story of rising and *not* shining

i had been planning to go out on a morning walk for about 4-5days...
but since i keep my nerves active even well past midnight...they refuse to work post 4am!

anyway...so after going to sleep relatively early last night i woke up today at 5.40am. struggled for a while...snoozed the alarm a couple of times!
but then images of people i know, telling me how fat i have become post madhyamik (as if i don't know already!--) flashed by and i woke up with a jerk.

i also woke up my sister for giving me moral support! (i still stick to my statement--she IS irritating--but i have to admit, she's entertaining as hell!)

maa was pretty irritated becuz, while we got out, the crackling noise the nasty door made disturbed her "sunday's sleep" (seriously v shud oil the hinges)

my sister loves the stray dogs in the 'hood and vice-versa...but anyone who knows me A LITTLE knows that dogs freak me out!
so the dogs kept tailing behind my sister, particularly " Shero" (the achromatic one) and i was convinced that these nasty creatures wanted to bite me!
so i kept yelling and yawping and begging my sister to shoo them off!...the construction workers,who were brushing their teeth kept laughing at me-- wonderfully amused seeing the older and fatter sister acting like this! but i didn't give a damn as long as the dog maintained half-meter radius distance!

the walk was kind of nice...sweet rays of sun refracting becuz of the smoke rising from the coal ovens--old people in sweatpants and running shoes--empty tin-buses! (kolkatar sobai janey tiner bus ki hoy!)

after about an hour we returned home...thought lets make myself useful!
so i made pancakes and coffee while humming a silly tune...
it felt so good...so different!
i asked my folks if they wanted to try the stuff i made and they passed a vote of no-confidence!
they were in majority, so i didn't insist anymore...

one sip from the huge mug of coffee and i realised exactly how horrid it is!
the taste so awful -- it was last night's bitter quarrel's taste brought to life!
i gulped it down anyway hoping that the pancakes would turn out to be better...
and yeah---u guessed it r8!
they were even horribler! (ok--i knw thats not a word...)

had to throw the whole thing away...
never again! i swore to myself--my sweet sweet night is waaaay better!

so that was my stupid story of rising and not shining--
hopefully this story made u realize that your lame sunday morning was atleast better than someone else's and HOPEFULLY it made u feel a little better!

ps: its a true story!