A usual weekend...

Dated – 12-Oct-08

This weekend is going great. This is Sunday morning and I am wondering what I have been doing since I left the office on Friday evening. To my knowledge, I have not done anything useful yet. Let me recollect what I did…

I left the office at 6:25 PM with the usual cheerfulness one should suppose to leave the office on the weekends. Picked up the company cab, had a nice chat with my cab mates then at last got down at my destination around 7.50 P.M. I need to take another bus or share auto to reach my home, so I was waiting. Lots of share auto passed by, but still I waited. There is a trick to choose the share auto. Most of the auto drivers want their vehicle to be full before they start and till then all the others who had already seated inside has to wait. This might be beneficial for the auto drivers but just imagine about the innocents who are sitting inside. What is the purpose of waiting inside when the main aim of catching auto instead of public transport is to save time? So I generally do not take these sort of autos instead I waited for the autos (not the share autos) which go via my place. I can go on these autos at the same cost as share autos as they simply have to drop me on their way. While I was waiting, a traffic constable shouted at me. He wanted me to move from my standing place as I was standing next to a electric post. His intention might have been good to save me, but the way he asked me to move really made me furious. I was determined not to move .He did not leave me. He came next to me and started advising me. I become more irritated and said “I don’t mind him”. He still didn’t leave me. I felt he is rather creating a scene than saving me. I have seen many people who simply enjoy by bossing around other people. He is the one! .Soon people started gathering around us, as it is a customary duty here to gather and watch the fighting people. I don’t know what kind of pleasure can be gained out of watching people flight. Before losing my temper completely I jumped in to an auto and reached my home around 8.15P.M.

My mom and I gossiped for sometime which includes all the petty things that happened around us on that day. It was time to go bed when the time was 9.15 P.M. I just wandered around the rooms and finally picked up the book “Eleven minutes” by Paulo Coelho “. Read few pages and was absorbed. Time went by. It was around 1.00 A.M when I went to bed. I had few dreams related to the book I read. On the morning, I couldn’t wait to resume my reading. I woke up at around 7.45 A. M and continued reading again. I finished the book by 12.00 P.M. It was different book on the subject, which others dare not to touch. I liked it. I checked the time and realized that I don’t have any thing useful to do for the rest of the day. Therefore, I picked up another book “Bachelor of Arts” by RK Narayan. I enjoyed the book more than the previous one. No one can beat RK Narayan on Indian English writing. Finished the book by 4.00 P.M. I preferred to read another book but seeing my mother’s ruthless looks I dared not to touch another. My mom advised me to show the same eagerness I show on reading books at the other household duties. She continued the verbal war with the questions when am I going to cook? When am I going to behave like my cousins …? .At one point I lost my temper and raised my voice. Soon we both became silent. Then the evening was more pleasant than I expected. My brother came by 5.00 P. M and told me his adventures on Pondicherry where he went on the previous day with this friends.

Time was 8.00 P.M .I switched on the TV and watched it until around 12.00 P.M. I was so tired of doing nothing. I went to bed and had a deep sleep. I woke up by 8.00 A.M in the morning. I called up my cousin sister to give my birthday wishes. Since then I have not done anything useful as usual. At last opened my laptop to browse but ended up writing this ..,