Out of boredom

Location- Polymer department

Time -9.30 AM

Tools for writing- My laptop, my mobile phone ,my specs, my brain etc

I was all crabby this morning. I got debt sleep if there is any. Last night I dug into bed like at 3 AM and this morning lug out of bed at around 7 AM. In the dreamland I was busy trolling around, suddenly I heard a call.

Roop Bhaiya Roop Bhaiya apka laptop ka password kiya hai? –Ayush voice was groggy all these while. He chopped the mental tribulation which was connecting me with the dreamland (fallacy).

`Its *****************` I replied with a dopey eye.

` I can’t access it yet`- He replied. He was waiting for a while swooning with anticipation. Ayush was not aware of the flurry of my mind. I was still counting on my sleep. While he broke into a loud thud..

Roooopppppp Bhaiyyaaaaa_ -- total nasalised wala type ka awaaz.

I yanked myself from the bed and hurdled to type my password.

I again hitchhiked my head to my pillow ,but that thing (I don’t know what’s that ) was gone. I couldn’t sleep now. I was all laid awake with a wide-eye. And by then Ayush jested in this typical way

Are aap utha gaye(You woke up?)- Ayush was trying to be apologetic but his spiel was nowhere near to do any judgement.

Anyway I couldn’t be idyllic to him for the moment. I took my brush and inched to the washroom.

There after I gobble some toast and butter (which i am been eating from the last semester).The mess wala is also so akin to this habit of mine that he serves me what-I-like without asking me. I just throw a smile and eat it.

My typical day unfolds like this way only most of the time. By 9 AM I was all clad up for college. Today before leaving I wrenched my charger and laptop, tucked them both into my college sack.

Thank God I did else I won’t be writing all these junk now. I am sitting alone and not a single known face to see.

What brawling inside me head right now?

I am dumb folded right like most of the time, but as i have promised myself that i smear this white page with something every day so I am hooked to my own rules. Fine yesterday was such a rough day in many way. Like Murphy`s law if one thing goes wrong it is bound that everything will roll down to follow it.

First I had a tiff with this raw material dealer at malad. Somehow i kept my composure and bought only ten kgs from that dingbat. That old bloke was yapping like a autistic kid..Maybe descreptiness. Seems to render one`s mind. I told to myself what the point in subjecting myself to a tiff with a senile. His son maybe in his late 40`s was a gentleman who asked me to dump my temper and buy material if i want to. I bought like ten kgs of LDPE.

Second badinage- yeah. .. But i need to trade myself to yesterday`s flashback. Kashif charred my skins in a friendly banter way. He overpowered me and lit this lighter to burn my elbow. They epidermis hair got burned with this conflagration. A putrid stench of burning spread out. I daubed the spot with some post burn cream.

Third badinage- I subjected myself to a lecture just 15 prior to its end. I asked the prof can I seat to acquire some knowledge . but he entitled me to the gateway. I was welcomed like as a fart in a phone booth. I should not have gone inside. Anyway

Fourth – My research guide rebuked like anything. You are a fool and you don’t know how to write an application. Blah blah blah . I was like God save me. Somehow he said get-out and I survived this apocalypse. I was marooned for a while but I knew there is no point to sulk as the fault was own only.I should have known how to do the stuffs his way.

Fifth mishap_-- A bird pooped over my bag. Birds bad luck or mine??

Bird maybe like- ~shit I missed~

`dhai sala chiriya ne hag diya(damn this bird pooped over my bag)~

Some time I feel this public display of affection is done us knowingly. In yesteryears these birds (Pigeon) used to have a lot of shaan and rutba( reputation ). There used to got cameo roles in movies and sometime featured in songs to convey letter to the beloved by guys. I must tell you this tech era have made them obsolete . So I can understand where this pent-up gushing frustration will go. How can any one drink away own`s insult. So stream down ,dump all the anger through the pre-former of their body (yeah whats its called anus??)

I yanked my bottle and washed off that poop.

After that i headed towards lab. It was evening time and I was sitting inside the lab like flower pot. I wont talk about other peers now. I will be a narcissistic for few more mins. I went out with Amey and Vaishali to meander. We sauntered and talked... and finally we returned back to hostel and ........Isleep