of rainy days and morning blues.....

well,this is again a cribbing kind of post..i guess,i should make this my speciality...:(
as described in my last post..my sloth like existence has drowned to the depths of the oceans and am struck with a work pace which has screwed my system up..half of the time i am light headed and the other half i have hammering headaches waiting to enter my system...to top it,my parents are out of town...i do not have my mom to crib my heart out to..so i guess,right now ...my blog is my makeshift momma...blogamma.....
it was one of those days..i was supposed to get up at 4 to study some stuff which were a blast from my past..and considering my rocking nightlife..i realised i haven't slept yet..when the clock struck 3.30 a.m. considering it an utter waste to sleep for half an hour..i started my day without a break..at 3.30..finished my lessons...dressed up for college and left my place by 6.all through this..i was too lazy to prepare tea...conclusion..my head started pounding..my eyelids started drooping,i could not open my eyes fully nor could i turn my head.my alertmeter was showing zero reading..going towards negative...walking through the roads i remember a voice in my head warning me of the high probability of falling into a ditch..and another voice pathetically thinking that it would be a relief to fall anyplace and not get up..but just go off to slumber land....i managed to board the train,took my class...somehow on that day..i had to teach a vague topic...and my students had too many doubts..my 2 hr lecture tenure was extended..all through this ..some weak voice in my mind was begging for oblivion from daily life...finishing my day's quota of lectures,practicals and paper work...i made my way back home in the train..somehow this time..though drained totally of every possible strength..sleep was alluding me..i was in this miserable state of intense discomfort ..as if experiencing an out of body feeling.
that is when ..a pair of huge,innocent and sparkling eyes found me to be its source of curiosity..
i looked back at them....a tiny fist wavered in front of my blurry vision...somehow i felt someone reach out to me...i took the baby's hand...and offered him my finger..he firmly clamped it in his tiny fist..i felt sleep overcome me..i fell asleep....the next thing i remember is..waking with a start as the train entered my station and seeing the baby sleeping on his mom's shoulder with my finger still clamped in his fist.i gently entangled my hand..and pressed a kiss on my little saviour's forehead and got down from the train.

i love the rains..i have walked many walks with my friends as it pours cats and dogs..and enjoy the amalgamation of city sights sprinkled with natural beauty due to the rains....small waterfalls,puddles,the extra green sheen to trees,the super clean look to the highways...
i enjoy them all..
but as i told you,i have become one disgruntled little girl nowadays....
today as i was working out in the gym....i could not enjoy my workout..my muscles were sore..i could not summon my reserve of strength..my workout left me feeling low..which never has happened before...and as i made way out of my gym..the heavens opened..and as per Murphy's law..here i was without rain gear...
sweating and wet..i just got so utterly drenched...and to top it..some vehicle decided to gift my track pants a painting made from puddle water..brown and gooey..it looks like modern art on my tracks....
cursing every second person.thing,abstract i could think of..i made my way back home...
the rainy world around me..through the spirals of my curls and spectacles is a weird sight....
as i was waiting to cross the road..i saw a female driving her scooter. she was also all wet like me....
our eyes met...and in a split second she smiled...a smile which is given between people stuck in the same situation,utterly frustrated but who also cannot help but laugh at the comic splash to the whole affair....
i smiled back...and i saw some dark monsters shifting and flying out from my ears and mouth...the monsters of pettiness and cribbing...
i crossed the road,felt happy,made my way back home..started my computer..and here i am.....
i like Paulo Coelho..and somehow do certainly believe, in signs...signs..given by nature or God..or any form of Energy you believe in...signs..which help us out in life..even if we feel utterly alone and desolate.....
signing out.....as..
ice-happi-ness.