Saturday, June 23, 2007
Air Travel
Air travel is fun. And it starts before one check in. Luggage trolleys :) need I say more. Flight delays lets you explore the airport a little more in your three wheeled chariot. Untidy hair, a sheepish smile and a "you are so nice" means that the air hostesses take really good care of you. Engine problems gives you an opportunity to get a guided tour of the aircraft. And if one couldn't sleep, talking to the captain on the flight desk or switching to a window seat in business class usually helped. Damn I miss being a Kid.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Airplane Rides!
Being on planes so very often, you get over your fear of… ‘what do I have to do?’, ‘where do I have to go?’, ‘Am I doing the right thing?’, ‘I hope I don’t do something stupid like get lost and miss my flight!’, ‘ damn I don’t have time and this line is too long!’
Check in. Put on a nice smile and hope that you’ll get an upgrade. Sweet talk the pretty young woman on the counter to get the best seat if not an upgrade! If you’re a girl you bat your eyelids at the guy behind the counter… flirt a bit and get your upgrade or best seat even! Then there comes the emigrations. Ever noticed that 9 out of 10 of those people are always grumpy? It’s like they don’t know how to smile. “Passport and boarding card please!” Oh well. After you’ve done all this there is the waiting to board. Oh this is where you have to be creative and find something to do! Read a book, listen to music, people watch, fall asleep (with the fear of over sleeping or not hearing your boarding call!)
Finally after your waiting there is a call. “Would passengers traveling by flight **** please start boarding. We would like to invite our first and business class passengers to board at their convenience.” And all other economy passengers are boarding how exactly. You go through into this small world. Find your seat and make yourself comfy.
Then you have the normal in flight announcements. The instructions on how to wear your seatbelt! Its like Jerry Seinfeld said, ‘they have to show us in case none of us have been in a car since 1960!’ (I’m not sure if these are exact quotes… because I can’t seem to remember them!) Then they come and pass by you with your one tiny bag of peanuts! O thank you for your generosity! I’ll eat them one by one… because there are so many of them! Of course the pilot comes on introducing himself and how exactly to the T he is going to be flying you from point A to point B. “we’ll be flying at 20,000 feet today and close to Timbuktu we’ll decent to 10,000!” Just get us there safe is all we are thinking! And of course, not to miss the flight attendants who come and always shut the curtains which separate the business class and economy class curtains; giving you that look, the look that says, “Only if you had worked a bit harder!”
You’re always hoping and praying that you get an interesting person sitting next to you. But that chances of that are slim to none! Its either eats a lot guy and then farts a lot too! Or the dear old lady who always wants to talk to you. The new parents with their first child and the first flight with the child; not knowing how to make the baby stop screaming and shouting and crying! Or the dude who has to fall asleep and keeping falling all over you. And to top all that, the guy who is sitting next to you praying hard that the flight won’t crash. The guy who has a fear of flying!
All in all a good flight I guess…!
For all you happy travelers out there... I hope you start your people and situation watching soon enough!
“Lead me not into temptation; I can find the way myself.” ~Rita Mae Brown
~number 9
Check in. Put on a nice smile and hope that you’ll get an upgrade. Sweet talk the pretty young woman on the counter to get the best seat if not an upgrade! If you’re a girl you bat your eyelids at the guy behind the counter… flirt a bit and get your upgrade or best seat even! Then there comes the emigrations. Ever noticed that 9 out of 10 of those people are always grumpy? It’s like they don’t know how to smile. “Passport and boarding card please!” Oh well. After you’ve done all this there is the waiting to board. Oh this is where you have to be creative and find something to do! Read a book, listen to music, people watch, fall asleep (with the fear of over sleeping or not hearing your boarding call!)
Finally after your waiting there is a call. “Would passengers traveling by flight **** please start boarding. We would like to invite our first and business class passengers to board at their convenience.” And all other economy passengers are boarding how exactly. You go through into this small world. Find your seat and make yourself comfy.
Then you have the normal in flight announcements. The instructions on how to wear your seatbelt! Its like Jerry Seinfeld said, ‘they have to show us in case none of us have been in a car since 1960!’ (I’m not sure if these are exact quotes… because I can’t seem to remember them!) Then they come and pass by you with your one tiny bag of peanuts! O thank you for your generosity! I’ll eat them one by one… because there are so many of them! Of course the pilot comes on introducing himself and how exactly to the T he is going to be flying you from point A to point B. “we’ll be flying at 20,000 feet today and close to Timbuktu we’ll decent to 10,000!” Just get us there safe is all we are thinking! And of course, not to miss the flight attendants who come and always shut the curtains which separate the business class and economy class curtains; giving you that look, the look that says, “Only if you had worked a bit harder!”
