A funny night

For those who're not sure of the title of the last post, I guess I owe an explanation. I wrote the epilogue first because I think that was the most beautiful part. And I wanted to capture it before it slipped away. Also, since we generally tend to read top to bottom(unless we are more obsessed with chronological consistency), this post after being published would anyways precede the epilogue, which sounds about right.

So lets move on to what happened really. Well, for as far as I could remember, I've been mostly sleeping pretty late in the night, without much of a reason. Often, I sleep only when crisis limit based on next day's activities/plans is crossed. For reaching office next day theoretically around 9 am , it could be anything between 2 am to 6 am. What saves me though, is fact that the timings are not really strict and as long as you've not committed any sins, nobody really asks when you come or go. To those who ask me why I don't sleep well at night, I casually answer 'so that I could see more of this world and miss out on less.' Well, many a times, that is, in fact true, but at others, the reasons are not really as involved; or, as I mentioned earlier in the paragraph, they're no reasons at all.

But with all good and honest intentions, I tried to sleep early last night. So that I can have a good start to Monday after a good night's sleep as they say. Early would mean sometime around 10:45 pm.

At 1:00 am, I found my eyes were open. I was still not sure though if I were awake. In due time, I realized that I had been dreaming. About... wait for it ..... lions !!! Lions barging into human territory and taking away kids creating horror all around. But then the camera zooms in and whoaaa!! they're not human kids, they were little cubs. The lions were just kiddin [;)].

Neways, I had a good laugh for myself and moved on with my sincere efforts of sleeping well. But alas, the insomnia had got me yet again. As I lay there, awake, suddenly something struck me. Where is that blue t-shirt of mine which was so expensive and which I liked so much? And I realized I cann't remember seeing or wearing it for a long long time !.. In a matter of seconds, I was ransacking through my cupboards. There aren't many, but sometimes, you wish there were more so that you could just have more places to search. Well, my suspicions were true. The t-shirt was no longer there ! I searched wherever it could be; but didn't find it. Earlier in the day, I had been so happy because I had bought a t-shirt for a mere 5$. Turned out it wasn't that cheap now! Disappointed, I folded all the clothes and put them back again from wherever they were taken off. [Inside track: How dumb can you get ?? What sort of a guy loses a t-shirt?? That too when you're not traveling. AND not sleeping around with women either!! Travel.... ohh I went to Gold Coast. May be I lost it there. Well, I went there about .. two and half months ago. Ok, forget it. I am not losing sleep over a stupid t-shirt. ] . Didn't mean I was going back to sleep though.

I went to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. Now, cann't just sit there drinking tea and do nothing. Some of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. won't hurt. One episode finished. Well, what the heck, just two more to go for this season. Bring 'em on !. Towards the end of the third episode, planning to get some sleep finally, some lines started ringing in my head. Well, yeah, those were a couple of starters, some discontinuous bits and pieces from the poem that I wrote in the previous post. It took me somewhere between 5 and 10 minutes to fill up the missing links. They just, came to me. Don't know, why, sleepless and with no prior intentions, I was still able to get those reasonably in place.

I finally slept at 4:05 am.

In the morning, I got a feeling that I had been drunk all night. But I wasn't !!. It felt ... well .. funny !


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PS: That poem has nothing to do with the t-shirt. Or the lions.