THE WORST WEEKEND!

I ran into my flat shouting,"Hurry up mom!I've got loads of homework to do. And I have to start today."
"Okay" she managed to say.

I gobbled my lunch not waiting to chew. I dumped the plate in the sink and rinsed my mouth in a hurry! I took a paper and started noting down the homework I had to do that weekend.

I started writing quickly and in a very weird handwriting, not forgetting to write the date of the day I'm going to complete it(start it actually). I started with second language(Hindi), as my mother was looking at me as if I was a debauch politician.

I wrote quickly, then did the other things I had in mind and then closed my shop.

The very next day I woke up quite early, finished my regular chores and started working, I learned for my Arabic test and then started mugging up my English speech, quite quickly! After the hard days work I was quite exhausted. It was like I was the criminal of a crime who was being penalized severely!
"School is just the augmentation of homework." I thought.

A day later the cursed weekend came to an end. I had school, I was waiting for the Arabic period. I was totally nervous and my brain was half-numb. The teacher entered the class, kept her handbag down(my nervousness was making this a bit more melodramatic). Then she opened her mouth to speak and told us the test had been postponed! I was astonished! All that studying gone waste!

A period later I came to know that my second language teacher was absent(or busy or something, whatever I didn't mind). I was furious this time! "They asked us to study and now look what they've done." I thought to myself, indignantly. A few hours later I found out that my speech was postponed too, but this time my mind didn't act so over dramatic as I wasn't completely thorough with my speech!
"Depressing" I said.

Well that was a bad, depressing,exhausting and a boring weekend!

Hastla la vista,
K  

THOR'S DAY 2

A week after Thor's day, Thor was again planning to haunt me, again!This time he took away my Chemistry and English notebooks! At school I went berserk trying to find the missing books. I checked the teacher's cupboard and drawer but no luck.

I was thinking of a way, a way by which I could find those books,but no luck(as I said, luck is never on my side). There was one peculiar thing about me, that whenever I got my Time Table I used to always find it hard to not mug it up! I started interrogating my brain these questions.

"Which period is this?", I asked
"The first period.", my brain replied.
"No, not that. Which subject?"
"Mathematics"
"The next period is......"
"Mathematics!"
"Oh man! Why don't I just bunk and search for those books."
"You could get caught!"
"Oh, you're such an idiot.Now since you mentioned it I won't go."

After the long conversation I kicked my table softly as I didn't want anyone to think that I'm a psycho. 

"Dammit!Damn it!Dammit!", I shouted."Now I'll have to make two new notebooks!" 
"I'll give you my notebook.", my friend Joe offered.
"Oh whatever!", I said."I still have to make a new notebook and re-write all the stuff I've already written. And English, I've written all those articles and letters and answers by myself!"

I, at last took Joe's notebooks and wrote it all again!

Two Sundays later I found my notebook in the library, and I totally didn't know how it got there!

"Thor you have really got to stop haunting me, for God's sake!", I screamed after receiving my long(short actually)lost notebooks!

Hasta la Vista,
K     

THOR'S DAY

Thursday is named after the ancient Greek God of War,Thor! Well for me this is sometimes true and sometimes not. Thursday afternoons maybe fun because after Thursday comes Friday which is a weekend in the UAE. When I say this I'll always add maybe because of the following incident.


"Yo Joe comin to play today?" ,I asked my friend.
"Definitely",he said "What time?"
"Five"
"Yeah okay, five."
"Five" ,I repeated.


I disconnected and went searching for my school bag. I took out my school calendar(a kind of reminder, like in mobiles)to check how much homework I had. I gasped as I saw that there were loads. Then I thought ,maybe I could do it the next day, I had two days free either ways. Then my land line rang. I rushed to pick it up and receive the call.


"Hello?!" ,I said, still thinking about the homework.
"Hey K, how do you do?" ,my aunt's voice cut through my thoughts.
"Hi, fine."
"Give to your mother."
"'Kay"


I handed the phone to my mom. She was confined to her favourite sofa. After a long chat, my mother beckoned to me.


"Your aunt, uncle and cousins are coming this evening, complete all your homework.", she said
"Dammit, I thought of starting it tomorrow, and there are loads of them.", I choked
"So better start because they're only leaving on Saturday morning."


I went to my room and took out my books as I knew there was no point arguing. I started with English first as I knew that it would be easy. I kept Mathematics for later. It was five and my friend called me as I totally forgot about our conversation and I didn't turn up.


"You comin?",he asked
"Wait a minute."
I asked my mother if I could go and play. She asked me how much I had finished. I replied that there was still loads.She told me not to go! I made excuses, but no luck(luck is never on my side).I took the phone.


"I can't come, I've got homework to do.",I said indignantly.
"Oh you're such a nerd.",he replied
"Grrrrr! Shut up!"


This was totally Thor's day.


Hasta la Vista,
K

GOOD MORNIN!

There is a good thing and a bad thing about July. The good thing is that you are free from the evil claws of school. The bad thing, going to India! If you are a boy who is a NRI,who was born and is being brought up in the UAE, you'll definitely find India filthy. What I'm talking about is last July when I had no other choice but to come to India! I walked out of the airport like I had a man with a gun behind me. Beside me was my mother and maternal grandmother. My elder cousin brother, who is four years older to me, walked towards our direction smiling. He came towards me and gave me a vexing hug, then a kiss. Well I didn't mind as long as I had my hands to rub them off! He gave the same treatment to my mother and maternal grandmother. We sat in a Chervelot Tavera, whose driver was friendly. We had borrowed the car. Well, the driver wasn't new to me as I had known him for some five to six years. After the four to five hours journey from Andheri to Borivali in Mumbai we reached our destination, HOME!


 There I met my paternal grandmother and cousin sister, who were most delighted to see me and my mother. After sometime of panting(as we were carrying heavy bags)we sat to chat. I introduced my PSP to my cousin brother as he hadn't seen it even though it was seven months old. After a very simple dinner and bath, we went off to sleep.


I got up at four in the morning not knowing how! Everybody except me were asleep. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't.After sometime of early day dreaming I heard my brother's mobile ringing! I was astonished, then I understood that it was only the alarm. My cousin sister being an adult started kicking my brother so that he would wake up!


"It's five, wake up!", she screamed.


It was five! It couldn't be ,but it was the truth! I was day dreaming for an hour! Atlast my brother woke up. My sister barging into the bathroom to brush her teeth. My paternal grandmother who was supposed to cook breakfast for them got up too! I felt sorry. When all this was going on I decided to do something stupid.


I decided not to move from my bed and act as if I were asleep. I heard my grandmother asking them to hurry up. They finished their breakfast and quickly left the house.


Usually my mornings are dull, but this one was A-W-E-S-O-M-E!


After sometime when my grandmother sat down on a chair I startled her by wishing her a grand good morning!


Hasta la Vista,
K