You’re always hoping and praying that you get an interesting person sitting next to you. But that chances of that are slim to none! Its either eats a lot guy and then farts a lot too! Or the dear old lady who always wants to talk to you. The new parents with their first child and the first flight with the child; not knowing how to make the baby stop screaming and shouting and crying! Or the dude who has to fall asleep and keeping falling all over you. And to top all that, the guy who is sitting next to you praying hard that the flight won’t crash. The guy who has a fear of flying!
All in all a good flight I guess…!
For all you happy travelers out there... I hope you start your people and situation watching soon enough!
“Lead me not into temptation; I can find the way myself.” ~Rita Mae Brown
~number 9
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
YOU...
... Have put up with my grumpiness more than anyone outside my family...
... Are Family...
... Make driving aimlessly a pleasure...
... Are the only one who takes my shit and makes me feel like nothing happened...
... Never answer the phone...!! :P
... Will always be my pillow...
... Are and always will be my bandar (monkey)...
... Are the one person I feel the need to see almost everyday...
... I miss as though I've lost myself...
... Are my Yin...
... I get mad at in seconds...
... Are someone I can't be mad at for more than a second!
... Are the only one who'll miss my hamada! ...
... The only one who LOVES my stubborness...
... Are as stubborn as me, and I totally adore that...
... Have the best hugs ever that always make me feel secure...
... Spoil me to the max...
... Are always looking out for me...
... Always know when something is wrong...
... Always know and remember things that make me feel good...
... Always go out of your way to do things you can really do without (for me)...
... Always make a note of the small things... that matter...
... Always know that most of the time... a hug is all I need...
... Come at 1am just to say 'hi' cause we haven't seen each other in 2 days!...
... Look at me and it makes me feel like everything will be alright...
... Have faith in me more than I have in myself...
... Will probably not know how to reply to this ,
But you will love me with all your might...
... And I literally love you more!
"People who are sensible about love are incapable of it!" ~Douglas Yates
~number 9
... Are Family...
... Make driving aimlessly a pleasure...
... Are the only one who takes my shit and makes me feel like nothing happened...
... Never answer the phone...!! :P
... Will always be my pillow...
... Are and always will be my bandar (monkey)...
... Are the one person I feel the need to see almost everyday...
... I miss as though I've lost myself...
... Are my Yin...
... I get mad at in seconds...
... Are someone I can't be mad at for more than a second!
... Are the only one who'll miss my hamada! ...
... The only one who LOVES my stubborness...
... Are as stubborn as me, and I totally adore that...
... Have the best hugs ever that always make me feel secure...
... Spoil me to the max...
... Are always looking out for me...
... Always know when something is wrong...
... Always know and remember things that make me feel good...
... Always go out of your way to do things you can really do without (for me)...
... Always make a note of the small things... that matter...
... Always know that most of the time... a hug is all I need...
... Come at 1am just to say 'hi' cause we haven't seen each other in 2 days!...
... Look at me and it makes me feel like everything will be alright...
... Have faith in me more than I have in myself...
... Will probably not know how to reply to this ,
But you will love me with all your might...
... And I literally love you more!
"People who are sensible about love are incapable of it!" ~Douglas Yates
~number 9
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Co-habitation, Sex, Love, Marriage
Love, Co-habitation, Sex, Marriage.
This is the way I would want it.. or see it anyhow. (maybe we could swap the co-habitation and sex... depends on the situation)
But then when you think of this… There are questions that arise in one’s mind.
How many people are involved? You might want to have sex and co ha habitation before the love and marriage.
Is this with different people… or is this with THE ONE...!
Love is not always instant... You might have to go through the sex and cohabitation before it comes in…
Marriage even in some cases!
“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” ~Author Unknown
~number 9
This is the way I would want it.. or see it anyhow. (maybe we could swap the co-habitation and sex... depends on the situation)
But then when you think of this… There are questions that arise in one’s mind.
How many people are involved? You might want to have sex and co ha habitation before the love and marriage.
Is this with different people… or is this with THE ONE...!
Love is not always instant... You might have to go through the sex and cohabitation before it comes in…
Marriage even in some cases!
