Everyone certainly agrees when I say there is nothing like a peaceful and sound sleep. I did enjoy such uninterrupted long hours of sleep,especially during the weekends until I found my first job. And when I look back into my golden days of school and college, I really wish life was always the same.Those days had everything that one could ask for sans worries. They were the days bundled with careless fun.The word boring did not exist in my dictionary.
We were in our final year of graduation. On a hot Friday afternoon during the summer vacation that year, my evening kick started at my best friend Sue’s . We spent the next few hours laughing and talking about not-so-meaningful and not-so-intellectual stuff but that made us happy. For instance, our discussion began with the visits to the zoo and how we hated the crocodiles and avoided the reptiles and amphibians area in the zoo. The discussion went haywire and finally ended about the irritating mosquito bites during our trip to a certain hill-station the previous summer. After a long chat, we decided to hop in to Someplace Else the same evening, to listen to Hip-Pocket (one of our favorite music band). We swayed to the tunes whilst sipping cranberry juice. For dinner, we moved to Mocambo (a well known restaurant), ordered sizzlers and Chicken A-la-Kiev (a signature Russian delicacy) and eventually wrapped the dinner with Baked Alaska. On our way back,we planned jogging by the nearby lake shore the next morning and burn calories that was accumulated at Mocambo and Someplace Else. I was home at around 10:30 pm that night.Back home, I was busy rushing through the fiction (that I recently started reading).It was roughly 11pm then. My sister was ready to doze off (as she was an early riser and was already late by then). While wishing her good night, I also mentioned about our plans to jog next morning and told her to join us. She immediately agreed and I told her to wake me up (as I was a famous late riser). After some time (I had no idea when), there was this TRING-TRING on my cell phone. It was Sue again. She was asking if we could go to Someplace Else to hear Saturday Night Blues (the after 10pm musical band performance). I hurriedly got ready. After the event, we walked down to The Deli for its mouth-watering blueberry cheesecake. As I was just about to grab my first bite, a mosquito bit my thumb. I got this itching bump in a jiffy and consequently, dropped the cheesecake. Avenged by the mosquito’s audacity, we decided to stalk the insect. Stuck by the stubbornness of getting hold of the mosquito, we actually stalked it towards the lake shore. Look at the audacity of the tiny insect that made us burn calories after it. Amidst all these, I suddenly realized Sue crying to get rescued. My attention was immediately diverted away from the mosquito and I looked back, only to catch a glimpse of Sue, who was then getting swallowed by a crocodile that was hidden somewhere on the shore. Alas! I could do nothing to save her. I was seeking assistance from the Area Wildlife Officer, who got the croc-hunters and they eventually had the croc spit my friend out. Along with my friend came a splash of water on my face.
I was clueless about whatsoever was going on. It was my sister complaining how her morning was wasted. She was angry and said she spared no means to wake me up. She switched off the air-conditioner first and then the ceiling fan, turned on the television, took away my pillow, and when nothing worked, she was left with no choice but splash water on my face. But it was 10 am by then. Up next, we all were seated across the dining table and I, after smelling the hot coffee, was wide awake narrating the entire music-mosquito-crocodile episode. The episode in my dream, and that was nothing but a complete hotch-potch of all my activities, discussions and imaginations. Hearing all these, my mother suggested that I drink lots of coconut water and eat less in the restaurants to cool off my system. Saturday morning was an explosion of discussions and laughter at the breakfast table. It was only my sister who still had a long face as I escaped everyone’s scolding even after being a late riser 🙂
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