Two souls, somewhere in Kerala.
They are packing their luggage right now.
It seems like they are getting ready for a journey.
It seems like they are getting ready for a journey.
Yes, it is. They want to meet their son in Chennai and the journey is scheduled for tomorrow.
The train, Trivandrum Chennai Express reaches the nearby station at around 8 pm tomorrow and will reach Chennai by 10- 10.30 in the morning, next day. Their son had just phoned them to see how things are moving at their end and was happy that they are almost done with their packing and are anxiously waiting for the clock to hit 8pm tomorrow.
Excerpts from a telephone convo that happend.
The train, Trivandrum Chennai Express reaches the nearby station at around 8 pm tomorrow and will reach Chennai by 10- 10.30 in the morning, next day. Their son had just phoned them to see how things are moving at their end and was happy that they are almost done with their packing and are anxiously waiting for the clock to hit 8pm tomorrow.
Excerpts from a telephone convo that happend.
“Don’t even think about cleaning ur house! I want to see it as it is now.”,a weak attempt to explain himself was mercilessly out shadowed by an old voice.
“But…..it is so….......”
"So...?"
“Dad, its ok. It is not that bad either..But”
“No!”
“Ah, Ok, let it be so then….!!”
Thursday 13/11/2008. 7:30 am, IST.
"So...?"
“Dad, its ok. It is not that bad either..But”
“No!”
“Ah, Ok, let it be so then….!!”
Thursday 13/11/2008. 7:30 am, IST.
Four souls, some apartment in Chennai.
Three of them are frantically cleaning the dirty house as much as they can before the sun rises tomorrow. Their main targets are the orphan waste papers lying shamelessly on the floor, scattered clothes and of course, liquor bottles kept as souvenirs of some grand evenings.
Even their house servant is missing for the last couple of weeks and they know that the situation is worse.They have been cleaning the house since the phone call happend.
The other soul who just got up is searching for the newspaper. Brush in his hand. He is not at all interested in the frantic struggle going around him. While reading the newspaper, the fourth soul as usual moves into some dreamworld.....
A flashback.
Pointing to the scattered stuffs on the dining table, sofa, bed, floor……., the lady of the house is shouting at her son.
“Ur sister is not like this.”
"So..???"
"She keeps everything clean and tidy, not like u, littering around.."
“Mom, anymore coffee left??”
"No!"
"Tea??"
"I don't know; Go to the kitchen and see. And I am not going to wash your glass!!"
Later, sipping the cold cardamom tea which she had prepared in the morning and watching TV, her son tells her in a feable voice..., his eyes half closed.
“Mom, u know wat?! I am a firm believer of entropy and how that sustains life in the universe. An ordered pattern will never survive the test of time. I am here to unbalance the system equation or add entropy to it and she balances it. I unbalance it again, she balances it again. I trained her to what she is right now and....and....,
"Of whom are u blabbering abt??"
The response was quick and sharp.
"Who else! Ur daughter, My sis!!"
The Anticlimax.
Even their house servant is missing for the last couple of weeks and they know that the situation is worse.They have been cleaning the house since the phone call happend.
The other soul who just got up is searching for the newspaper. Brush in his hand. He is not at all interested in the frantic struggle going around him. While reading the newspaper, the fourth soul as usual moves into some dreamworld.....
A flashback.
Pointing to the scattered stuffs on the dining table, sofa, bed, floor……., the lady of the house is shouting at her son.
“Ur sister is not like this.”
"So..???"
"She keeps everything clean and tidy, not like u, littering around.."
“Mom, anymore coffee left??”
"No!"
"Tea??"
"I don't know; Go to the kitchen and see. And I am not going to wash your glass!!"
Later, sipping the cold cardamom tea which she had prepared in the morning and watching TV, her son tells her in a feable voice..., his eyes half closed.
“Mom, u know wat?! I am a firm believer of entropy and how that sustains life in the universe. An ordered pattern will never survive the test of time. I am here to unbalance the system equation or add entropy to it and she balances it. I unbalance it again, she balances it again. I trained her to what she is right now and....and....,
"Of whom are u blabbering abt??"
The response was quick and sharp.
"Who else! Ur daughter, My sis!!"
The Anticlimax.
My parents know my habits and it is my roomies who r in trouble.
“Come on guys, don’t let my parents think that U pple are also just like me .... Don't let yourself down!!!” ;)
It is D-day for u all!
Signed: Sreeram R Warrier :)
“Come on guys, don’t let my parents think that U pple are also just like me .... Don't let yourself down!!!” ;)
It is D-day for u all!
Signed: Sreeram R Warrier :)
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