Sunday is supposed to be the rest day for the denizens of the working world. I have a 5-day week so the weekend mood sets in pretty early..Friday afternoon to be precise.The weekend hangover lasts till Monday afternoon or 5 doses of tea from the office-pantry, whichever happens earlier.
While saturdays are demarcated as "home-work" day, Sunday is the true off-day! "Sun" day which is equivalent to "Ravi" war in hindustani probably meant respite from the sun or a day on which you could take a sun-bath and get youself a tan. Either ways one is not supposed to exert energy or extract labour for the human body needs a break from routine.However, all this never applied to the traditional housewife,mind you.(Forming 50% of our population, she works all day, on all days and yet is not considered a part of our GDP simply because its non -remunerative or unquantifyable? How ironic ,for selfless service!)
The point I wanted to make was that I violated this cardinal rule today-a sunday and faced the music. Instead of lazing around in my Ezeechair,I went around the house gathering things to discard, much to the annoyance of "the others" in the house. This is because there is a huge generation gap between us in arriving at what items to weed out. I belong to a generation which believes that nothing is older than yesterday' newspaper while the others believe in "old is gold". We arrived at a certain amount of consensus waste and made the day for our raddiwala. I added more room to my balcony by discarding all the cardboard boxes of 29 ich TV, AC et al the others were diligently trying to preserve.
Overjoyed, I went on a cleaning spree and my hyperactive self soon reached the pinnacle when I accidentally broke my ten year old vacuum cleaner into million pieces ( a.l.a Gimli,the son of Gloin's ax at the fellowship meeting). The others might attribute this to work evasion technique for the weeks to come, but I take it as another junk out of the house! Of course, I had to face the animated animadversion for an hour but did I ever care?
P.s: This post has nothing to do with the others.
While saturdays are demarcated as "home-work" day, Sunday is the true off-day! "Sun" day which is equivalent to "Ravi" war in hindustani probably meant respite from the sun or a day on which you could take a sun-bath and get youself a tan. Either ways one is not supposed to exert energy or extract labour for the human body needs a break from routine.However, all this never applied to the traditional housewife,mind you.(Forming 50% of our population, she works all day, on all days and yet is not considered a part of our GDP simply because its non -remunerative or unquantifyable? How ironic ,for selfless service!)
The point I wanted to make was that I violated this cardinal rule today-a sunday and faced the music. Instead of lazing around in my Ezeechair,I went around the house gathering things to discard, much to the annoyance of "the others" in the house. This is because there is a huge generation gap between us in arriving at what items to weed out. I belong to a generation which believes that nothing is older than yesterday' newspaper while the others believe in "old is gold". We arrived at a certain amount of consensus waste and made the day for our raddiwala. I added more room to my balcony by discarding all the cardboard boxes of 29 ich TV, AC et al the others were diligently trying to preserve.
Overjoyed, I went on a cleaning spree and my hyperactive self soon reached the pinnacle when I accidentally broke my ten year old vacuum cleaner into million pieces ( a.l.a Gimli,the son of Gloin's ax at the fellowship meeting). The others might attribute this to work evasion technique for the weeks to come, but I take it as another junk out of the house! Of course, I had to face the animated animadversion for an hour but did I ever care?
P.s: This post has nothing to do with the others.
6 comments:
".Friday afternoon to be precise.", mine starts earlier actually. Monday afternoon (by Elevenses time) to be precise. Whoa, into pieces, eh? I'm so proud of ya! Wanna follow your foot steps. :)
And, that 'P.S.', you know "the others" do read this, right?
You better be nice to "the others", for, at the end of the day, they provide you, accommodate you...
It would be wise, my friend !!
Start another brand new day.
Did you know that Ringo Starr was born Richard Starkey..
"Did you know that Ringo Starr was born Richard Starkey.."
Duh, I knew it, although music is my Disaster Area. Starr is the voice of a Train in the cartoon series "Thomas: The Tank Engine" He actually replaced the drummer Pete Best.
And Pete Best was born in Madras!
Here's trivia for you: Did you know that the Beatles wanted to make LoTR into a movie - sometime in the 70s? They wrote a script and Tolkien promptly rejected. Guess who was our voice, our preciouss' voice?
Ringo Srarr! Gollum voiced by Ringo Starr!!! Thank Sauron it never happened.
What? No April 5th post? how disappointing.
Neg Creep: "What? No April 5th post? how disappointing".
What better way to celebrate than to share my thoughts with fello fan's blog.Check ur blog buddy.
Besides, I spent the whole night listening to his music ( an even playing some of them onmy geetar)! From Bleach to rarest of the rare!
Gollum:
Ringo for Smeagol???
Gollum, Gollum, Gollum
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