“We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.” ~Author Unknown
~number 9
Friday, June 15, 2007
People Waiting At Bus Stops.
Its been a while since I took a bus but from the days I used to take them and till now when I pass by them the one thing I loved to do was people watch.
Here are a few thoughts that came running to my mind thinking about these things! So I’m just going to jot them down randomly!
· For people taking busses, life is just another race, running from home to be there on time, not to be late and loose their pace.
· If you’re lucky, there might be a day, when running behind a big bus, is not your way.
· But for those who take busses regularly, know that this is something inevitable! There is rarely a day when you haven’t run behind a bus AT LEAST once in a day!
· So we take the time in our lives, be there before hand, and so begins the journey of people watching.
· You have the old ladies sitting quietly. Pretending like they don’t really care. But they have to see and evaluate everyone that comes by. If you have two old friends sitting… They’ll start there and then!
· You always have the boys sitting and waiting. Playing on their phones, or messaging or talking to someone. The second you see a girl come by or even pass by. They seem to loose any and all senses!
· Then you have the girls coming by being accompanied by guys… The one’s that have the “Don’t mess with me!” look on their faces! (I know so many of them, even if were walking down any street!) These guys are too funny… It’s like they’re trying to make a preemptive strike.
· Then you have the odd person smoking. Blowing smoke strategically at you. Even if they don’t intend on it. The wind decides it wants the smoke to blow directly into your face!
· Also you have the smokers who have been waiting for ten minutes and there is absolutely no sign of a bus. And the second they decide they want to light up, have their first puff…. There comes the bus. Damn what a waste! They’ll be waiting with the cig in their hand. And the second they light up … There it is… Always makes you wonder if they should always light up first! LOL
· There also that bunch of kids who come (growing up … or wanting to grow up really fast!) The kinds who are 12 going on 30. Dressing ‘gangsta’ style. With all the bling, being obnoxiously loud and thinking smoking and cursing is the coolest thing they can be doing! (As of course doing all this makes you feel like a grown up??!!?)
· The new overly in love couple. Who manages to get a cuddle and a snuggle waiting for the bus. The quickest way for time to pass I guess!
· People with over 20 shopping bags. Grocery is the best one. You can so see that they are going through hell holding them and carrying them. While they walk they have this look of … “I got it!” As soon as they get to the bus stop they dump them down on the floor and have this look of ‘yea… I got this!’ … In their minds what they’re really thinking is … “THANK GOD! I would have died if this would have taken another minute! My hand and arms are killing me!”
· Then you have the people who come dressed in the out of the ordinary clothing. They are all people making statements I guess. The gangster look. The hippee look. The flamboyant I’m dressed in Gucci from head to toe (yet I’m taking the bus?) etc etc
· The odd drunk man or woman who is always so out of it. They are talking to themselves thinking there is someone sitting next to them having this conversation with them. Then you come along and they want you to join in.
· The cheeky guys giving the, ‘hey baby’ look! Cause I’m such a stud! LOL
· The person who is sitting their in reality but their minds of off in a far away land. Somewhere they can be happy I guess…
These are all things that one notices. One can go into details writing about each and all of these topics. Giving stories and incidents. I would love to do that but I’ll leave that for another blog and another time!
As always I leave you with a quote that I like!
“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.” ~Roger Miller
~number 9
Here are a few thoughts that came running to my mind thinking about these things! So I’m just going to jot them down randomly!
· For people taking busses, life is just another race, running from home to be there on time, not to be late and loose their pace.
· If you’re lucky, there might be a day, when running behind a big bus, is not your way.
· But for those who take busses regularly, know that this is something inevitable! There is rarely a day when you haven’t run behind a bus AT LEAST once in a day!
· So we take the time in our lives, be there before hand, and so begins the journey of people watching.
· You have the old ladies sitting quietly. Pretending like they don’t really care. But they have to see and evaluate everyone that comes by. If you have two old friends sitting… They’ll start there and then!
· You always have the boys sitting and waiting. Playing on their phones, or messaging or talking to someone. The second you see a girl come by or even pass by. They seem to loose any and all senses!
· Then you have the girls coming by being accompanied by guys… The one’s that have the “Don’t mess with me!” look on their faces! (I know so many of them, even if were walking down any street!) These guys are too funny… It’s like they’re trying to make a preemptive strike.
