moves out of the house.
A piece of bed sheets and quilt is quilt sleeping in a corner with fan roaring at top- you feel the cold by merely watching the fellow sleep.
The watch is showing almost 8, and you have left the house with very little hope of catching the last bus.
Well, it may be an abnormal morning in your house…. In 5* that’s the benchmark way of doing things….
-Kau
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5*: our house
4 comments:
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glossary:
5* - the ultimate abode!
finalllyyyy...tu blog update kelas..gud gud..
i was to write a blog on 5*...! reh gaya..!
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