Home Alone 8

The number 8 does signify something but the main point is tht m home alone again. Mom finished off with the exams of her tuition kids n she merrily boarded the flight last week to Dad’s place.

The first week is like a bird just let free out of the cage (hope my mom doesn’t reach this page), then the next week the worms available outside the nest taste the best n night-outs with other feathered frnds, later the wings get a bit tired n the bird starts ordering the worms by home delivery n staying home awake all night (whoevr said the early bird catches the worm). But, the last week is the worst with the bird trying to make the nest look neat n tidy as was earlier.
I know the analogy was bad but still… :)

Oops again the worm… anyways I hate to get up early morning. Being alone gives me the right to stay in bed as long as I wish. I still remember tht day back 2-3 yrs when I had slept till 12:30 noon, got up n did a few necessary things n slept again till evening. Heaven!!!

Now tht I m working I have to be up till 9:30 but these days I m not made to hear this

The only person to disturb my peaceful sleep is the milk delivery man. Umpteen times I have told him to drop the milk bag inside the outer gate n just leave but either he is a dumbo or he is smart to pester me (I put my money on tht) tht he continuously rings the doorbell until I get up n pick it up. Otherwise the mornings r peaceful here.

Another thing is tht I cant stay awake late when mom is around. Though I manage everyday till 1-1:30 after tht I have to coz first the voice is like
Sudeep, u haven’t slept yet? I ignore it by putting earphones but the damn left ear piece has broken so I get to hear tht too
Then it goes like STILL awake? U don’t want to go to office tomorrow? n if u think tht saying No I can get away u r either very innocent or very stupid (this time I put my money here :D)

The final call is GO TO SLEEP!!! Turn off those damn lights n there is just no reaction frm my side but a meek surrender

But now I can stay up till my eyelids get closed by gravitational force. Engineering was fun atleast in this aspect. ‘Night maarne’ was the best concept ever introduced n now even though I like to be out of the engg college I surely miss this thing. So now watching movies till late n tht too without headphones is bliss.

I watched 40 year old virgin, Bourne Identity, Basic Instinct (for the first time in one sitting only) n started with Entrapment (all DivX prints so watching it again). Btw, is Memoirs of Geisha a silent movie? I know it isn’t but then why mine doesn’t have a sound?


But then staying up late night has its disadvantages too. Earlier I could make a feeble attempt for staying home next morning (though I couldn’t do so)

Now have to work out new ideas to tell my Project Manager why I m late. He has turned smart enough to understand the real meaning of I come late to office but I make up by leaving early. The routine excuses seem to be a tad too boring. I m still alive but it is getting difficult...

The conference calls with clients n meetings with seniors r the best place where I can doze off. Thnx to my colleagues who take down the minutes of meetings I can comfortably take a quick nap.

Staying alone endows a person to be creative and put his/her (unused) skills to test. I m eating in hotels now n the first few days it satisfied my taste buds but then it seems the same everytime I eat n anything I eat. So last nite I decided to cook a meal for myself.

Armed with a few recipes frm my dear frnds living abroad (I seriously doubt whether they gave it out of love or were playing a prank), I went home. To my surprise/dismay I didn’t have the important items mentioned in the ingredients section of the recipe. Had to settle with plain dal-chawal (rice n curry) along with some fried papad. The taste was ok
Varanat panni jyast zhala hota pan chav bari hoti. Purna sampvava laglach karan swataha banavla hota na... he he. Muddam marathit lihila aahe... kuni translate karu naka... dhanyawaad :D

I m missing aam-ras *sobs*. Anyone willing to supply?

It’s just one week she has left but the house is in total mess. Clothes n pprs lying around, towel thrown on the chair in hurry while leaving for office.. phew!! My study area (where I never studied) is always like tht n I luv it tht way. I find it easier to find things lying in mess rather than neatly stacked. So the cleaning process will begin a few days b4 mom will be arriving. Have already put a reminder for tht in my cell.
Lekin tab tak ghar ka saara kaam mujhe hi karni padta hain... safai bhi... shopping bhi

The real test is when mom arrives n I have to switch back to the normal mode.

n not only the cleanliness part but each n every thing...

Till mom is away all neighbours r very very friendly. No one complains anything if I play loud music thro’ the nite or call frnds over n cheer the teams (did tht during World Cup), But, as soon as mom is home these sweet neighbours turn into bitter enemies of mine. Calls start pouring in...

Note: I m innocent :D

But then if mom is angry I have to see if I can get away by pleasing dad atleast. It is hard to convince him but when my ‘would-be-lawyer’ frnds ditch me, I have to seek his help.

Inspite of these few uphill tasks, I luv the weeks of freedom. I have all the freedom I want yet this freedom gives a new high (old is not dope). So m enjoying these few weeks till I return back to my ‘normal-sweet-human-being mode’. Till then everyday is Saturday :))

I always wonder why my home is never attacked when I m Home Alone. Damn, there is no adventure in my life. If any thief is reading this pls consider urself invited. I bought a big bottle of Pepsi last nite ... khub jamega rang jab mil baithenge 3 yaar :)