· Then you have the odd person smoking. Blowing smoke strategically at you. Even if they don’t intend on it. The wind decides it wants the smoke to blow directly into your face!
· Also you have the smokers who have been waiting for ten minutes and there is absolutely no sign of a bus. And the second they decide they want to light up, have their first puff…. There comes the bus. Damn what a waste! They’ll be waiting with the cig in their hand. And the second they light up … There it is… Always makes you wonder if they should always light up first! LOL
· There also that bunch of kids who come (growing up … or wanting to grow up really fast!) The kinds who are 12 going on 30. Dressing ‘gangsta’ style. With all the bling, being obnoxiously loud and thinking smoking and cursing is the coolest thing they can be doing! (As of course doing all this makes you feel like a grown up??!!?)
· The new overly in love couple. Who manages to get a cuddle and a snuggle waiting for the bus. The quickest way for time to pass I guess!
· People with over 20 shopping bags. Grocery is the best one. You can so see that they are going through hell holding them and carrying them. While they walk they have this look of … “I got it!” As soon as they get to the bus stop they dump them down on the floor and have this look of ‘yea… I got this!’ … In their minds what they’re really thinking is … “THANK GOD! I would have died if this would have taken another minute! My hand and arms are killing me!”
· Then you have the people who come dressed in the out of the ordinary clothing. They are all people making statements I guess. The gangster look. The hippee look. The flamboyant I’m dressed in Gucci from head to toe (yet I’m taking the bus?) etc etc
· The odd drunk man or woman who is always so out of it. They are talking to themselves thinking there is someone sitting next to them having this conversation with them. Then you come along and they want you to join in.
· The cheeky guys giving the, ‘hey baby’ look! Cause I’m such a stud! LOL
· The person who is sitting their in reality but their minds of off in a far away land. Somewhere they can be happy I guess…
These are all things that one notices. One can go into details writing about each and all of these topics. Giving stories and incidents. I would love to do that but I’ll leave that for another blog and another time!
As always I leave you with a quote that I like!
“Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.” ~Roger Miller
~number 9
3 a.m. on a saturday morning
It depends.
When
it is 3 a.m. in the morning,
Where
I live, 3 a.m. could mean a forehead-hurting minus 23 degrees. Or it could mean a breezy plus 23 degrees. It can also mean sunlight if it is the right time of the year. It takes me a while to adjust to being anywhere but at home at late night. A few drinks or some good conversation help though if I am outside of bed.
What
is my favourite thing to do at 3 a.m. then, I ask myself?
Wrong question.
Not what, but
Who
is the right question. I want to be with the right person when it is 3 a.m. in the morning. I want to watch her sleep and make sure nothing would disturb her tranquil posture. In case you are still curious as to
Why
She looks stunningly beautiful when she is sleeping. Being close to her, I know she is mine. She dreams of me and that is what brings a smile to her in sleep.
Shhhhh....
Now, back to your question.
Why would I want to be doing anything else, on any day at 3 a.m. in the morning?
If I could do that, it would be a life worth living.
- '42'
When
it is 3 a.m. in the morning,
Where
I live, 3 a.m. could mean a forehead-hurting minus 23 degrees. Or it could mean a breezy plus 23 degrees. It can also mean sunlight if it is the right time of the year. It takes me a while to adjust to being anywhere but at home at late night. A few drinks or some good conversation help though if I am outside of bed.
What
is my favourite thing to do at 3 a.m. then, I ask myself?
Wrong question.
Not what, but
Who
is the right question. I want to be with the right person when it is 3 a.m. in the morning. I want to watch her sleep and make sure nothing would disturb her tranquil posture. In case you are still curious as to
Why
She looks stunningly beautiful when she is sleeping. Being close to her, I know she is mine. She dreams of me and that is what brings a smile to her in sleep.
Shhhhh....
Now, back to your question.
Why would I want to be doing anything else, on any day at 3 a.m. in the morning?
If I could do that, it would be a life worth living.
- '42'
The First Person I See Every Morning!
She wakes up from the bed and yells “didi….” and her sister responds “coming, just wait a second”. She slowly opens her eyes to look at her sister, smiles and gets on with her day.
She has waited for long sometimes and also cries sometimes when she can’t “wake up” on time, but the ritual still continues. She is not sure what she will do when her sister gets married and goes off to live in a different home. She says she will move in with her no matter what. They exchange smiles and bury the question, obviously aware of how hard it will be when that happens.
