Monday, 10 June 2013

Then, just like that, it rained

Try as I may to not be dramatic about them, Monday mornings tend to cause at least minor storms in my world. 


There was a time in boarding school when I actually looked forward to Mondays because of the promise of Rajma Chawal at lunch. It was just what we needed to get out of mourning the end of our Sunday breakfast that invariably included unlimited Maggie noodles and a delightful cube of Amul cheese.

I don't know when it happened but happen, it did. Now, mine is just one of the sorry faces that decorate my dreary bus every Monday morning. Try as I may to think about the hilarious play at NCPA the night before or the amazing conversation after wards, it is never too long before the moroseness of my co-passengers catches up with me. 

You think I haven't tried to fight it? O, I have! I really have! Why else would I wear my pretty new kurti and favourite earrings and cheat the shuffle on my playlist by playing 'Here Comes the Sun'?

Some Mondays are worse than others. Into the 'better' section fall the ones in which I know I have a vacation coming up and those that include a conversation with a friend to share the dreariness of it all.

Choosing the worst of the lot on the other hand, is rather challenging. I cannot decide between the time I woke up with a call from my landlord at 7am and managed to get locked out of my house for the five hours following it or this morning, when I missed my regular glum Monday morning bus ride and unknowingly knotted up my Beatles-blasting earphones into my petite Japanese umbrella while trying to get off my unfamiliar ride. When I finally managed to sort out this self-inflicted conundrum, I realized I was standing in the middle of a major road in torrential downpour with my legs neatly dipped in dirty water up to my knees. It took me only twenty minutes to reach the safe harbour of my dry office from there. My denim, on the other hand, was not half as quick and chose to get rid of the filth it had been soaked in at a rather leisurely pace in the solemn companionship of the sub zero temperatures at my workplace.

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