Sundays and Mondays
01.21.08 (7:30 pm) [edit]Ah..sundays!!! They are a bliss to my lazy oblivion but what passed me yesterday was not the same. I woke up late in the morning feeling as healthy as a seasick orangutan. By afternoon I had thrown up twice and with nothing left to eat or drink, I crept to a easy sleep that lasted till late evening. For the first time in my life, I brushed my teeth at past 9 PM and that too because I felt so dry in my mouth. I had no idea to eat - I sincerely believed I would throw up again even if I got the sight of food.
Devoid of sleep. All games were boring. There was no TV channel worth having a look. No EPL (or should I say BPL - hell, who cares) matches to follow. Nothing remotely interesting to read. All pushed me to watch a film titled "Little Manhattan". It was one of those films which wouldn't last for more than 5 seconds when I do my channel scans (my roomies claim that it is the only mode I work in when I have the TV remote). Now, while I had accidentally stumbled across the film on a day with nothing else left to do than count my own hair till hell opens, I have to admit that it was one of those films which I would have certainly loved to watch any day. And I knew it 1 minute into the film. The film was about a 10 year old boy who rediscovers the girl whom he had played with in KG but had moved apart. They hadn't been separated physically - they were still in the same school - its just that he grew up to a normal boy with fear that a girl's touch could give you a disease called cuties which made you vomit and cry. This concept is explained using a literal iron curtain in the film (and some guys throwing up randomly).
What happens next was told in the most ironical, sarcastic and idiotically simpler manner that I hadn't expected. I half-wished that the film fails somewhere, for I couldn't believe that there are so many films that I have been ignorant about so far. It almost did but I knew that it wasn't going to be - the end was an absolute stormer. I simply had to bow to the film makers.
Ah....mondays!!! They are the bliss to the workaholic macho inside me whom I have never found coming out on mondays. I woke up late in the morning and felt healthy. To office. Tried to work but failed. Edited all the wiki information about "Little Manhattan" - read through the imdb quotes page for the film and I think the feeling of warmth is still growing. I really wished I could have had the strength not to write this bloglet for I know that I wouldn't have written it two days thence. It really feels embarrassing....or as excruciating as having you and your date in the same room with your mom's date and having nothing to say. Well, atleast till he comes and advices you on following rules of date.