Her sister is the anchor of her life; Everyone loves her but she loves her most. At moments when she is in a fit of anger and throws stuff all over the house, she does not seem to remember that she would need her sister the very next morning. The sister knows though and calms her down, absorbing the overflowing energy, feeling tired but not losing her patience.
I am happy that I could not interrupt this beautiful routine. I admit that I shamelessly tried.
-'42'
She has waited for long sometimes and also cries sometimes when she can’t “wake up” on time, but the ritual still continues. She is not sure what she will do when her sister gets married and goes off to live in a different home. She says she will move in with her no matter what. They exchange smiles and bury the question, obviously aware of how hard it will be when that happens.
Her sister is the anchor of her life; Everyone loves her but she loves her most. At moments when she is in a fit of anger and throws stuff all over the house, she does not seem to remember that she would need her sister the very next morning. The sister knows though and calms her down, absorbing the overflowing energy, feeling tired but not losing her patience.
I am happy that I could not interrupt this beautiful routine. I admit that I shamelessly tried.
-'42'
3 a.m. on a Saturday Morning
Well there was a time in my life that 3 am on Saturday morning was the most interesting time of the week! It kind of still is… but not always. You see once you start work… and realize that the place you work in… Sunday…. IS A WORKING DAY you’re shattered! Getting used to that concept takes a bit of time. Its not that hard getting used to cause you’re still getting your two day weekend, its just that one is mentally used to knowing that Sunday is the day of rest!
ANyWhO…. There are so many stories about Saturday mornings at 3. You know there are those days when you get a call from a friend at 1 or 2 and you decided you’re bored and want to go for a drive and a coffee… Those have to be the most spontaneous and fun plans that are made! So that’s one of the things you’ll find me doing.
Something else you’ll be seeing people do, including me, is coming out of clubs or party places and going somewhere to eat. You know you have the standard places people go to after a night of drinking. The roadside place that is the dirtiest place ever but serves the best food in the world! Is it the dirtiness of the place that makes the food taste that good…? I really wonder sometimes!
And then there are those nights when all your friends are over… Chilling, drinking, singing, talking complete rubbish, or talking absolutely serious stuff. (Religion and Politics even!) These are those kinds of nights where the time passes by so fast you wish it hadn’t! You end up looking at your watching thinking its still 1 or 130 and are totally shocked to see that its 4 or 430 am! Then there are those nights when everyone is just that drunk. Silly to the extent that all you can hear is constant laughter. OOOO the times I’ve had to stop because my tummy started to hurt! I love those nights..!
There are also those times when you’re online talking to people you haven’t seen or heard from in ages. Living away and having friends in all parts of the world there is not one time that you log on to msn or anything where you ‘don’t’ have some one logged on at the same time. Then you end up having the late night conversations or random stuff… or the good old catch up session that was well needed!
Of course you CANNOT miss the times when you’re all off for a late night movie! These are things that just have to happen. You go in for a show at 1 or 2 and are out by 3 or 4 depending on the length of the movie. The movie can make you come out totally refreshed that you can’t seem to want to sleep after that. You have to just get yourself to talk about it. Or you carry on your discussions over a few drinks or coffee (to one his own!) And then on the other hand, you can come out bored out of your mind and just wanting to go home and sleep! I thank the lord that I have friends who make boring movies totally interesting for me! The most boring and ridiculously stupid movie becomes soo entertaining! You guys know who I’m talking about… don’t you! Remember Devdas or Dus for starters! :)
Being a people person I rarely have times when I’m all alone at those hours… Unless of course I’m asleep!
I’m totally done with mentioning some more of the things we all are up to at 3 AM on Saturdays… So before I start talking about things I might not want to… I shall take my leave…And leave you with this…
“Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.” ~Fran Lebowitz
~number 9
ANyWhO…. There are so many stories about Saturday mornings at 3. You know there are those days when you get a call from a friend at 1 or 2 and you decided you’re bored and want to go for a drive and a coffee… Those have to be the most spontaneous and fun plans that are made! So that’s one of the things you’ll find me doing.
Something else you’ll be seeing people do, including me, is coming out of clubs or party places and going somewhere to eat. You know you have the standard places people go to after a night of drinking. The roadside place that is the dirtiest place ever but serves the best food in the world! Is it the dirtiness of the place that makes the food taste that good…? I really wonder sometimes!
