The winter morning was chilly..Mom woke me and my brother up..But i wanted to lay in my cozy bed , snuffling n snoozing,trying to to find a path through a mystical dark forest along a river slithering as a snake,with high mountains protecting the trees from the first rays of the morning sun..
Suddenly i was jolted out of my dream,thanks to my brother..My brother..hmm..a guy blessed with such an amazing will power.Angry like hell, got out of the bed, cursing him for ever being born before me..why God,why..why this unfairnes..Dressing up for school was like passing through a gauntlet,with a shower in the frezzing cold water(mom insisted), to eating that dreaded egg fry or what ever it was...but most satisfying was the part when my brother was told to tie my shoe-laces since i couldn't do it then(I'm embarrased)..HaHA..but still..ones' got to enjoy it,while one can... i smattered my tounge all over my lips enjoying every bit of it..Waiting at our stop were two individuals who so even wouldn't look at each other..getting on the rumbling bus,we passed onto two very different yet parallel universes..catching up with friends,cursing one another,warming our hands,playing pranks on each other,completing homework..reachin school,it seemed as if I had been caged from my homes,made to shower in ice cold water, eat egg-fry,put in a rumbling bumbling of a vehicle and dropped on the gates of hell..nervously walking from the gate to the classroom,praying that perhaps the teachers wouldn't come today...It's a sad reality which i have come to asses in my life and is that what i pray for is almost never guranted..But all through thinking this going through hell, there was one thing that i looked forward to, n that was sitting with this amazing girl..Oh yeaa..it was 5th standard..she was like an angel..with eyes like pearls nd hair so neatly tucked into a braid..with carefully starched uniform,she would carry herself so perfectly..she made me look like a immature baboon who couldn't even tie his shoe laces..i felt really embarrrased..i couldn't talk to her..how coud i..yet this demon teacher of ours made us sit together..bt we did..n we became good friends..The thought of seeing her ,talking to her, made all that getting up in the morning worthwhile..
It seemed i had a purpose in life..The boring periods dragged on mercillessly,killing us ..though some had the ability to doze of nd wake up just like tht..unfortunately i never had it..but you see, i couldn't..It's an ironical that the same hell that i dreaded coming into in the morning, i wanted to stay in it for as long as possible towards the end..But like all good things come to an end..the day did too..
Walking out,i saw my brother and he too from a distance..We snarled at each other..ughh..getting on to bus..i felt a pang in my stomach..why did we have to leave..i did not want to go home to a teasing big brother n homework n egg-fry..ughh....
but a little part of me did..