My bothered sleep

4.10 AM

I finish reading one of those much hyped up books – The White Tiger. I had finished the book in one go starting at around 8.00 PM. Advantages of being a boy in the home! My sister couldn’t have done that. Now the fact that I finished the book in one go doesn’t mean that the book was exceptionally interesting. The last book that had finished in one go was Harry potter and The Half Blood Prince. But what a shame to compare the White Tiger with Harry Potter! I finished the White Tiger because I knew that once I put it down, I would never feel like reading it again. It takes a lot of courage to sit in a lecture, which you know would never catch your interest. The White Tiger was one such lecture. At 4 in the morning, I did not have anyone to share my frustration with. Cursing the Booker prize committee, I went down to sleep. A neat, peaceful sleep on a January morning is really a solace! I imagined waking up at 9. Only five hours of sleep. But it’s okay.. it was a cold January morning. So sleep would be a paradise! Good night Chennai!

(Snore…)

6.10 AM

The alarm in my mobile religiously blares at its usual time. My dear alarm.. I am on leave today, so pls sleep with me...

(Snore….)

7.20 AM

Mobile rings. Friend is calling. It’s only 7.20 in the morning. This must be wee hours in your standards. What are you doing calling me at this time? I’ll get back to you dude. (Mobile silenced)

(Snore…)

7.50 AM

Rosa poo chinna rosa poo instrumental. This time it is the roadside musician. He continues for 5 minutes. The sound dies off slowly. He must have got his earnings from my home, my neighbour and from the home opposite to ours.

(Snn.. Snnoo.. Snnoooorr.. Snore snore. Pls snore; At last lids are heavy)

8.10 AM

Phone rings. Who kept the cordless in the bed? “Hello..” Some long lost uncle catches up with me. “Yes uncle I am fine.. dad is here.. I’ll give..” “Dad.. call for you..”

8.30 AM

Dad wakes me up. “I am going out. Lock the door from inside and sleep.”

Wow! What kind of dad asks his son to continue sleeping at 8.30 in morning.

8.35 AM

No snore. I am not feeling even least of a bit sleepy. I’ve given up. It is “Good morning” now. My day has begun.

When it is decided that you shouldn’t have a good night’s sleep, the whole world co-operates with the decision. But I am determined to get the sleep I had lost. This would be crazy challenge. But only those who don’t sleep properly know the importance of it. Today afternoon.. or tonight.. or this weekend.. A time would come when no one would have the power to disturb my sleep. I’ll wait patiently for the time. Till then, let the world conspire!