The week that isn’t

It’s been a whole week since happiness has stormed out of my life. Or it feels so. When too many bad  and unwanted things happen, depression creeps in.  It’s very hard for me to be the real me. I can’t think like Tej when this happens. Things, when go awry back to back,  can drain you of all the spirit. It is a very bad week for me.

I woke up on a Monday morning to realize that its still 12^th day of the month and all my free internet bandwidth has been eaten up by the Service Pack upgrade and 157 other updates for my brand new Windows 7 OS on a brand new PC. Shit.!!! I felt cracks widening down the length of my body; because without internet, I’m suddenly all alone, having to watch some stupid movies and sitcoms for the rest of the month.

I was seized by the sudden fist of anger, frustration and shock when my mom called me and said that dad is bitten by a stray dog. I had an urge to kill the dog, but I came to reality pretty soon. And now, I have surplus work at office because our clients have come from Oxford and as always, we’re trying to show them that we have transformed from “hardly-working” environment to “work hard” system.

I came home totally exhausted and ran to bathroom to get fresh. I opened the tap and Baam..!!! I had a real bad electric shock. The electrician says that my building’s earthing has gone dead and that’s why it’s leaking. 7 grand for him to set it right. 7K for earthing?? I thought the former shock was milder . And from nowhere, my aunt calls me and tells that your dad had borrowed some 10K (god knows when) and now that you’re working in MNC and all, I expect it back now. I was thrashed like a housefly in the webs of my aunt’s words. Damn these relatives.  

Why am I treated so unreasonably by everyone? Why will I be the victim of circumstances always. Now that the talks about my marriage has slowly transformed itself into a topic of interest (definitely not to me) taking place of Mukta Mukta everyday, I’d end up discussing with Anil, about marriage, wife, life and so on.  I came to a conclusion that it’ll be very rude to myself if I don’t even try to have some good time before deciding to get married. It’ll be self cheating. 

My dad and mom had to go to  native and had asked me to book train tickets on Thursday. I checked the availability of tickets on irctc. 193 available. On the alternate tab of Firefox browser, Manoj tweeted “where boasting ends, dignity begins”. All of a sudden, blood rushed to  my brain I realized how true. I just changed the Thursday’s  “available” status to “wait-list” and convinced dad and mom to go on Friday night so that I can have all the weekend for me. I remembered the good time before marriage and smiled at myself.

Now, I just can’t wait for Friday night…!!! On Khamba’s suggestion, I’ve bought chyawanprash telling myself that a spoonful on Saturday morning will counterbalance the ill effects of fried shit and beer.

It’s gonna be legend… Wait for it.. Dary weekend at home..!!!