And then there are those nights when all your friends are over… Chilling, drinking, singing, talking complete rubbish, or talking absolutely serious stuff. (Religion and Politics even!) These are those kinds of nights where the time passes by so fast you wish it hadn’t! You end up looking at your watching thinking its still 1 or 130 and are totally shocked to see that its 4 or 430 am! Then there are those nights when everyone is just that drunk. Silly to the extent that all you can hear is constant laughter. OOOO the times I’ve had to stop because my tummy started to hurt! I love those nights..!
There are also those times when you’re online talking to people you haven’t seen or heard from in ages. Living away and having friends in all parts of the world there is not one time that you log on to msn or anything where you ‘don’t’ have some one logged on at the same time. Then you end up having the late night conversations or random stuff… or the good old catch up session that was well needed!
Of course you CANNOT miss the times when you’re all off for a late night movie! These are things that just have to happen. You go in for a show at 1 or 2 and are out by 3 or 4 depending on the length of the movie. The movie can make you come out totally refreshed that you can’t seem to want to sleep after that. You have to just get yourself to talk about it. Or you carry on your discussions over a few drinks or coffee (to one his own!) And then on the other hand, you can come out bored out of your mind and just wanting to go home and sleep! I thank the lord that I have friends who make boring movies totally interesting for me! The most boring and ridiculously stupid movie becomes soo entertaining! You guys know who I’m talking about… don’t you! Remember Devdas or Dus for starters! :)
Being a people person I rarely have times when I’m all alone at those hours… Unless of course I’m asleep!
I’m totally done with mentioning some more of the things we all are up to at 3 AM on Saturdays… So before I start talking about things I might not want to… I shall take my leave…And leave you with this…
“Life is something that happens when you can't get to sleep.” ~Fran Lebowitz
~number 9
The First Person I See Every Morning!
Considering the fact that I live alone... And have been for the past 6 years now. The first person I see every morning is … ME! I wake up every morning, and see myself in the mirror when I get to brushing my teeth! (Being the first thing I do! Gosh that morning breath!)
If that is not considered as the first person I see every morning then I don’t know who is. I get out of my building and walk down the street. See the same face of the house porters and people washing the cars. Walk or take a taxi to the spot I’m supposed to be picked up by a friend of mine. So really apart from me… there is no constant person I see every morning.
Some people have their boyfriends/girlfriends/husbands/wives that they wake up to (some of them don’t want to be waking up to the other!), some people have their pets to wake up to, some people have their mothers screaming and shouting to wake them up! I have the pleasure of waking up to my phone… my alarm clock which happens to be The Mask of Zorro dance song! You know everyone has their morning rituals as they wake up… From scratching their ass to picking their nose! Stretching in bed and yawning the ‘good bye sleep yawn!’ Mine would be hitting the damn snooze button! I think sleep is something that I love! To the extent that there are times I’ll call in sick just to get a few extra hours! (Shush… that’s totally supposed to be between us!) After hitting the button enough and over sleeping my extra time, one will see me jump out of bed and run to the bathroom! Brush my teeth… sit on the pot … jump into the shower and get dressed at superman speed! My track record of being ready in less than 17 minutes!
Anyhow… On that note, I shall take my leave… and leave you with this… If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters.
~number 9.
If that is not considered as the first person I see every morning then I don’t know who is. I get out of my building and walk down the street. See the same face of the house porters and people washing the cars. Walk or take a taxi to the spot I’m supposed to be picked up by a friend of mine. So really apart from me… there is no constant person I see every morning.
Some people have their boyfriends/girlfriends/husbands/wives that they wake up to (some of them don’t want to be waking up to the other!), some people have their pets to wake up to, some people have their mothers screaming and shouting to wake them up! I have the pleasure of waking up to my phone… my alarm clock which happens to be The Mask of Zorro dance song! You know everyone has their morning rituals as they wake up… From scratching their ass to picking their nose! Stretching in bed and yawning the ‘good bye sleep yawn!’ Mine would be hitting the damn snooze button! I think sleep is something that I love! To the extent that there are times I’ll call in sick just to get a few extra hours! (Shush… that’s totally supposed to be between us!) After hitting the button enough and over sleeping my extra time, one will see me jump out of bed and run to the bathroom! Brush my teeth… sit on the pot … jump into the shower and get dressed at superman speed! My track record of being ready in less than 17 minutes!
Anyhow… On that note, I shall take my leave… and leave you with this… If people were meant to pop out of bed, we'd all sleep in toasters.
~number 9.
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